Chapter 2025

A large group of contractors charged forward in the corridor with unstoppable momentum. If contractors from other Paradises saw this scene, they would definitely be full of question marks and wonder: are these really Apocalypse Paradise contractors?

In fact, these were Apocalypse Paradise contractors who had been pushed to the edge.

Clang, clang, clang...

Su Xiao held his long blade horizontally, blocking a long sword, a high-tech battle scythe, and a magnetic rod.

"Blade Dao: Vibration."

Su Xiao's arm exerted force, and a strange force appeared on the long blade, shaking the three close-combat weapons away.

Boom!

An elemental ball exploded on Su Xiao's shoulder, but this didn't stop his movements in the slightest.

Clang, clang.

A cross-shaped slash appeared, and the three close-combat contractors charging at the front felt their vision go black, and then they knew nothing more.

As the three close-combat contractors fell, four people from the back stepped forward.

A war hammer wailed, smashing toward Su Xiao's head.

Su Xiao leaped backward lightly, sheathed his long blade, and assumed the starting stance for a draw-slash.

"Blade Dao: Kill."

A blood-colored chain of light slashed through, and the shattered war hammer fell to the ground. As for the contractor holding the war hammer, he had already been slashed to pieces.

Puchi!

A verdant alloy arrow embedded itself into Su Xiao's lower abdomen. As soon as the alloy arrow pierced in, it was grabbed by Su Xiao, who exerted force and pulled it straight out.

Blue Steel Shadow energy surged on the alloy arrow. The ranged glasses-wearing man more than ten meters away had just aimed his second arrow when Su Xiao already threw the alloy arrow in his hand.

The alloy arrow pierced through a layer of air, its spiral tail wings rotating. The next moment, the arrow tip pierced into the head of the ranged glasses-wearing man, and he fell to the ground without even a groan.

"Blade Dao: Time."

The long blade stabbed into the metal floor, a fluctuation spread, and Su Xiao disappeared from his original spot.

Blade light shone, and the two people charging at the front both felt a chill at their necks, followed by the world spinning.

The Apocalypse Paradise contractors charged one after another; only a small portion could exchange a few moves with Su Xiao, while most were slashed by him in an instant.

"Maximize... charging."

With a loud boom, Su Xiao's long blade had just been withdrawn from a contractor's neck when a massive force struck him from the front.

With a bang, Su Xiao hit the door of the captain's quarters. He landed in a half-squat and adjusted his neck as he stood up.

"This bastard... is he a tank?"

A girl with twin tails looked at the energy cannon in her hand, somewhat doubting whether she had actually hit the enemy just now.

Blood dripped down the corner of Su Xiao's mouth. He pressed down on his left shoulder, and with a crack, the somewhat dislocated bone was corrected.

Su Xiao slashed his long blade diagonally, shattering a bullet coming toward him. The fragmented shell bounced a few times in the metal corridor before landing, and the melee continued.

Ten minutes later, with a bang, a contractor flew out from the corner of the corridor. He stood up immediately, but after taking two steps, he realized something was wrong: his heart had stopped beating, or rather, it had been kicked to pieces by the enemy.

Nearly twenty contractors rushed past the heartless man; some had broken arms, others were carrying their own organs, their eyes full of terror.

After these twenty-plus contractors escaped the corner, the battle in the corridor subsided.

Inside the corridor, Su Xiao wiped the blood off his face, and the crystal layer on his vital torso cracked with a clatter, scattering to the ground.

Facts proved that Apocalypse Paradise contractors were not easy to deal with; these guys were too rich, with all kinds of epic-grade equipment and items emerging one after another.

Su Xiao could dodge one or two items, but if the quantity was too large, he could only take it head-on.

Lighting a cigarette, Su Xiao sat on a pile of corpses to rest; 47 minutes remained until the coordinates were generated.

And at the entrance of the corridor, the airlock door closed with a puchi sound.

Behind the airlock door.

"Survived, survived. I fought that monster... and survived. I think I even slashed him once!"

A burly man carrying a wide-bladed saber, with only one arm left, leaned against the metal wall, muttering to himself.

"Do you guys still dare to charge in a third time?"

Kulong, with a slash mark across his face and covered in blood, spoke. His strength was not weak; when fighting Su Xiao head-on, he had withstood a few slashes, not disgracing the name of a tank.

"Dare. If he doesn't die, we will."

A tough woman with short hair gritted her teeth.

"Maybe... we should calm down first."

The healing-type girl squatting in the corner said in a low voice. Just a moment ago, a blade flash had flown right over her head, giving her a buzz cut, which actually made her look somewhat foolishly cute.

"Everyone..."

Kulong was just about to boost morale when the steam door on the outside opened, and a man with naturally curly hair, looking somewhat sloppy, walked in.

"Is the enemy inside?"

The sloppy man lowered his eyelids, looking as if he hadn't woken up yet. His calm temperament attracted the gaze of all the contractors present.

At this time, Apocalypse Paradise had gathered 281 contractors; originally there were 329, but the previous wave of charging left 48 contractors forever in the corridor.

If it were a head-on confrontation in open terrain against 329 contractors, Su Xiao would be bombarded and killed by the enemy's concentrated fire within minutes, but the terrain of the C-shaped corridor meant he didn't have to worry about being besieged.

"Yes, inside."

Kulong was somewhat confused about the situation.

"Hmm, you've worked hard. Leave the rest to me," the sloppy man yawned and continued: "If I die, leave the contractor camp for now. The guy inside is not someone you should be dealing with."

The sloppy man opened the steam door.

"Wait, we'll assist you in charging in."

Kulong vaguely guessed something, but didn't say it directly.

"Thanks for your kindness, but I'm used to fighting alone. If others intervene, I won't be able to perform freely."

The sloppy man closed the airlock door. Ten-plus seconds later, a roar came from the corridor.

The battle lasted for a few minutes before subsiding. Kulong and the scar-faced man looked at each other and simultaneously pressed the airlock door identification device.

The airlock door opened. The corridor was very quiet. The sloppy man was leaning against the corner, one hand resting on his knee, blood dripping from his fingertips.

The second Battle Angel, killed in action.

Seeing the dead sloppy man, Kulong's heart went cold. Only one enemy was blocking the corridor, and they couldn't charge in at all. Victory was just tens of meters away, but also very far off.

"Is there anyone else who will charge in with me!"

Kulong's fists clenched, making a cracking sound. The scar-faced man didn't speak; death was certain either way, so he chose to fight.

281 contractors gathered again, still in the previous formation; this was the most effective and most likely formation to break through.

"This is the last time. If we don't succeed..."

Speaking of this, Kulong grinned. If they didn't succeed, they would die, and there would be no "after that."

"Everyone, get ready!"

Kulong took a deep breath, just as he was about to lead the charge into the corridor.

【Announcement: All contractors must evacuate the contractor camp within five minutes. If you disobey, you will be subject to forced execution.】

【Announcement: The omen mission has been lifted. There is no penalty for this mission.】

Once these two announcements came out, Kulong and the others were stunned. They had been slashed to the point of losing their way, and at such a time, the omen mission was actually lifted.

"Woo~"

A healing-type girl covered her mouth, crying with joy. She finally didn't have to challenge the god of slaughter in the corridor again. One person, one blade, and over 300 contractors couldn't charge in—this was no longer something a Tier 5 contractor could do.

It wasn't just the healing-type girl; others had similar feelings. Their feeling when fighting Su Xiao was like fighting the ultimate boss of a Tier 5 world; without a sufficiently strong team configuration, the tank would fall in an instant.

"Apocalypse Paradise, you finally see how miserable we are."

The scar-faced man's hands were trembling. The joy in his heart was beyond words; he had a feeling of surviving a disaster. He now wanted to laugh three times and roar that the heavens had eyes.

However, these contractors didn't know that Apocalypse Paradise let them retreat because of another matter: the thing that Reincarnation Paradise was competing for this time was not just resources.