Chapter 659: Clown and Leader

After being besieged by Nilapan for an hour and a half, Su Xiao deeply realized the benefits of developing four attributes at the same time.

Although developing four attributes at the same time will be slower to grow, once they grow up, there will be no obvious shortcomings, that is, weaknesses.

The level of the four attributes of strength, agility, stamina, and intelligence is equivalent to a person's overall physical quality.

Physical attributes are the foundation, and skills like Sword Master are to allow powerful physical qualities to be converted into combat power exponentially.

Judging from the current situation, Su Xiao indeed has no obvious weaknesses, and he can handle it whether it is a one-on-one or a siege by a large number of enemies.

The blade cuts through the enemy's flesh. After Su Xiao kills a certain number of enemies, he will throw a special-grade alchemy bomb. He found that blowing up or burning the Nilapan corpses in advance can prevent the Nilapan from splitting into juvenile individuals. Sure enough, the splitting ability requires the support of water.

Su Xiao's extermination method made the large group of Nilapan around him extremely angry, wishing to swallow Su Xiao alive.

Su Xiao stood on a towering corpse pile. This corpse pile was charred, obviously having been bombed.

When Su Xiao devoted his mind to killing the enemy, although he was in a fierce battle, time passed very quickly.

After being besieged for two hours, Su Xiao began to pant slightly. He hadn't stopped for a moment in these two hours. If it were three derived worlds ago, he definitely wouldn't have persisted until now.

The dense gunfire on the roof had disappeared for a long time. Vinnie no longer continued to fire. It was not because she killed too many enemies and felt guilty, but because she was running out of bullets.

Looking at the battlefield, Su Xiao must have killed the most Nilapan, followed by Vinnie.

Vinnie stopping fire to save bullets is the correct choice. The Red Clown and the Phantom Troupe have not appeared yet.

Perhaps it is precisely because Vinnie is there that the Clown and the Leader are a bit wary and dare not appear rashly.

After three hours of melee, near the back door of the barrier.

Several Qiyuezhe lay on the ground in a big-character shape regardless of their image. They were covered in blue blood, and their weapons were thrown aside.

"How long is this going to continue? The barrier can still be maintained for 2 hours, right?"

"No, it can be maintained for 6 hours. Someone took out a mana recovery potion for that barrier-maker girl again."

"Is that so? That girl has a strong will. Even with the support of mana potions, it is astonishing that she can persist for so long."

Several Qiyuezhe lay on the ground to recover their stamina, chatting while smoking. The Qiyuezhe at the back door of the barrier had formed a systematic defensive team, 10 people per team, a total of 3 teams. Each team withdrew after guarding for half an hour, and other teams replaced them in turn, repeating this cycle.

"The guy in the front is simply a monster. He has been guarding alone for three hours, right?"

"To be precise, it's three hours and five minutes."

Detective Luoli, who was eating a late-night snack, spoke. The lobby was filled with the smell of blood and charred corpses, but this did not affect her having a full meal.

"How many more of these creatures are there? Are they endless? Also, what is the Clown's purpose?"

A bald Qiyuezhe asked the question that everyone present was confused about.

"I don't know, but I know one thing, which is to guard this place and survive, and then we will be rich."

Detective Luoli looked at the ground near the back door of the barrier. At this time, there were a large number of green or blue quality treasure chests on the ground.

"Yes, we must survive. There must be more treasure chests outside the main entrance of the barrier. If..."

"Don't think blindly. Do you want to die? Can't you see how strong that monster is?"

"Just kidding."

Facing the siege of the Nilapan, the main quest of participating in the auction has actually turned into guarding the auction house. As long as they guard this place and survive, they can share the treasure chests. Even if these Qiyuezhe cannot soar into the sky, their strength will increase significantly.

Outside the main entrance of the barrier.

Dark blue blood beads slid down the blade. On the ground was a layer of broken corpses. This scene could only be seen in ancient war movies.

Su Xiao looked down at the large group of Nilapan below. The Nilapan's offensive finally stopped for a moment. He had forgotten how many he had killed. The corpse pile under his feet was two stories high.

"So... you also have the emotion of fear."

Su Xiao wiped the blood from his chin. That blood was red, it was his blood. After three hours of fierce fighting, he was inevitably a little tired.

Perhaps because too many of their peers died, these Nilapan didn't dare to rush up much, and all looked at Su Xiao with fear in their eyes.

"The order is absolute." (Dark Continent language)

"The King's order cannot be violated." (Dark Continent language)

"For the tribe, we must kill this Sa'en." (Sa'en: means demon in Dark Continent language)

The Nilapan nearby stared at Su Xiao with gritted teeth. After they let out a few roars, they rushed up the corpse pile again. This was the thirty-sixth time the Nilapan had rushed up the corpse pile, and the previous result was to increase the height of the corpse pile.

"Hoo~"

Su Xiao let out a long breath. Just as he was about to continue fighting, the Nilapan rushing over suddenly stopped and turned to look into the darkness behind them.

For some reason, the Nilapan near the auction house began to retreat slowly, as if they had received some order. A few dozen seconds later, the Nilapan left a large number of corpses and retreated into the darkness.

On the roof of a building a few hundred meters away from the auction house, the Red Clown sat in a wheelchair, holding binoculars.

"Why did you let your tribesmen retreat?"

The Clown looked at a three-meter-tall Nilapan a few meters away. This was the Nilapan leader.

"My tribesmen suffered heavy casualties. This is meaningless death and injury, different from the agreement." (Dark Continent language)

The Nilapan leader looked at the Red Clown, and there was a faint killing intent in his eyes.

"Agreement? Your and my agreement is to capture this auction house and then kill all the humans inside."

The smile on the Clown's face gradually disappeared.

"..."

The Nilapan leader stopped speaking and just stood on the spot.

"It seems you don't want to multiply here?"

The Clown put away the binoculars, his whole body leaning back on the wheelchair.

"Here, is, our territory." (Dark Continent language)

The Nilapan leader was trembling with anger, his four eyes staring at the Clown, his bright red tongue licking his mouth full of sharp teeth.

"Naive."

As soon as the Clown finished speaking, the Nilapan leader disappeared from the spot instantly. When he appeared again, the sharp claws on his hand were against the Clown's throat.

"Human, my tolerance is limited. Use your ability to transport all my tribesmen over, immediately, all of them." (Dark Continent language)

The Nilapan leader had an angry look on his face. The heavy casualties of his tribesmen filled his chest with anger.

"Before that person dies, your tribesmen can only continue to linger in the Dark Continent. Also, take your claws away, immediately, right now."

The Clown pointed to Su Xiao in the distance, and a fiery red phantom appeared behind him.

"Humans never keep their promises." (Dark Continent language)

The Nilapan leader moved his sharp claws away from the Clown's throat.

"I need to appease my tribesmen, they are very afraid. The previous kind of attack can be launched at most one more time, in one quarter of a day (one quarter of a day equals 1 hour and 13 minutes). Regardless of whether it succeeds or not, you must fulfill your promise."

The Nilapan leader turned and left.

"One quarter of a day?"

The Clown didn't know how long a quarter of a day was, but he felt that the time shouldn't be too long.

"It's really troublesome to have no hands and feet. Chrollo, is there really no way to help me restore my hands and feet?"

"If your hands and feet were still fresh, it wouldn't be a problem. Not now."

Phantom Troupe Leader Chrollo walked over slowly.

"Is it... really impossible?"

The Clown looked up at the starry sky, and after a while, he said: "The previous level of attack can continue one more time. Based on my understanding of Bai Ye, even if he isn't exhausted to death, he will be exhausted. If he is exhausted, it is the best opportunity to kill him."

The Clown yawned. With only one arm left, he basically had no combat power. As for the phantom of the Purgatory Earl, that thing could only be used to bluff people, but the Clown used this phantom to bluff Chrollo. ===== CHAPTER 660 =====