"Team leader!"
Anthony's teammates were stunned.
The captain was killed in one shot?
"Get hidden!"
"What are you standing there for, sniper? Fire back!"
The scene was chaotic, with chickens flying and dogs running amok.
Without a leader, the team's command structure is in serious trouble. No one can step up and lead the team, and all sorts of voices are mixed up and chaotic.
Lancelot calmly pulled the trigger again and again; the whistling bullets were like the scythe of God of Death, eliminating contestants one after another.
Some people even jumped off the bridge in an attempt to escape into the sea, only to be shot dead mid-air.
In just one minute, the entire team was eliminated.
On the high ground to the left and right, Jilong and the others, who were watching the steel arch bridge, were dumbfounded.
"Wow, the captain's sniping skills are amazing! We didn't even have a chance to fire."
"Yeah, all these guys were held off by the captain alone from 400 meters away. They couldn't even score any points," someone said, quite frustrated.
Jilong immediately reprimanded, "This team is just an appetizer. More and more people will come in the future, and you won't be shortchanged in points."
Upon hearing this, the man gave an awkward laugh and said nothing more.
At that moment, Lancelot said into the communicator, "Don't worry, I'm familiarizing myself with the Newton heavy sniper rifle's specific performance. I'll bring over some weaker competitors later."
"Long live the captain!" the crowd cheered.
Anthony's team was eliminated cleanly, and since only Lancelot made a move, it didn't cause much of a stir.
After that, teams or lone wolves stepped onto the steel arch bridge.
Lancelot unleashed his full firepower, Newton heavy sniper rifle and the Mk18 Sniper Rifle in turn, eliminating one contestant after another.
Jilong and the others on both sides also reaped the benefits, each of them gaining a considerable number of points. The team atmosphere was electric, and the visible gains boosted morale.
At this point, some contestants finally realized what was happening and started shouting in the public channel.
Yilaimi: "Attention everyone, a small team is blocking the steel arch bridge connecting Holy Wing Island and Silver Serpent Island. Dozens of contestants have already been eliminated. Their firepower is extremely fierce, and they may have electromagnetic sniper rifles."
Alice: "I noticed that too. The two vanguard members we sent out were both at the upper level of the Tier Three, but they were taken down with just two shots. That person's sniping skills were extremely high, and the firearm's power was beyond what gunpowder weapons could possess; it was most likely an electromagnetic sniper rifle."
Oudia: "Our team is heading to the steel arch bridge soon. Anyone interested in joining us, please contact me."
Vivian: "Count me in! I'm a lone wolf, a gunner!"
Chelsea: "+1, Composite Ability Energy, Potential A."
The contestants weren't fools; they quickly realized something was wrong, and after probing that Lancelot's side was too strong for either side to handle, they decisively chose to unite.
Soon, a large team of over a hundred people gathered on the other side of the steel arch bridge.
Among them, there is one S-level potential Ability Energy, six A-level, and the rest are all B-level, with no C-level individuals.
By this stage, the already limited number of C-level potential individuals have been almost entirely eliminated.
Even Cole was eliminated two days ago.
This S-class potential user is named Koreen, a psychic Ability Energy who can use telekinesis to manipulate matter and unleash high-intensity psychic shockwaves.
His mental power possesses death properties, capable of reducing the cellular activity of opponents and permanently diminishing their vitality—an extremely vicious ability.
Therefore, this guy was nicknamed "Hand of Death".
In the world of Transcendent beings, strength reigns supreme.
Koreen is the strongest and has the greatest potential. Although he is not well-liked, he still serves as the temporary leader of the hundred-man group.
Looking at the vast, dark mass of elite Transcendent behind him, Koreen felt a surge of pride and ambition.
If he can lead these people to decisively and efficiently resolve the team blocking the bridge on the other side, he has a good chance of winning over a large number of contestants.
In this way, the strength of their team can be increased by at least one time, or even several times.
With this in mind, Koreen's fighting spirit intensified, and he waved his hand, saying, "Let's go!"
After saying that, Koreen took the lead and stepped out.
Although he is a psychic ability Ability Energy, he is not fragile at all.
Koreen's physical defenses aren't strong, but his regenerative abilities are abnormal.
Even if a vital point is hit, it can slowly recover thanks to its powerful vitality.
According to official speculation, once he reaches High-Rank Transcendent, even if his head is shattered, it will be able to regenerate on its own.
This is why Koreen's Ability Energy for superpowers ranks among the top in the S-class.
"Rocket launchers, mortars, drones, get ready. Don't skimp on ammunition. Give them a saturation bombardment of the enemy bunkers. Ignore the high ground on both sides; that sniper with the electromagnetic sniper rifle is the real threat."
As soon as he stepped onto the steel arch bridge, Koreen gave the order decisively.
His strategy was very clear: suppress Lancelot, and if he couldn't kill him, he would at least prevent him from firing. Once hundreds of contestants swarmed in, no matter who you were, even Edward, who was in first place, would have to flee in panic.
As Koreen gave the order, drones carrying bombs took off, and three mortars and four grenade launchers opened fire, shells whistling through the sky and heading towards the bunker.
Finally, there were rockets, and several Ability Energy with Physical Enhancement abilities, who threw high-explosive grenades, flashbangs, and smoke bombs with their bare hands.
In an instant, a barrage of various ranged attacks rained down on the bunker.
The explosions continued incessantly, smoke and dust filled the air, and flashes of bright light occasionally stung the eyes.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Koreen led his men in a rapid and unstoppable advance.
However, before they could advance even a hundred meters, the God of Death shuttle-shaped armor-piercing bullets descended, not from the bunker, but from the high ground on their left.
The contestants aren't stupid; is Lancelot just an idiot?
He's a living, breathing person, not a rigid machine.
After discovering that the opposing contestants were showing signs of teamwork, he quietly withdrew from the bunker and went to the high ground where Jilong was located, where he set up his sniper rifle.
As for the bunker, Nilu temporarily took over, firing a few shots every now and then to confuse the enemy.
After the saturation bombing began, Nilu cunningly hid behind the blast door.
This cylindrical bunker has strong defensive capabilities, and all the ammunition used in the retesting phase has been treated. It looks impressive, but its destructive power is average. It is simply impossible to destroy the bunker directly.
That's why Nilu was willing to accept the mission; otherwise, even if it were Lancelot's order, he would still ignore it.
Essentially, everyone is just a participant, and the teams are only temporarily formed; it's not like we're in a disciplined army.
When there's profit to be made, everyone's a good friend.
If there's no profit to be made, what are you talking about?
The shuttle-shaped armor-piercing round traveled over 700 Duomi and accurately hit a sniper in the head, eliminating him instantly.
After that, a series of muffled gunshots, carrying an inexplicable sense of authority, echoed across the sky.
With each gunshot, a contestant was eliminated.
Lancelot fired very quickly, alternating between three sniper rifles, unleashing at least 30 rounds in ten seconds.
With the support of the electromagnetic field, even bullets fired from the Mk10 Sniper Rifle possess considerable power.
The terrifying firepower stunned Koreen. He had never seen a sniper like this before, who single-handedly provided the firepower of five or six people, practically dominating the entire battlefield.
"Koreen, what do we do now?"
A burly, A-level Ability Energy, hiding behind an alloy shield, charged forward while shouting.
"What else can we do? Charge over and take him down!" Koreen gritted his teeth. At this point, no tactics were of any use. The team had long since scattered, and a group of people rushed towards the other side of the bridge like headless flies.
The number of people decreases significantly after each step forward.
After passing the middle section, even more intense firepower came.
It was Jilong and others.
The two sides engaged in fierce combat, exchanging firepower.
The hundred-man group clearly had the advantage, but they were intimidated by Lancelot and dared not aim carefully, resulting in extremely poor accuracy.
Jilong and Xiluo, on the other hand, were much more consistent, shooting accurately and performing well, taking down one competitor after another.
Nilu returned to the top of the bunker. Instead of using a sniper rifle, he set up a multi-barreled heavy machine gun. A flush appeared on his handsome face, and he opened fire.
The bullets formed a long whip, lashing wildly at the dwindling number of the hundred-man group, working in perfect coordination with the high ground on both sides.
"Damn it, once I get over there, I'll make you bastards pay!" Koreen's anger surged, and the contestants around him were also tense, their eyes burning with rage.
Being pinned down on this exposed bridge, they were filled with negative emotions that desperately needed to be released.
Closer, closer...
Finally, the group of 100, with only 30 people remaining, crossed the deadly 800 meters of the steel arch bridge.
They immediately split into three teams and angrily rushed toward the high ground and bunkers on both sides.
On the high ground to the left, Lancelot put away his sniper rifle, its barrel glowing red-hot, and fired continuously. The electromagnetic coil enveloping the two Mk18 Sniper Rifle caused them to be damaged by the extremely high temperature, bringing them to the brink of being unusable.
The Newton is a bit better, but I reckon it won't be usable after another twenty or thirty bullets.
Lancelot didn't feel sorry for her.
High-speed shooting comes at a high cost, but the rewards are equally great.
In this wave, he alone eliminated more than forty contestants, causing his score to skyrocket.
From over 30th place, it has jumped to 13th place now, and is not far from the top ten.
"You guys continue with ranged attacks, leave the close combat to me!" Lancelot tightened his grip on his gauntlets, gave the order, and then a flash of lightning streaked beneath his feet before he vanished from the spot.
"Haha, you damned dogs who blocked the bridge, prepare to die!" A burly man carrying a shield charged forward, laughing wildly, his excitement overflowing.
However, the next moment, a black combat boot wrapped in lightning descended from the sky and slammed directly into the alloy shield.
A piercing, teeth-grinding sound rang out as the shield folded 90 degrees in the middle, its terrifying kinetic energy propelling the burly man dozens of meters through the air.
"Huh? This scene looks familiar?" Jilong muttered to himself from behind. Suddenly, he felt a chill run down his spine. He turned around and saw Laurent's murderous expression. Then, remembering something, he gave an awkward smile and fell silent.
"Thunder Demon!!"
Koreen and the others came to an abrupt halt.
It stopped ten meters in front of Lancelot.
The dozen or so people had uncertain expressions, and most of them were slowly retreating, waiting for an opportunity to leave.
They truly hadn't expected that the one blocking the bridge would be the recently infamous Lancelot, the Thunder Demon. Had they known this, they would have run away the moment he charged over, and would never have come for revenge.
Koreen was also feeling uneasy. In the past two days, two S-class opponents had already fallen to Lancelot, and both were defeated swiftly. He really didn't have much confidence against such an opponent, not to mention that the two were only ten meters apart.
"We admit defeat this time, how about letting us retreat?" Koreen said in a deep voice.
"Oh? Give me a reason." Lancelot said, arms crossed, looking down from a hilltop.
"Among the dozen or so of us, the weakest is at least at the upper Tier Three. If a battle breaks out, can you guarantee you'll win? Even if you do win, you'll at least be severely injured. Don't forget, my Ability Energy can weaken your life force!" Koreen said, raising his hand to release strands of almost tangible, jet-black psychic power. An aura of death permeated the air, and the contestants behind him involuntarily took a step back, their faces filled with fear.
"Heh~" Lancelot let out a cryptic chuckle. Koreen didn't understand what he meant, but soon he saw streaks of blue lightning dancing wildly across the man's body.
"It seems you've chosen to be our enemy!" Koreen's voice was deep and resonant; if battle was inevitable, he would not back down.
"To be enemies? You overestimate yourselves!"
After saying that, Lancelot's figure slowly disappeared, leaving only an afterimage.
"So fast! Watch out!" Koreen's pupils suddenly contracted, and death psychic power surged out, instantly filling an area of dozens of meters in radius.
"Ah..."
A scream rang out, followed by a figure shooting backward from the black mist.
"Run! We're no match for him!" Someone's will was broken, and he screamed as he tried to Escape, but a diamond-shaped metal piece crackling with electricity shot out and pinned him to the ground.
Tick-tock~
Cold sweat trickled down his temples. The surrounding silence made Koreen realize that all the men he had brought had been dealt with.
"This strength... is definitely no weaker than those six monsters, absolutely!" Koreen roared in his heart.
The black mist churned like clouds as Lancelot emerged. With each step he took, the pitch-black, viscous mist slowly retreated, as if intimidated by his majesty and daring not to advance.
"Spare me, and I'll serve you!" Koreen chose to bow his head. He didn't want to be eliminated so early. As for the dignity of an S-class character? In front of this monster, he didn't feel ashamed to surrender.
"I refuse!"
Lancelot shook his head, then slowly raised his hand, which was wrapped in dense electricity, lowered his center of gravity, and slightly bent his legs—this was an offensive stance.
"Why?" Koreen asked, puzzled. "I can help you with many things."
"No need!" Lancelot said, and then approached like a ghost.
Koreen gritted his teeth and unleashed a maximum-powered psychic attack, veins bulging on his forehead, his expression ferocious.
"Even if I'm eliminated, you won't get away with it, Hand of Death!" Koreen roared, manipulating his telekinesis to create a five- or six-meter-long ghostly claw, which slammed down fiercely.
Lancelot remained calm and composed. He moved with light steps, his figure elusive and swift as a ghost, like a phantom. Although the ghostly claw was fast, he completely dodged it.
However, the diffused dark thoughts were quite troublesome, some of which seeped into his body. But after Lancelot activated Absolute Focus, the force generated by the oscillation and wriggling of his cells directly expelled the dark thoughts through his pores.
Meanwhile, Lancelot had already arrived behind Koreen.
"Defeat!"
Bang!
A hand crackling with electricity slammed into Koreen's back, the current coursing through his body, leaving him stunned and paralyzed.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lancelot unleashed a flurry of punches, as fast as a shooting star, delivering dozens of blows in the blink of an eye. Accompanied by a piercing alarm, Koreen was eliminated.
Lancelot was pleasantly surprised when he glanced at the points ranking displayed on his wrist device.
After eliminating players including Koreen, his score has officially moved into the top ten.
Moreover, it surpassed the tenth place and reached the ninth place.
"Blocking the bridge is still the fastest way to divide the spoils! Keep it up!"
With that thought in mind, Lancelot moved swiftly and lunged towards the bunker.
Unexpectedly, the contestants had already scattered like birds and beasts.
"It seems my identity can't be hidden anymore," Lancelot thought to himself, feeling a little disappointed.
Knowing that it was Thunder Demon who was blocking the bridge, even more contestants will gather next time.
"Captain, these are all the weapons and equipment we've captured. Our firepower can be boosted again." Jilong looked at the various weapons laid out on the ground, his expression excited.
The hundred-man squad was almost completely wiped out, leaving behind a large amount of equipment.
Lancelot selected two sniper rifles, one of which was no less powerful Newton. Unfortunately, he still didn't have an electromagnetic sniper rifle.
"Each of you select the appropriate weapon and continue blocking the bridge!"
"Yes!"
Meanwhile, as several surviving members of the 100-person team announced the news of the Thunder Demon blocking the bridge, the public channel became lively once again.
Wind Demon: "I was wondering why Thunder Demon's points skyrocketed, jumping from over 30th to 9th place. Turns out he went to block the bridge."
Rebecca: "Well done! You truly live up to the name ' Thunder Demon.' This style of doing things is quite demonic, I love it!"
Selina: "The little babies on Holy Wing Island are in for a rough time. There's a tough guy waiting for you ahead. Feel the love of a loving father!"
Minsk: "Speaking of which, three S-class heroes have already fallen to Thunder Demon, right? Could his combat power really have reached monster level?"
Millie: "Whatever, it has nothing to do with us small fry. Only the big shots need to care about this."
Minsk: "Don't say that. What if we run into one of these guys? Every additional monster-level monster is a disaster for us ordinary people!"
Time flies, and two days have passed in the blink of an eye.
As the playing field shrinks, the competition venue becomes smaller and smaller, resulting in a greater number of participants arriving at Holy Wing Island.
However, the only way to the central area was blocked by Lancelot and his men.
Given the significant profits from blocking the bridge, even more contestants from behind came over, wanting to Lancelot's side.
After careful consideration, Lancelot selected thirty people to join his group.
The team size has surged to over forty.
The firepower became even more ferocious.
In the past two days, the participants on the other side have launched several large-scale attacks, but all have failed and been repelled, resulting in heavy casualties.
Lancelot has climbed to 7th place in the standings, only a few thousand points away from the top six.
"Captain, aren't we going to retreat? The brothers are all exhausted." Jilong, who had dark circles under his eyes and looked noticeably thinner, came over and asked.
"We'll retreat after this final wave!" Lancelot replied.
After two days of intense offensive and defensive battles, he was the one who suffered the most in terms of energy and physical strength, and he didn't close his eyes even once.
If he hadn't mastered Cellular-Level Force Exertion, allowing him to mobilize every ounce of his body's strength, he would have collapsed long ago.
Now that I've accumulated enough points, and with the circle shrinking soon, it's time to retreat.
However, before retreating, Lancelot planned to make one last big profit and try to break into the top six.
Having received Lancelot's permission, Jilong returned with a beaming smile.
Upon learning that this was the last time they would block the bridge, everyone's morale soared.
This time, not only Lancelot, but everyone else also gained a great deal.
Take Jilong for example, they've already climbed into the top 3,000 in the standings.
Keep in mind, he was only ranked 14,000th before.
Two days of bridge blockage resulted in a jump of 11,000 people.
Of course, not everyone was eliminated during this process.
Twenty-three people, including Mindoro, were eliminated.
Some were taken away by long-range fire from the opposite bank, while others were assassinated by assassins who sneaked up from the shadows.
Currently, excluding Lancelot, there are 25 people left.
"I wonder how many will be left after the final battle," Lancelot sighed.
After spending two days together, we've developed some feelings for each other.
He certainly didn't want these people to be eliminated, but it was beyond his control.
No one knows whether an accident or tomorrow will come first.
In the dense forest, a dozen or so girls gathered together. The one leading them was a girl who was only about 1.5 meters tall, with pigtails, a clear and fair face, and was very cute.
Annie the Fire Melter, ranked 4th on the leaderboard, is suspected to be an SS-level Ability Energy, specializing in Energy Manipulation, and possesses extremely strong abilities.
"Ugh, why is that annoying Thunder Demon still blocking the way? I thought he'd only be here for half a day or a day before leaving." Annie pouted as she looked across the street through her binoculars.
"Annie, should we charge in?" a busty, mature woman carrying an electromagnetic sniper rifle asked.
Glancing at the somewhat dazzling mass of flesh above, Annie subtly shifted her gaze, cleared her throat, and said, "You don't need to help. I'll handle it myself. Firearms are useless against me!"
"Alright, then be careful!" The mature woman shrugged and didn't stop her.
They knew their captain's abilities all too well and weren't worried about her safety at all.
Some on the public channel speculated that Lancelot's strength had reached monster level, a view that Annie's teammates always scoffed at.
Only by encountering monster-level creatures can one truly understand their power.
Such a person doesn't just appear out of nowhere.
"I'm off!" Annie waved her little hand, jumped out of the jungle, and ran towards the steel arch bridge.
The contestants gathered on the opposite bank quickly noticed this scene.
"Who is that little girl? She dares to cross the bridge all by herself, isn't she afraid of being eliminated?" someone asked in surprise.
A fellow contestant exclaimed in surprise, "You don't recognize her? How out of touch are you? This is Annie, the Fire Melter, one of the six monsters. Don't let her cute appearance fool you; she's terrifyingly powerful."
"The Fire Melter? It's her!" The man's pupils contracted.
"Great! With the Fire Melter making a move, the Thunder Demon will definitely have to flee in panic. We don't need to risk crossing the bridge anymore!" someone cheered.
Some hesitated, "Wasn't it said that Thunder Demon's strength had reached monstrous level? And he had teammates to help him. Can the Fire Melter handle it alone?"
"Rumors are just rumors. Those six monsters are officially certified; how could they be fake? Just wait and see, we'll soon find out."
"The Fire Melter..." Lancelot narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked through the scope at Annie, who was skipping across the bridge.
Bang!
An armor-piercing bullet burst from the muzzle and struck Annie directly in the chest.
However, to Lancelot's astonishment, the bullet passed right through his chest without causing any harm.
The flesh and blood that had been covering his chest had transformed into a blazing fire.
"Energy Transformation!"
Lancelot said, enunciating each word clearly.