pjbooks Chapter 222 The Fight Between the Snipe and the Clam
Chapter 222 The Fight Between the Snipe and the Clam
"Don't even think about it!"
The man in the black robe let out a beast-like roar, his eyes bloodshot, as his last shred of reason was consumed by madness.
He knew better than anyone that in front of a monster of Thor's caliber, begging for mercy would only lead to certain death.
The only chance of survival lies on the edge of the blade!
"Fight your way out!"
His two companions behind him also let out the roar of trapped beasts, and the three of them transformed into three afterimages, launching a desperate charge towards Thor's team.
"act recklessly."
Thor's lips curled into a cold smile, too lazy to even take action himself.
The burly man with two axes beside him had already stepped forward with a sinister grin, his massive body resembling a mountain of flesh.
"Well done! Let grandpa see just how tough you turbaned scum really are!"
The battle erupted the instant the words were spoken.
That Middle East branch team, those who have survived to this day, are certainly not mediocre.
The black-robed man at the head of the group was a level 58 "Sand Master" who wielded the yellow sand with unpredictable and ruthless skill.
His two companions were also elites approaching level 60.
However, their resistance was as fragile as a sheet of paper in the face of Thor's heavily armed and perfectly coordinated elite predator team.
The burly man with two axes transformed into a killing machine. His two giant axes stirred up a storm of flesh and blood, and each swing was accompanied by a sonic boom that tore at the eardrums, forcing the man in black robes to retreat step by step, completely powerless to fight back.
Meanwhile, the other members of the team, like a well-coordinated pack of wolves, launched deadly attacks from all sides, ruthlessly dividing and strangling the other two.
The battle was a one-sided massacre from the very beginning.
Chen Yifan and Zhao Hu were isolated on the edge of the battlefield by this bloody scene.
Looking at the scene of carnage before him, Zhao Hu felt his throat go dry and a chill run from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
Only now does he truly understand just how cruel this so-called "game" really is.
There are no rules here, no mercy.
Only the most primitive and savage survival of the fittest.
"Fanzi..."
He subconsciously moved closer to Chen Yifan, his voice trembling slightly without him even realizing it.
"Are we... really going to hang out with these lunatics?"
"Otherwise what?"
Chen Yifan's face still wore that harmless, honest smile, but his eyes were frighteningly calm, without the slightest ripple.
"Look over there."
He raised his chin, indicating the other direction of the battlefield.
Zhao Hu looked in the direction he was pointing.
His pupils suddenly contracted.
On the rooftop of another dilapidated building not far away, several shadowy figures lurked, hidden hunters, watching everything with cold eyes.
It's another team!
They were also attracted by the commotion and crept over silently!
Zhao Hu's heart sank to the bottom in an instant.
The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.
This godforsaken place is a deadly trap with layers upon layers of traps!
"You saw it?"
Chen Yifan's voice rang softly in his ear, tinged with amusement.
"In this game, there are no absolute hunters."
"You think you're holding the butcher's knife, but little do you know that in other people's eyes, you're nothing more than a lamb to the slaughter."
"What we need to do now is not to run away."
Chen Yifan's lips curled up slightly.
Instead, we should try to become the one who laughs last.
Zhao Hu felt his head buzzing when he heard this.
He discovered once again that he couldn't keep up with this guy's thought process at all.
All he could think about was how to survive.
What this guy was thinking about was how to bury everyone present!
The difference between people is just too great!
In the short time they were talking, the battle ahead had already ended.
The Middle East branch suffered two deaths and one serious injury, resulting in its complete collapse.
Only the man in the black robe remained, covered in blood, kicked to his knees by the burly man with two axes, his chest heaving violently, his eyes filled with endless despair.
"it's over."
Thor stepped forward slowly, looking down at him with indifferent eyes, as if examining a corpse that was about to cool.
"Hand over the items."
Upon hearing this, the man in the black robe suddenly burst into a bitter laugh, a laugh filled with madness.
"Want my stuff? Fine... then come down and help me get it!"
He let out a final roar, his entire body expanding rapidly like a balloon, and a destructive surge of psionic energy overflowed from his body!
He's going to self-destruct!
"Damn it! Back off!"
The burly man with the double axes' expression changed drastically, and without thinking, he tried to back away.
But it was too late.
A powerful expert nearing level 60 self-destructed at the cost of his life, the force of which was enough to instantly clear this area!
A close call!
A figure appeared without warning, like a ghost, behind the man in the black robe.
It's Chen Yifan!
Without anyone noticing, he had already slipped into a blind spot on the battlefield.
In his hand, the bizarrely shaped demonic sword, its blade seemingly covered with countless wailing faces, was already unsheathed.
It lacked any earth-shattering power.
There were no flashy or dazzling lighting effects.
It was just a simple forward thrust.
puff.
The blade pierced through the black-robed man's back with pinpoint accuracy.
"Well……"
The man in the black robe froze abruptly, and the destructive energy that was about to erupt was like a punctured water bag, instantly emptying and dissipating into nothingness.
He lowered his head with difficulty, looking at the eerie tip of the knife protruding from his chest, engraved with a pained human face.
His eyes were filled with confusion and bewilderment.
When did this seemingly harmless simpleton... appear...?
Consciousness was completely swallowed up by eternal darkness.
The entire process was extremely fast.
By the time everyone recovered from the shock of the self-destruction, the crisis had been averted.
Chen Yifan slowly pulled out the demonic blade, casually wiped the blood off the corpse, then put on his signature simple and honest smile again, scratched the back of his head at the astonished Thor.
"Brother, I'm sorry, I saw he was trying to cheat, and I couldn't help myself, so I struck first."
"You...you won't blame me for stealing your kill, will you?"
Thor's azure pupils suddenly contracted, and he stared intently at him, remaining silent.
The way his teammates looked at Chen Yifan changed completely.
It was a look that mixed with horror, wariness, and deep fear.
That stab just now.
Fast, accurate, and ruthless!
What's even more terrifying is the incredible timing.
Even a second faster, before the opponent detonates, might not be enough to kill them instantly.
If we hesitated even a second, everyone would be swept into a storm of destruction.
This guy who looks a bit dim-witted... is he really a simpleton?
"you……"
Thor stared at Chen Yifan for a long time before finally squeezing out three words through gritted teeth.
"Well done...very well."
"Hehe, it's all thanks to your excellent leadership, Big Brother!" Chen Yifan immediately seized the opportunity and laughed even more heartily.
But this time, no one regarded him as a fool who only knew how to flatter.
Right now!
"call out--!"
A sharp, piercing sound suddenly burst forth from the top of a distant building without warning!
The target was the throat of the burly man with the double axes who had just relaxed!
The lurking "oriole" has finally made its move!
Their choice of timing was equally ruthless, precisely at the moment when Thor's team was most relaxed after finishing the battle.
"Be careful!"
Caitlin's warning rang out almost simultaneously with the lightning-fast poisoned arrow.
The burly man with the double axes paled in shock. He tried to raise his giant axes to block, but found that he was too late.
The shadow of death instantly enveloped him!
"clang--!"
A deafening clang of metal suddenly rang out!
A heavy tower shield, engraved with a tiger totem, had somehow appeared before him, standing like a mountain.
It's Zhao Hu!
Although he remained on the edge of the battlefield, his attention never wavered for a moment!
The moment the arrow was fired, his body instinctively launched a charge, moving with a ferocious speed completely disproportionate to his massive size, arriving first despite being behind and accurately blocking the fatal blow!
The poisoned arrow was deflected by the immense force.
But the terrifying impact also made Zhao Hu's entire arm feel sore and numb.
"Damn it! You dare to ambush your grandpa Tiger!"
Zhao Hu let out a roar and slammed the tower shield heavily into the ground, causing the earth to tremble and assuming the most solid defensive stance.
This sudden turn of events sent chills down everyone's spines.
The burly man with two axes looked at the broad, mountain-like back in front of him, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
Just a second ago, he was inwardly mocking the two newcomers.
The next second, someone else saved my life.
"Well done, big guy."
Thor's voice also carried a hint of genuine approval.
He slowly turned his head and looked at the building in the distance, a murderous glint flashing in his azure eyes.
"It seems that a few fools are trying to get a piece of the pie."
"Since they're so eager to die, then we'll... grant their wish."