Backstabbed and Playing Dead

The other party used the power of the star core left here, which is why they were able to succeed so easily.

Moreover, judging from the enemy's situation, they seem to possess the ability to read information and enhance themselves..."

At this point, Ruan Mei paused, pondered for a moment, and then a faint smile appeared on her lips—

"Looks like you've got a good opponent."

"Don't make it sound like I'm some kind of war maniac who's happy to fight."

Gwen couldn't help but complain.

He had just fixed this lossless real-time call feature, and the first time he used it, he heard people criticizing him, which left Gwen rather helpless.

Isn't that so?

Ruan Mei sensed the helplessness in Gwen's words and then deliberately asked with a smile.

However, while joking with Gwen, Ruan Mei's hands were working quickly, rapidly analyzing the data Gwen had sent back.

Whether it's to help him break out of his predicament or for his future growth, analysis is necessary here.

If the growth of that black counterfeit item is limitless, then Gwen's growth might be much smoother...

Ruan Mei reflected on Gwen's growth during this period, which had routinely caused the Simulated Universe to shut down for maintenance, and pondered this in her heart.

"But at this guy's current growth rate, I'm afraid I'll have to wait a whole day?"

As they spoke, Gwen had already knocked Black Boluo down with a single sword strike for the third time, without even moving an inch.

Even if we set the opponent's growth as an exponential function, it would probably take a very long time to threaten him.

"It seems like that imposter is no match for Gwen at all; this barrier is the real problem."

March 7th saw Gwen easily defeat the enemy, but still couldn't come out or talk to him directly. He scratched his head and asked with some confusion.

"Often, a confined environment is more dangerous than the enemy within it."

Dan Heng's gaze was deep and serious as he spoke in a low voice.

"Oh right, March 7th!"

Dan Heng suddenly remembered something and abruptly raised his voice—

"Remind Gwen to conserve energy—"

Their goal might be to trap him and kill him!

"It can't be that simple..."

Asta, who had been busy for a long time, explained upon hearing this—

"Although the energy frequency is strange, this barrier is also made of Imaginary Energy, and Gwen can also use the energy in it; it's just a matter of efficiency."

The fact that the enemy specifically set up such a dangerous situation here suggests they must have some deadly traps up their sleeves.

"Doesn't that mean Gwen is still in great danger?"

March 7th's eyes widened slightly.

Thinking Gwen was safe and sound, but worried about how he got out, March 7th quickly sent a message to Gwen, telling him to be careful.

With the silence of March 7th, the atmosphere among them, which had just become a little lively, suddenly became stagnant.

Meanwhile, in the rear, as Gwen was trapped in the Mystic Ice Illusory Realm, the attacks of the Fragmentum Monster suddenly became much fiercer, leaving those in the rear unable to spare the energy to provide support.

Everything was part of the plan set up by the person behind the scenes.

"Tsk, it really does seem to be exponential growth?"

The sixth time, it took two sword strikes to defeat Black Boluo, and the energy level of the opponent was far greater than it had been initially, which surprised Gwen and made him extremely vigilant.

Following this trend, after one or two more times, I'll be able to confront myself head-on.

"Although the other party has a physical body, it also has the properties of an energy body. As long as there is the right frequency and waveband, it is easy to improve."

Ruan Mei succinctly revealed the key to the matter.

"I just don't know where its growth ceiling lies..."

Gwen pondered for a moment, then raised his hand and swung his sword again—

Especially at times like these, we must not act rashly.

The moment it moves, its flaws are exposed, which may give the mastermind lurking in the shadows an opportunity to exploit.

Only--

"What?"

Gwen, who was about to swing his sword twice, suddenly froze. He saw that the place where Black Boluo had been lying was now empty. The dazzling sword energy landed on the ground and burst out with tremendous light and heat, but it had no effect whatsoever.

At the same time, Gwen sensed danger coming from his right rear and swung his Corona Sword horizontally behind him.

Boom!

The Black Corona Sword pierced Gwen's Corona Sword, unleashing a surge of immense power and energy that exploded into a gray-blue light, sending Gwen flying.

"Wow, so it was actually a spirit acting out my story..."

Before he could even stop, Gwen had already blocked dozens, even hundreds, of swords in succession, clearly demonstrating that Black Boluo's growth rate was even faster than his.

The shift from one-sided slaughter to a fierce, evenly matched battle was instantaneous.

"Gwen seems to be in danger, we should help him..."

Seeing the battle suddenly change before him, March 7th felt a pang of anxiety, but looking at the bow and arrow in his hand, he futilely put them down—

The two were too fast; not to mention whether the shots would have any effect, it was questionable who they would even hit.

Immediately, on March 7th, he turned to Dan Heng, hoping that his resourceful partner could come up with an idea.

"Disaster..."

Dan Heng frowned and said—

"This is a battle we can't participate in, neither in terms of intensity nor speed."

"If we get dragged in, wouldn't we become a burden to him?"

On March 7th, he was startled and quickly realized the seriousness of the situation.

"Shall we retreat one after the other?"

Without looking up, Asta asked,

"At least we can't cause him any more trouble."

"Um, wouldn't this be a bit inappropriate?"

"Just like Xing," Xing hesitated.

"It's even worse to be dragged into this and become a hostage."

March 7th tiptoed and patted her shoulder—

"Let's go, let's get somewhere far away first."

As March 7th spoke, he pulled Xing up and prepared to retreat.

But at that moment, the barrier that had previously been confined to the creation platform and was almost only effective against Gwen suddenly expanded, instantly enveloping the four people who were preparing to retreat.

"Oh no, we're too late! Watch out!"

Dan Heng's pupils constricted, and he gave a stern warning, drawing the attention of both sides in the battle to the situation on this side.

"Snort!

Aren't you a leader?

Can you protect them?

With a flash of red light in his eyes, Black Boluo scoffed and his figure suddenly vanished from Gwen's sight, appearing abruptly in front of March 7th and the others, his Black Corona Sword falling fiercely.

"Careful!"

Xing pulled open the curtain on March 7th.

Just as he was about to unleash the Holy Lance, he realized it was a little too late.

The Black Corona Sword gradually enlarged in her pupils, and Xing could even feel its chilling aura; it seemed as if a switch within her body was about to be flipped—

Clang!

The Corona Sword, radiating the light of the sun, burst forth with flames, forcefully blocking the powerful yet incredibly swift sword strike above Xing's head!

A sword was placed above Xing's head!

Chapter 885 Backstab and Feigned Death

"Snort!"

Black Boluo's lips twisted into a ferocious arc, and the scarlet light in his eyes surged like boiling blood. His black fingers gripped the Black Corona Sword tightly, and the bluish-gray mist wrapped around the sword writhed like a living thing, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

"Who do you think you can protect?"

His voice was chilling and piercing, like the whisper of a demon crawling out from the deepest abyss. Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly blurred, turning into a wisp of black smoke and dissipating into the air—after several enhancements, his speed was so fast that it was almost instantaneous, making even afterimages difficult to catch.

Be extremely careful!

Gwen's voice was low and urgent, and several bluish-gray marks remained on his golden armor.

Before he could say anything more, he drew a line in the air with his finger, and a semi-transparent golden barrier instantly unfolded, protecting everyone inside.

The next second, he turned around abruptly, his Corona Sword flashing a brilliant golden light as he met the approaching shadow again.

Clang! Clang! Clang—!

Two figures, one in gold and one in black, clashed at high speed in the dim space, each exchange sparking blinding flashes. The booming sound of clashing metal echoed like Death Knell, shaking the very air. The sound contained a strange power that, upon closer listening, caused dizziness and a tightness in the chest.

March 7th covered his ears, his face pale, but he could only watch helplessly as this life-or-death battle unfolded.

"Dan Heng, what should we do now?"

March 7th's voice trembled slightly, her pink eyes filled with anxiety. She had tried to contact Gwen multiple times through the Chat System, but had received no response.

In the end, she could only turn her gaze to her most reliable companion, her fingertips unconsciously tightening the hem of her clothes.

Dan Heng took a deep breath, his long, slender fingers gripping the spear tightly, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force. His voice remained steady, but a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

"Mind your presence and don't cause Gwen any trouble."

Asta's lips were bleeding from being bitten so hard. Her slender fingers flew across the control panel, but no matter what she tried, she couldn't make any difference to the battlefield. Her voice was barely audible, filled with deep self-reproach—

"The energy level of the enemy... has completely exceeded our ability to cope with it."

Xing gripped the Holy Lance tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force. Her pale golden eyes were fixed on the figures flashing across the battlefield, a look of frustration and resentment in them—now, she didn't even have the right to help.

"Let you be the sacrifices for this funeral!"

A chilling voice suddenly came from behind them. Everyone turned around abruptly and saw that Black Boluo had appeared behind them at some point. His bluish-gray greatsword, carrying destructive power, was slashing down!

Clang—!

At the critical moment, the golden, gleaming Corona Sword, like the dawn breaking, forcefully blocked the fatal blow.

"How many times can you block it? How long can you block it?"

Black Boluo grinned maliciously, his scarlet eyes flashing with cruel pleasure.

With a flick of his wrist, the greatsword deflected the Corona Sword at a tricky angle, and his figure vanished into black mist once more.

"It seems... this guy sees you as a breakthrough point."

Gwen's voice seemed to carry a hint of weariness. He held the Corona Sword behind his back with one hand, the tip drawing a dazzling golden line across the ground. However, just as he prepared to parry—

Pfft!

Black Boluo's ghostly figure suddenly appeared behind him, Black Corona Sword, like the fangs of a viper, pierced his chest fiercely!

"Gwen——!"

Asta's scream was heart-wrenching. Her outstretched hand froze in mid-air, her pupils contracted sharply, and she watched helplessly as the black sword tip emerged from Gwen's chest, golden arcs of electricity crackling around the bluish-gray blade.

Bang!

Black Boluo grinned maliciously, drew his sword sharply, and then kicked Gwen in the back. The tall figure slammed against the barrier like a kite with a broken string, finally crashing to the ground with a cloud of dust.

"Aren't you very arrogant?"