A dozen or so seconds later, Mu You and Cola were the only ones left alive on the rooftop.
Mu You hastily gathered the loot the two had dropped. Without time to inspect it, he hurried to the edge of the building and looked down.
By then, the battle below was also becoming clear.
Of the twenty-three people, only twelve remained alive.
Four of those had deserted out of fear of the killing god's might, scattering in terror.
But police sirens could already be faintly heard on the distant streets. The police were almost here, and reinforcements from the other Dragon Group experts were presumably close as well. These people would have a hard time escaping.
Eight had yet to flee, and they were quite united. The two highest-level players, one level fifteen and the other level fourteen, stepped forward and desperately held off the Blood Emperor, creating an opportunity for their teammates.
The other six seemed to have located their target. Five were sprinting in a certain direction, while the last took a detour into a side street. Judging by his direction, though, he was not trying to flee but preparing to cut someone off.
Mu You followed the direction the five were running and, sure enough, spotted a small figure fleeing rapidly in the distance.
The figure wore a somewhat dirty cloth garment and was only a level-three player, but he had an absurd number of lifesaving items. The magical effects of invisibility, movement, and shields flashed over him in succession. Even five high-level players pursuing him together simply could not catch him.
But he was only level three, after all. No matter how many items he had, they would run out sooner or later.
Seeing this, Mu You had no time to keep watching. He immediately picked