Chapter 203

Draw gun, fire, throw gun, step forward.

Demon Man Secret Technique: Phantom Thrust.

With a fluid and effortless movement, before the Shiratori could even use its life-saving item, a bloody afterimage rushed towards it. Then, a sharp pain shot through its brow, and it knew nothing more.

"You're not Kaguya Shinomiya!?" Tsubaki activated her item, transforming into a streak of light and appearing more than ten meters away. Seeing her companion with his head Piercer, she was filled with shock and disbelief.

It was all so sudden; I was still figuring out how to handle the situation when the other party suddenly made their move.

Without any preamble or probing, he attacked with all his might. If it weren't for the Future Sight warning, he would have died along with him.

No wonder I couldn't see the image in my Future Sight; this person wasn't Kaguya Shinomiya at all.

The more familiar someone is with a particular person, the further into the future they can see. So I was a little puzzled just now, but then another question arose: if he's not Kaguya Shinomiya, how can he look so much like her?

Her face, figure, demeanor, and even her intelligence were almost identical to the Kaguya Shinomiya I remembered.

No one answered him. Zhang Jin, who had just recovered from his sudden outburst, pulled the trigger on the boy who had appeared in the blink of an eye.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Each bullet was infused with the soul of a member of the Cult, its power varying from strong to weak.

Future Sight.

With its special abilities fully activated, Tsubaki can foresee the trajectory of a shot a few seconds in advance, and even know the power of each bullet.

But it was no use. The continuous suppressive fire quickly used up all the items he could use up. He gritted his teeth and...

Ghost state. Disintegration.

His whole being became blurry and indistinct, his body torn apart as if trying to merge into the air, but he found that he could not truly disappear.

The deathmatch has begun; it's either live or die.

"I..."

This was a case of someone deliberately outsmarting someone who wasn't paying attention; they outsmarted him to death. No matter how wise one is, at this moment, there's no way out, or rather, there's simply no time to consider it.

The black-haired girl instantly appeared at the spot where he disintegrated, her fair skin as white as snow, and her expression as cold and aloof as he remembered.

She was like a flower on a high mountain, unapproachable yet desirable to be plucked, but this time, her snow-white skin was stained with blood, revealing a kind of madness etched into her bones.

Future Sight. Avoidance!

The boy saw the future a few seconds later, and then he was completely dumbfounded.

Demon Man Secret Technique: High-Speed Sword.

No one knows where Wu Raian learned this move from, Yuki swung his right hand, turning the blade into a long whip. Countless ripples spread across the densely packed blade marks, and then he released his soul energy, covering everything within a ten-meter radius.

Buzzing...

The sound of swords clashing was incessant, even sweeping away the dust. A few seconds later, with a 'clang,' the long sword returned to its sheath.

Yuki closed his Demon Eye, which was radiating bloodlust, leaned forward, stroked his sword, and looked at Zhang Jin.

"That's what you call efficiency."

Chapter Thirty-Four: I Just Want to Kill You, or Be Killed by You (4K)

Huh? That's it?

Even though Zhang Jin had experienced eight instances, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation, and he learned the correct way to write the word 'efficiency'.

Efficiency comes from advance preparation, psychological tactics, and a decisive, one-hit kill.

His eyes twitched involuntarily. He suddenly realized why he hadn't hesitated at all when offered the olive branch: this person was even more terrifying, perhaps not as fierce, but no less threatening than Adam.

It was too fast, so fast that I was completely baffled.

Zhang Jin subconsciously lit a cigarette, and after a moment of reflection, he realized just how dangerous Yuki.

The players on those two days were quite strong, equipped with all sorts of defensive items. If they had really gone all out, they could have held out for more than ten minutes. However, they didn't even last half a minute.

"I suddenly have confidence in you." Zhang Jin Yuki his hands, Zhang Jin offered him a cigarette and leaned over to light it for him.

"So, you don't have the confidence you originally had?"

"Just kidding, you're really strong." The man said seriously, glancing at the 'girl' in front of him.

His long dress was stained with blood, he gripped a long knife, and his expressionless face was starkly black and white. The cigarette dangling from his lips added to his roguish air. He looked at him for a while, then couldn't help but speak:

"That Kaguya Shinomiya... is this what she looks like?"

"The Fool's Mask can only imitate her appearance, as for her aura and demeanor?" Yuki didn't know why he asked that, and after thinking for a moment, he smiled and shook his head, "She's far from it."

Kaguya is essentially a goofball and has no connection to the executioner or anything like that. As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a sigh full of regret.

Why are you sighing?

"It's a pity that such a unique character can't exist in reality."

"For no reason at all, I've already packed up the student council president's soul energy. As for that police officer, while it's still hot, turn him into a powerful bullet."

While it's hot...

Zhang Jin smiled wryly, ran to retrieve the soul to load the bullet, but after taking a few steps he came back to his senses and presented the second booklet.

Yuki instinctively took it, opened it, and then looked up in astonishment at Zhang Jin's back.

This is actually Zhang Jin and Li Mo'an's player panel table, containing all their traits, skills, and items.

Spirit Particle Absorption, Spirit Particle Reshaping, Soul-Seizing Spear.

Danger perception, Cicada-Wing Flying Sword, Biological Exchange.

Both of them are strong. On paper, Zhang Jin is about the same level as himself, while Li Mo'an is slightly weaker than Hayasaka Ai.

Zhang Jin, in particular, was thought by everyone to be a 'gunman,' but it turns out that this guy was too insidious. It turns out that his core skill was to shape soul energy into all sorts of things, even more ingenious than Demon Possession.

Then Yuki understood why he was able to maintain his rationality in the arena: it was because of a special item called [Thinker's Domain], which could eliminate emotions such as fanaticism and impulsiveness within a certain range.

"They even showed me the color of their underwear. With that kind of decisiveness, no wonder they're respected by the players."

Yuki the form to ashes, immediately incorporated the two people's skills into his plan, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

With his soul energy at its peak, Zhang Jin was completely convinced, and all the conditions were met.

Three hours.

He glanced at his watch, then looked up into the distance.

The city suddenly fell silent. The commotion from the battle hadn't attracted the attention of the Cult members, who were clearly too preoccupied to care about Two-Gun Zhang.

The beast's footsteps are approaching; they must retreat and hand the arena over to the true protagonist.

The timing was just right. Any earlier, and the Cult would have endlessly obstructed them; any later, and the apostles would have realized something was wrong and come to investigate themselves.

It's a false sense of being able to wait for the enemy to tire themselves out; instead, it's about passively facing a battle according to a script set by others.

This truly embodies the strategy of waiting in comfort for the enemy to tire themselves out, shedding one's skin like a cicada shedding its shell, and taking advantage of the chaos to fish in troubled waters. It's like sharpening one's spear before battle, accumulating all the conditions for victory.

Now we'll see how powerful Adam is.

Without further hesitation, Yuki took a step forward.

"Hayasaka, are you ready?"

Hearing a familiar female voice on the other end of the Spirit Particle Communicator, Hayasaka Ai subconsciously looked behind her.

"Ready."

"Then move toward Adam and prepare to rendezvous with me."

"Good."

The black barrier moved forward, meeting Adam's relentless advance. The mere few kilometers were negligible, even less useful than the last golden mask.

"Take the initiative to fight?" Zhang Jin a low voice, feeling a little nervous.

"Yeah, I don't want the Cult members to just walk away. By the way, don't use that 'Thinker's Domain' of yours carelessly; it might come in very handy." Yuki smoothed his hair, not believing that they had to wait until time ran out before starting a fight to the death. There's no such thing as a dogmatic approach to things in this world.

Yuki a deep breath, quickened his pace, and stepped over the ruins towards the direction of the Night Domain. Zhang Jin stealthily behind him, and they were soon discovered by members of the Cult during their retreat.

For a moment, the Cult was also somewhat undecided.

The Apostle ordered them to retreat and protect the altar, but also said he would eliminate the third group of seeds to prevent them from interfering in the championship battle.

"Ignore them, chase after them." This hesitation was exactly what Yuki wanted. He leaped across the rooftops, moving in a straight line, silently counting down the duration of his domain.

At the crossroads ahead, the domain is moving. The main body of the Night Domain is a belt that can move with the user. A huge circular black curtain is 'devouring' the surrounding thousands of square meters.

At this point, it would have been the best time to intercept them, but no one was there to stop them. With a loud 'boom,' the apartment building, which was several meters high, collapsed.

Adam was also filled with anticipation; such a huge lump was rushing towards him, and he was so excited that his brain was trembling.

The Night Domain has been completely transformed and exploited. It can not only manipulate people's mentality and fish in troubled waters, but also, due to its vast area, can cover pre-battle arrangements.

From the west of the city, Adam, like a ferocious beast, charged forward, leaving behind a trail of ruins, and was about to blast the last golden-masked figure to death.

In the east of the city, a massive night sky was moving in the opposite direction, causing little damage; its sheer size was what drew attention to it.

In the south of the city, amidst the clash of two highly anticipated powerhouses, Yuki and Zhang Jin were inconspicuous. Moreover, being both agile players, the Cult members who came to stop them couldn't catch up at all.

It's impossible to block them from the front; that's the center of the collision between the two 'giant beasts.' At this moment, besides the apostles, who is qualified to stand in the middle?

The two cities converge in the city center, but just a dozen seconds before the convergence, pre-battle planning had already begun.

Kaguya Shinomiya broke free of the area and hid on the rooftop. She didn't even need to maneuver; she only needed to stop under the cover of night.

As he looked up and around, searching for suitable sniping positions, his eyes suddenly froze, and he instantly forgot his tension.

Another 'self' was running quickly past on the road, holding a knife in one hand, her long dress stained with blood, but the expression on her face was not quite the same as her own ice sculpture appearance.

It was a colder, purer killing intent, mixed with absolute confidence in one's own strength.

This pervert dared to impersonate me...

For some reason, Kaguya actually smiled and deftly pressed the button on the Spirit Particle Communicator.

"Moon Bow in position."

Yuki subconsciously looked up and saw the girl holding a longbow. He wondered why she was smiling, but there was no time to think about it now.

Four.

"Hayasaka, stop, take off your mask." Yuki plunged into the night and pressed his hand to his face.

Three.

The two removed the Fool's Mask almost simultaneously, as if Shift Form, Swap Shadow back to their original forms.

Two.

As the Night Domain reached its Limit, the enormous 'eggshell' began to crumble. At the same time, a tall building in front of it was Piercer through the middle, and a mangled corpse shot towards it like a cannonball.

One.

Boom!

Yuki stopped, his legs digging into the ground like javelins, and half a step ahead was a crater several meters deep, created by the corpse.

As darkness fell, he stood at the front of the line, with Zhang Jin, Li Mo'an, Hayasaka Ai, and Kaguya Shinomiya in the next row. Everyone looked up at the same time.

Not far away, a six-unit residential building had a large hole cut out in the middle, making it transparent on both sides. A tall, strong, bald man was squatting in the middle of the hole.

He was covered in wounds, the remaining fragments reminding everyone that he had worn heavy armor. He looked as if he had been pulled from a pool of blood, his whole body appearing red.

His legs and feet gleamed with a metallic sheen, somewhat like the 'Armless' Yuki had fought before, seemingly forcibly attached. In his hands he held two halberds and a large axe that appeared out of nowhere, their blades pockmarked and uneven, suggesting they were not treated with any care.

Adam also saw Yuki and the others. He showed no hesitation, nor any sense of unease or apprehension. He simply grinned, revealing a mouthful of teeth like steel needles.

Good news: Adam has been through a bloody battle, without a moment's rest, and his strength has been truly exhausted.

The bad news was that he exuded an overwhelming sense of oppression. Not only Zhang Jin nervous, but Hayasaka Ai's face turned deathly pale, unable to describe the Adam before her.

This is a monster disguised as a human. His sole purpose in existence is to fight, slaughter, and crush any opponent who can stand in his way, until he reaches the pinnacle of 'the strongest'.

Yuki's expression remained unchanged; the moment his eyes met Adam's, he knew the answer.

Why did it cross over from another instance? Why did it lose control? Why is it so persistent with me?

It's very simple; Adam simply sensed a step and wanted to step over it.

How absurd! I've become a stepping stone for no reason. He's clearly much better than me, so why does he want to step on me?