Enraged by his contemptuous attitude, the seven players sped toward Xu Huo and Zhou Yuanzhu. But before they could get within twenty meters of him, three players were strung up in midair—literally. Somehow, blades had been set up in a place that had been empty a moment before. They were colorless and invisible, only revealing themselves once they'd passed through the players' bodies and been stained red.
Three of them, including Gong Jiaji, were pierced through seven or eight times on the spot and died instantly. Three others were lucky enough to be saved by their Defense Artifacts. They suffered only minor cuts to their hands and feet before stopping in their tracks. Only the tall man realized something was wrong as he approached and immediately knew when to cut his losses.
Xu Huo was still sitting there. He tapped the air with one finger, and the three corpses were flung into the crowd of Aliens. The sounds of them fighting and tearing at the bodies came from below. He looked coldly at the survivors. "Do you understand now? As long as I'm still breathing, killing you will be easy."
The tall man saw through it. "You got Mr. Kang's Space Artifact."
And had even learned how to use it in such a short time.
Xu Huo neither confirmed nor denied it. He gestured for them to get out of the way. "Otherwise, I'll have to force my way through."
The tall man let out a string of cold laughs, but under Xu Huo's gaze, his expression gradually stiffened. Two seconds later, he took half a step back.
If even their leader backed down, the others would only retreat farther.
"Let's go." Xu Huo lightly tapped Zhou Yuanzhu's arm.
Nervous and wary, Zhou Yuanzhu piloted the aircraft past the tall