Chapter 3371: Chapter Forty-Eight: Going Too Far!

Bahah's statement on the World Contact Platform provoked anger among the contractors of the Genesis Paradise, but the contractors' remarks were still reasonable, because being able to find the core so quickly itself proved the strength of "Moré's old father."

Speaking on the World Contact Platform is different from online cursing; not long ago, Moré caused a disturbance on the World Contact Platform by demanding a duel with "Moré's old father," which led to signing a contract, and this matter has already spread.

When facing "Moré's old father," the contractors all felt a bit guilty, except for those strong in strength; these strong ones rarely have the shamelessness of someone like Ya Si Na, whose face is thicker than a city wall.

Top floor of the Sun Fortress, inside the command room.

"Boss, it's settled."

"..."

Su Xiao closed the World Contact Platform; his purpose was to let some contractors of the Genesis Paradise side choose to wait and see, so as to avoid nearly everyone participating in the battle.

Assuming that this time, the Genesis Paradise side sent 600 contractors, and 50 of them, due to Bahah's earlier statement, decided to wait and see, only entering the guard point area and not coming near the fortress.

This situation would lead other contractors to follow suit, which is a psychology; their thought is: "If he doesn't go to guard, why should I? Moreover, those willing to guard—wait until those willing to guard are surrounded and killed, then we can plan further."

Currently, among the three sides, none is willing to engage in a 1v2.

If the madmen of the Reincarnation Paradise side came this time, there would be no need to worry about no one willing to fight multiple opponents, nor would it develop to that extent.

Assuming the contractors of Genesis Paradise, Holy Light Paradise, Watch Paradise, Holy Domain Paradise, Death Paradise, and Reincarnation Paradise are fighting in one world, the basic situation is that before even entering the world, the contractors of Genesis Paradise and Holy Light Paradise have already formed an alliance in space.

Afterwards, the Watch Paradise side comes to hammer these two sides; during this period, the Watch Paradise side has a considerable probability of receiving an alliance from the Holy Domain Paradise side.

After the Watch Paradise side allies with the Holy Domain Paradise side, there is an over 80% probability of suffering a backstab from those godmen, and it's a chain backstab, leading to the first one being carried away.

During all this happening, what are the contractors of the Reincarnation Paradise and Death Paradise sides doing? Needless to ask—they're obviously smashing each other, whoever is timid is a grandson!

Su Xiao is quite confident that this time, guarding the World Core, those contractors of the Genesis Paradise side will not easily approach the Sun Fortress.

Meanwhile, Bahah is still editing his textual statement, not within the World Contact Platform, but using a subchannel of the War Channel, where he is "dueling" with Haomei, or rather, Haomei is being sprayed.

At the same time, in Freedom City, inside the underground casino of District Four.

A girl chewing something stood by the roulette wheel; she had a head of white long hair, this hair color not pallid, but a warm tone between off-white and pinkish-white; her exact age hard to judge, she looked young, but her gaze was exceptionally sharp—she is precisely Haomei, who is currently exchanging barbs with Bahah.

Beside Haomei was a glass of whiskey with half-melted ice cubes; she threw down her last few chips, drank the whiskey in the glass, and while chewing ice cubes in her mouth, her ears were filled with the fierce shouts of the surrounding gamblers.

The ball in the roulette did not fall into the red zone as Haomei had expected; this made her inner frustration rise, as she was already being sprayed, and gambling still lost—this is unbearable for anyone.

Haomei's thought was: she is clearly an eighth-tier contractor, her luck attribute already 32 points, so why is she still losing? Others, with luck above 10 points, lose more than win; after 30 points, it's hard to lose, but her 32-point luck attribute is just as fake.

Perhaps because having 32 points of luck and still losing trampled on Haomei's self-esteem, she angrily said: "Hey, white shirt, I suspect your casino is cheating."

"?"

The dealer opposite looked at Haomei with a bewildered expression.

"It's definitely not my problem; damn it, gambling really harms people."

Haomei spoke more and more angrily; the gamblers around her silently retreated; generally, when encountering someone mentally unwell, the melon-eating crowd reacts this way.

"Guest... guest, are you here to extort money?"

The dealer spoke in a dazed tone, while pressing the emergency button under the table.

"You're the one extorting money; I'm just holding a doubtful attitude—is that not allowed?"

Haomei's expression was as if she had been stepped on the tail.

"It's definitely not my luck problem; it's your gambling table that has cat grease."

"Miss, you can inspect this gambling table, and we will provide the earlier recording, which can help you view it slowed down by 10 to 15 times..."

"Hah~"

Haomei gave a 'disdainful' smile, turned, and walked toward the casino exit; just as she turned around, her expression became a tangle of distress; the casino's openness meant it must be fine, the casino had no problem, her mood only worsened—her 32-point luck attribute couldn't save her Chieftain's Halo; what a sad story.

Haomei obviously didn't know that Su Xiao's 43-point luck attribute, though destined for misfortune, would still be unlucky, and even the Goddess of Luck would say there's no solution; if Haomei knew this, she would surely sigh, "There are always people beyond people."

More than ten minutes later, Haomei was already standing atop Freedom City's tallest building, the Eternal Beacon Lighthouse; the wind here was very strong.

"My mood is even worse; Moré's dad is a bit too arrogant, daring to curse old lady—wait for me."

Haomei muttered to herself; the wind at the height blew her hair strands; she pressed down with one hand on the sword hilt inserted at her waist.

Standing atop the lighthouse, this scene and view made Haomei want to take out her phone and take a selfie; she maintained her current posture, took out her phone preparing to selfie, when at this moment, a loudspeaker announcement came from below:

"Lady on the lighthouse, cherish your life; everyone's life only once—please don't commit suicide; think of your family, your friends; if you have something you can't let go of, just confide in me..."

Hearing the loudspeaker from below, Haomei's face was full of question marks.

In Quwab's encircling city, inside a tavern, a strong bloody smell permeated; a burly man stood before the bar, looking at the bartender slumped under the bar.

"Don't be afraid; I from slaughtering the innocent—they all deserve death; you haven't reached that point yet; you're still young, cherish your time and family; they don't want to lose you, just as you don't want to lose them."

The burly man spoke coldly; hearing this, the bartender, still shaken and with hair wet from liquor, nodded repeatedly.

Just as the burly man turned to leave, the bartender's face showed a fierce expression, stood up, drew the dagger from his waist, and stabbed it into the burly man's back.

The burly man's steps paused; he turned his head sideways in confusion and asked: "Just now, did you stab me with a sharp weapon?"

The burly man, namely the Golden Count, tried to pull out the fine dagger from his back with his hand, but because his build was too large, after trying for a long time, he couldn't reach it; this made his breath gradually become irritable.

"Trouble you with this matter: pull out the sharp weapon you stabbed into my back."

"Hah?"

The bartender was already dumbfounded; this monster had just walked in and started killing; from fragmented words, the bartender learned that his boss had accepted the alliance's order to go find a thing called "Dark Yin."

"What is 'Dark Yin'?" the bartender didn't know, but he knew that this monster before him had come to seek traces of "Dark Yin."

"Don't just stand there; hurry up, I'm in a rush."

"Oh, okay, okay."

The bartender shivered, nodding like a pecking chick, his face full of cold sweat, he helped the Golden Count pull out the fine dagger from his back, with no blood trace on it.

The Golden Count moved his arms, strode toward the tavern exit; the bartender just thought he had escaped disaster, when suddenly he felt his body undergo a sharp pain.

Only to see the bartender's body resemble a twisted rope, gradually turning, becoming thinner and thinner as it was twisted; eyeballs, blood, organs, etc., were squeezed out from his body; he had just begun to be able to scream and beg for mercy, but after this torment continued at a slow pace for nearly ten minutes, he could no longer make a sound, tears and snot flowing together; the Golden Count had given him a chance, but his侥幸心理 made him give up this opportunity.

Half an hour later, the bartender had become a spiral column as thick as a cup's mouth, nearly 3 meters high; inside the tavern, dozens of such spiral columns stood.

Leaving the tavern, the Golden Count glanced at the time, then looked toward the east—that was the direction of the war zone; after pondering, the Golden Count decided not to rush to the battlefield.

As the leader of the contractors of the Genesis Paradise this time, this decision by the Golden Count is quite unexpected—it's practically suicide, and he will be forcibly executed.

But the Golden Count is prepared to do just that; the "Dark Mist" he is seeking is, to some extent, on par with that half of the World Core, and he has even received a mission doubly notarized by Genesis Paradise and the Void Tree.

……

That night, in the Borderlands, inside the first layer of the Sun Fortress.

The first layer of the fortress appeared very empty; the crude equipment originally used for processing active ores had all been moved by Su Xiao's control of the fortress, forcibly transferred to the second layer.

At this time, the elevator to the underground mine in the first layer of the fortress was sealed, the door leading to the residential area inside the mountain at the rear was blocked, and the stairway to the second layer was also temporarily sealed.

Thus, the only entrance and exit left in the first layer of the fortress was the main gate; the interior was also exceptionally empty, with only a black iron chair placed at the center. Su Xiao sat on this black iron chair, legs crossed, the sheathed Dragonslaying Flash placed diagonally in his arms, and he was taking a short rest.

The army of 200,000 boar warriors had all exited the fortress and hidden inside a hollowed-out mountain to avoid detection by the enemy's perception system; as a precaution, Bahamut was scouting over there, eliminating perception-system units, for it is specialized in that.

Su Xiao's purpose in doing this is very simple: when the enemy contractors attack, he will appear to be surrounded, but in fact, it is the opposite—the enemy will be surrounded, and then the 200,000 boar warriors will swarm in from all directions; the tactic is simply that crude and brutal.

And at this moment, if an enemy perception system were to come scout, it would be astonished to discover that the guardian of the World Core is actually only Su Xiao alone.

PS: (Today two chapters, 7000 words, a bit stuck, after updating I'll go to sleep, wait until tomorrow when the mosquito's inspiration value recovers fully to write again, good night, readers.)