No one paid any attention to her accusation. In a fight to the death, victory came down to ability. If a war of words could decide the winner, what would be the point of creating weapons? Besides, she had risked injury to kill the long-clothed man. Now that he was dead, she had become the next easy target.
The players who had followed them looked uneasy, but the sweet girl let out a cold laugh. "You're thinking of coming after me? Don't forget what's right beside us."
What else could it be but the Exhibition Room? The others were momentarily distracted, and she continued, "You've got numbers on your side. It won't be easy for me to win, but this Castle is full of puppets. You can kill me, sure, but I'll take a few of you down with me. We can all go out together!"
As she spoke, she strapped all her explosive items to herself and gave the people in front of her a look that said, "Come on, if you dare."
That put everyone else in a bind. If she was really willing to risk everything, did they have to die with her?
Seeing that they didn't dare make a move, the sweet girl tossed the long-clothed man's body aside and took every item he had on him.
"I don't know which of you killed him, but whoever got his Personal Panel inheritance got lucky. There's nothing wrong with me taking what's left, is there?" She glanced pointedly at Xu Huo.
Anything kept on a player's person was bound to be a useful item they were accustomed to using—defensive, offensive, and lifesaving items, all of them. Xu Huo had killed the man, but he could only inherit what was on his Personal Panel directly. The items a