"How does it feel to have your neck stuck?" Xu Huo asked Xie Song with malicious amusement.
"Xu Huo, just because you're a Super Evolver doesn't mean you can do whatever you want. Think about it before you..." Before he could say the word "consequences," the Space Sharp Blade pressed farther into his neck. With blades in front and behind him, he couldn't move unless he could completely break through the item or Space Power.
Everything Wants to Cut Everything was an A-class item. It couldn't be destroyed easily, though it might be removed by another item. To guard against that possibility, Xu Huo had deliberately borrowed the meeting room wall as the framework for the cutting lines. Of course, even if the item were really removed, it wouldn't matter. Though his Space Sharp Blade wasn't powerful enough to destroy a High-level Player's item, it was more than sufficient as a supplement here—especially in an environment where the High-level Players' spacetime-type items had broadly failed.
"Don't move." Having fulfilled his duty to warn them, Xu Huo stepped out from behind the old man. His gaze swept over every player as he lowered his voice and said clearly, "I'll say this only once. From this point on, anyone who makes a move is declaring war on me. So think carefully about the consequences before you decide. I can't say what will happen to the military and the Special Defense Department, but I can guarantee that anyone who makes a move will die."
If anyone else had said something like that, it would have been utterly laughable: an E-class Player who had only just reached C-class warning the government—this enormous behemoth—not to declare war on him?
In the past, those were the words the military and the Special Defense Department said to