Chapter 89

Perhaps sensing that Yuki had escaped the attack range, the giant serpent finally stopped moving, its aged head emerging from the top, looking down and instantly seeing the Tyrant whose gun was still smoking.

Before it could finish off the weakened old player, the Tyrant turned and ran without a word. After a moment's hesitation, it felt its tail being swallowed again.

Yuki was sent flying, but upon landing, he immediately launched a counterattack, slashing horizontally with his longsword from several meters away.

Soul energy, full power output!

A crescent-shaped 'sword aura' surged from the blade, severing the tail, reaping the demon's soul, and then retreating swiftly.

Call--

A pale arm swept across immediately, but Yuki had already moved out of range, a look of excitement flashing across his face.

This energy can be released outwards, capable of killing from a distance, and the released energy can be replenished from within itself.

"We still need to kill him first."

Dean Fukawa immediately abandoned the Tyrant, since as long as Yuki was eliminated, the remaining players would have no chance to resist.

Empty eye sockets immediately locked onto the other person. This bastard turned and ran after making a slash, extremely cunning.

You can't escape!

There was no need to turn around; its tail instantly transformed into its head, like a bizarre insect, chasing after the enemy with its four arms moving rapidly.

It was incredibly fast; even Yuki, Demon Possession and with enhanced legs, couldn't outrun it. Turning his head, he saw this enormous creature rampaging wildly.

The ferocity was visible to the naked eye; it crushed and sent flying everything in its path, including cars, walls, and ponds. But once they left the hospital building, at least they didn't have to worry about the other party causing any spatial disturbances.

They ran and chased, quickly arriving at the side of the hospital building, the distance between them closing to within a hundred meters. Yuki, who was almost a blur, twitched at the corner of his eye.

Swish!

The earth churned ahead, and a pale arm stretched out, clenched behind its back, slapping at him.

Is he using this trick again?

Not only was it ferocious, but it was also cunning; this was clearly an example of extending its arm Extreme Speed through the soil during a pursuit.

Yuki was blocked in his way. He heard a rumbling sound approaching from behind, but he didn't panic or try to cut off the arm that was as thick as a normal person's waist. He simply pressed his earpiece.

"You really think I'm the only player?"

"Underfoot."

"Left side."

"Behind."

Without a second thought, Yuki followed the instructions and dodged continuously. Sure enough, one pale arm after another emerged from the soil. Some claws were as sharp as knives, and some hands were incredibly large, but none of them hit him.

Why can't I catch it?

Dean Fukawa was also puzzled. Did the other party have X-ray vision? He scanned the surroundings 360 degrees and saw a girl standing on the wall in the distance.

Shiina Hiyori seemed to have entered a state of fascination, staring intently at Yuki without blinking. Under [Reality Reading], she could see the changes in the soil, which arched slightly before her arm broke through the ground.

A one-second warning is enough for Yuki now.

"What a hassle."

Dean Fukawa felt a surge of frustration. This powerless newcomer had managed to ruin his plans. He slowed his pursuit slightly and fired a pale, bony javelin at her.

Bang!

Gunshots rang out, Tyrant returned, raising his hand to shoot the skeletal javelin away, which grazed the girl's long silver hair.

In her Reality Reading state, with all her attention fully focused, Hiyori was so engrossed that she didn't even feel the javelin that was about to blow her head off, and she kept announcing the points in a gentle tone.

"We still need to deal with them first." Dean Fukawa changed his mind; at least these players seemed easier to kill.

It ceased its pursuit, instead using its pale arms to Yuki, trapping him within the 'dense forest,' while the faces on its skin turned toward Hiyori.

Mental Impact that will tear your soul apart!

Only Yuki has relatively high resistance to this move, and since the two are hundreds of meters apart, it's impossible for Yuki to teleport there instantly.

The man saw this but didn't panic; he simply clenched his fist.

Why do you think I would run away?

"Senior, detonate!"

An unseen entity set up an unseen array; before the Mental Impact could even be released, a mushroom cloud rose from the ground.

Boom!!!

Yuki couldn't calculate when the giant serpent would stop, but there's a saying...

As long as the coverage area is large enough, accuracy won't be an issue, and following the prompts...

Players are only prohibited from destroying the hospital building!

Flames dyed the sky red, and the Heat shockwaves swept across the earth, instantly obliterating the beautiful garden and covering the hospital's exterior with billowing dust.

Yuki, Hayasaka Ai, and Mai Sakurajima Mai's storage space wasn't just filled with clothes and cola; it was also crammed with explosives Yuki had borrowed from a demolition site. These things were useless inside the hospital, but in this garden, their destructive power was just right.

The first step is to find a way to lure you out of the building.

The second step is to leverage the power of the team to make you focus on one thing at a time.

Thirdly, the senior student, still under special circumstances, planted explosives as planned to cover the direction I was trying to escape.

Yuki brushed the dirt off his face, slowly rose in the Heat, fishy wind, and with a twist of his wrist, his long sword flashed like a rainbow.

Fourth step, I'll take your life!

Chapter 41, the end!

Rumble--

A thunderclap from a clear sky stirred up countless dust particles, which spread in all directions, only to be bounced back upon hitting an invisible barrier.

The city outside the wall looked like a game texture; all the anomalies were confined to the hospital area, making the dust even thicker, to the point where you could hardly see your hand in front of your face.

'Nothing can get out except the player?'

Yuki's eyes flickered. This was the second use of the explosion; he wasn't naive enough to kill the giant snake on the spot.

"That makes things much easier."

He gripped his sword, severed the arm blocking his way, and steadily advanced.

A huge shadow swayed in the dust. The explosion was powerful, but it was far from fatal to this massive body. It was riddled with holes, its skin melting away like wax, and its faces dissolving to reveal countless heads and limbs underneath.

Dean Fukawa was somewhat dazed by the explosion. He had intended to start by killing the weaker players, but instead, he was hit hard first. Being Directed Demolition was no pleasant experience, even though Mai Sakurajima hadn't mastered the technique enough and hadn't concentrated most of her energy.

He's here.

There was no time to think it through; the feeling of being cut off came again, and the man was rapidly approaching, causing the dean to change his decision once more.

Be careful of all players; he might just be feinting.

With the sound of intestinal peristalsis, the severed arm grew back, splitting like tree branches, becoming more numerous and twisted.

Ugh--

The dust was swept away, revealing a figure wielding Chainsaw Sword. The figure rolled with incredible agility, the chainsaw cutting deep gashes into the ground.

Should we switch to heavy weapons?

That's to be expected, given its enormous size; how long would it take to cut it with a toothpick-like longsword?

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The frenzied smashing sent Yuki tumbling back and forth, but Dean Fukawa focused half his attention on his surroundings.

It can not only be observed with the naked eye, but also, like a thermal imaging detector, see through dust to detect a player circling around it at high speed.

That blonde girl? Or perhaps that unseen woman?

The Death Knell left a deep impression on it, and Mai Sakurajima's explosion was even more powerful. If it were to happen again, it wouldn't be able to withstand the drain.

Yuki's tactic of taking one step forward and two steps back aroused suspicion. Having just suffered a loss, Dean Fukawa dared not crush him with all his might, and instead retracted his head back into his body.

The most important thing now is to avoid making mistakes and not give players a chance to deliver a fatal blow. Whoever loses their temper first will die.

'This monster, he's a coward, isn't he?'

Yuki also dared not advance rashly. He couldn't withstand the death roll at all, and the repeatedly striking 'branch' retreated with each blow, not giving him the chance to 'absorb yin to replenish yang'.

There are only ten minutes left; I can't afford to waste any more time with him.

Time was ultimately on the other side's side. The man stopped retreating, gripped his greatsword tightly, and began a counter-charge.

I couldn't resist any longer!

Dean Fukawa was overjoyed. Since chasing would involve stepping on landmines, why not just stand still and wait for the enemy to rush up and fight to the death?

The time left for this constraint is certainly running out.

The split arm slammed down repeatedly, like a jab, to maintain the distance between them, but this time Yuki was extremely reckless, slashing back and forth with his Chainsaw Sword to clear a path, slicing limbs into pieces.

He wasn't fast, and he was somewhat disheveled when attacked. He didn't use the swirling gray-red mist to withstand the attack, but instead approached step by step like a head-on collision.

Fifty meters, forty-five meters, thirty meters.

A massive shadow began to envelop his body; the side effects of the Chainsaw Sword made his face contort in a ferocious expression as he launched a fearless charge.

He's lost his mind! An opportunity!

Originally being closely pursued and secretly observed, Dean Fukawa suddenly moved like a tiger, leaping forward and pressing down with his massive body. Then, as if suffering from ADHD, his entire body began to convulse uncontrollably.

Death roll, let's see how you snipe now!

Bang bang bang...

The four arms, already split into tree branches, unleashed a series of afterimages. Yuki was able to block twice at first, but gradually he began to tire and was sent flying backward.

You think you can lure me into a trap? No way!

Boom!!

The giant mouth slammed into the mud almost next to the man's side. Yuki wanted to retreat again, but he suddenly looked down and a pair of arms as thick as an ordinary person's gripped his ankle. His pupils contracted, and then he looked up again.

The 'wall' in front of them writhed and bounced over as if it had no bones.

Bang!

Take off on the spot, Yuki flew towards the wall, bouncing several times in the mud. Even so, he stopped his momentum as if he felt no pain, knelt on one knee, and raised his head once again.

A foul wind swept across their faces, but Dean Fukawa would not waste this opportunity. The giant serpent swept through the dust, stretching Abyss Grade abyssal maw to its Limit, and even so, its body continued to writhe in the air.

Are you not even giving them a chance?

The man forced himself to his feet and threw the Chainsaw Sword, now at its Limit, away.

Overload Mode. Storm Cut.

The greatsword plunged deep into the giant serpent's mouth, sending countless blades flying in all directions, instantly cutting and drawing blood, leaving the mouth full of wounds.

This attack was nothing, but Dean Fukawa's face froze instantly.

Wrong!

The blades shattered many demon cores without leaving any blind spots, yet there was no feeling of having one's soul devoured.

There are two possibilities. The first is that the opponent's skill duration has expired, and they will no longer have similar abilities. But the fight has only been going on for a few minutes, how could it be over already?

So there's another possibility...

Thump.

His arm extended and plunged into the ground, slowing his massive body like a brake. Zhang Qing's head appeared on his back, and with a muffled 'bang,' a man shrouded in gray-red mist was above him.

Against a backdrop of a full moon, Yuki is falling, his long sword glowing red.

Aside from the different weapons they were holding, these were two identical people, but Zhang Qing didn't need to think about it at all.

This is the real him!

Using dust to obscure vision, employing companions as bait, and then launching a fatal attack—it must be said, this was a remarkably meticulous plan.

"Sorry, I was careful too!"

Zhang Qing revealed a painful and twisted smile, locked his eyes on his opponent, and simply activated his special ability.