"I trust the Blood Pledge Knights aren't foolish enough to provoke me over a mere guard!"
The icy words rang clearly in Kratiel's ears. The sheer contempt in them made the rage in his heart swell without limit, accompanied by earth-shaking killing intent!
Setting aside how arrogantly Kratiel usually threw his weight around as a member of the Blood Pledge Knights, his other identity alone—former member of the murder guild Smiling Coffin—was enough to make countless players fear him from afar. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?
In Kratiel's heart, he had always been the one trampling others beneath his feet. He had never imagined that today, he would be the one being crushed under someone else's foot!
And that person was the one he hated most, despised most, and wanted most desperately to kill!
Hatred!
His hands unconsciously clutched at the foot Wu Yan had planted on his chest. Kratiel wanted to say something, but the moment he opened his mouth, a suffocating pressure surged from his chest, turning every sound he made into muffled groans. He could not utter a single word. Inside the safe zone, aside from duels, no kind of attack could reduce HP. Yet precisely because of that, players' senses within the safe zone were sharper than outside it. Wu Yan's foot kept pressing down on Kratiel's chest. It did not cause much pain, but it left Kratiel unable to draw a breath, miserable beyond words.
Kratiel could only glare fixedly at Wu Yan's face, as though he wanted to carve those features deep into his memory. If looks could kill, Kratiel would gladly have cut Wu Yan into a thousand pieces!
Wu Yan paid no heed to Kratiel's hatred. This clown had challenged his bottom line again and again. Before, since Kratiel had