Cursed

Beast Race Forbidden Zone, thousands of meters above the Beast Race Forest.

The usually taciturn high-level Death Game Player "Hawkeye" was lying atop a translucent ghost. After killing Bug Girl with a single shot, he finally relaxed a little.

The second special summon of the Fourth Faction was the Floating Ghost beneath Hawkeye.

It could carry people high into the sky and was difficult to detect.

Hawkeye excelled at long-range sniping and was the Fourth Team's trump card in battle.

His B-rank Game Talent, Precise Shooting, guaranteed that three of his bullets hit their mark every day.

In previous Death Games, he had killed high-level players from extreme distances several times. He was also the final piece of this plan to attack the Asylum.

To be honest, facing so many powerful teams in this team battle, while also having to clash head-on with the Asylum, put them under tremendous pressure.

Now, as the system message announcing Bug Girl's death came through, even Hawkeye's face, usually tense every moment, showed a rare trace of joy.

After letting out a slight breath, he spoke into his headset. "Big Brother, let's finish this quickly!"

"I don't want to stay in this game a minute longer."

As a sniper, Hawkeye was especially sensitive to threats around him.

He had been on edge throughout this game. Even now that the battle was over, he still felt his heart racing, as if he could die at any moment.

He really didn't want to stay any longer.

Normally, Guide and Butterfly should have replied over the headset.

But after Hawkeye finished speaking, no response came through.

Three seconds passed. Sensing something was wrong, Hawkeye hurriedly shouted into his headset, "Big Brother! Butterfly! Answer me if you can hear me!"

"Answer me!!!"

Hawkeye pressed hard against his headset.