The magician person imitated the real Magician's fighting style. Although it only had half his behavioral patterns, it could still hold its own against a fairly strong A-class player. Besides, the robots' greatest advantage was that they could evade many items, and one minute of tight, efficient combat was enough to tie up the gentleman player. During that time, Xu Huo used "Holder's Death" once more. This time, the gentleman player didn't block it in advance with his musical staff, so the metal bead struck his forehead and drew blood.
After seeing blood, the gentleman player could no longer keep up his persona. In his fury and embarrassment, his features began to twist—not metaphorically, but literally. For some reason, the mask covering his face slipped away as the muscles beneath it contorted, gradually bunching up into a twisted mass.
His false face was beyond saving. The gentleman player abruptly tore off his skin and tossed it to the ground, then spread his arms wide and gathered all the lines floating around him into a massive cylinder. He swung it at the magician person!
"Bang!"
The cylinder pressed against the magician person's chest, pinning him to the metal wall. But in the next instant, the cylinder lurched forward beyond the gentleman player's control. The magician person's time limit had expired, and he vanished from the air. With his target gone, the gentleman player turned to look at Xu Huo.
That face... How to put it...
"Quite distinctive," Xu Huo remarked.
The gentleman player's original face hadn't been particularly handsome, but it was certainly above average. The face beneath the mask, however, had tiny eyes and a gaping mouth, with especially thick body hair. At first glance, his whole face looked bluish-green. Add in his unfriendly expression, and he barely needed to