After making his decision in an instant, Jiang Yuan flashed forward, light as a feather, and leaped onto a tall building beside him.
Looking down from above, pink lasers crisscrossed through the city below, some passing directly by his side.
Because this outbreak was so widespread, people were already beginning to be enveloped by pink bubbles from time to time, rising into the air to become spectators.
After being eliminated, aside from people like Xu Qi, whose minds had broken down, everyone else was freed from the emotions controlling them.
Once they realized what had happened, they all hung their heads dejectedly, floating blankly inside the bubbles as they were publicly displayed in the sky.
Thinking back on this game, they suddenly realized that the rules, which seemed to offer them a chance to compete against the strongest players, were utterly useless.
When it came to the actual situation, they had not even figured out what was happening before their consciousness had become unclear. Like manipulated cannon fodder, they were eliminated from the game.
The plunge from fantasy into reality was unbearably disheartening.
Yet when Jiang Yuan saw those expressions, his heart inexplicably clenched with sorrow.
It was as though he had seen warriors fighting for humanity having their convictions shattered by the Demon King, left utterly despondent.
His gaze sharpened. With a sweep of his hand, a longsword appeared before him.
"How about changing opponents?!"
Up in the sky, Lust sat cross-legged on a motorcycle, propping up his chin as he watched the people below with an amused expression.
Then, he suddenly heard an angry roar by his ear. Startled, he saw an energy-forged Light Sword rapidly expand in the wind below and slash toward him.
Lust:?
For the first time, surprise appeared on his mask. Having grown accustomed