Shima Jiro was utterly stunned when he found himself bounced back.
What was going on? This shouldn't have happened. He had never used a Lifespan Contract, so this place shouldn't have restricted him. And why could those NPCs leave, while he, an Eighth Star Ring-class Longevity Family Player, couldn't? Wait, Longevity?
Shima Jiro realized something and jerked his head up toward Zhou Heng. At that glance, his hair stood on end. Countless arrows were hurtling toward him from every direction. With nowhere to dodge, he could only stop and swing his sword to cut down the incoming arrows. But it was already too late. There were too many.
Thwip!
An arrow struck him, instantly emptying his meager health bar. He turned into white light and returned to the Revival Platform to revive. The instant his body re-formed on the Revival Platform, before he could even make out his surroundings, he saw a cold glint shooting toward his neck.
"What... is this..." Shima Jiro was halfway through speaking when he felt himself flying, light as a feather. Then he saw his body growing farther and farther away, higher and higher. Only when a thud sounded did he realize that his head had been severed. "You... so you had everything planned out already... I should have... cut down all your arrows..."
Before he could finish, Shima Jiro fell silent and died for good. With his death, large quantities of silver coins spilled from his backpack, along with a scroll that looked somewhat different.
"Mine! The treasures are all mine!" Seeing resources spilling out here, the Beasts of Longevity surged toward the spot like creatures possessed. Zhou Heng acted decisively and picked up the unusual scroll, shooting the Beasts of Longevity that kept pouring toward him as he escaped their swelling numbers.
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