Chapter 525: The compensation of [Existence]

The compensation of 【Existence】

Originally, there was nothing strange about a few heads appearing on the high wall. After all, the masses didn't know that the Rosna Imperial Court was already empty.

But when those few figures laughed happily and jumped down from the high wall with great fanfare, a trace of noise finally appeared in the thunderous cheers in the square.

Someone noticed their existence and screamed, running outward. These Kanna citizens clearly, like Old Jialun before, took these outsiders as the Annihilators outside the city.

In their eyes, the Annihilators seemed to have arrived at the city walls and even started to tentatively attack!

But don't say, the panicked masses really weren't wrong this time. There were indeed 【Annihilation】 believers among these five people, and not just one, but two!

Because Cheng Shi had already heard the singing containing the aura of 【Annihilation】, and the fanatical player holding the dagger who rushed to the front among the five could make the masses blocking his way disappear with every move. This undisguised talent effect immediately made people think of the assassin of 【Annihilation】, the Apostle of Annihilation!

One Annihilation Proclamation, one Apostle of Annihilation. It seemed these few people who suddenly appeared were really planning to roleplay as Annihilators.

However... how exactly did they come?

As early as seeing those five people jump off the high wall, Cheng Shi secretly pinched a scalpel, stayed away from where Qu Yan was, and ran into the crowd.

While retreating, he sent a message to Qu Yan and Da Yi, telling them to pay attention to the newcomers. These people were very likely the variables of this trial.

This was clearly two trials colliding together. Although the probability of this was not high, it wasn't impossible. Clearly, these two "little brothers" of Cheng Shi were very familiar with this scene.

Conversely, the few people who rushed forward like crazy didn't seem to consider at all that the scene right now would be the venue for another trial.

The assassin who rushed to the front had excited and joyful light in his eyes, just like the Rosna masses in the square before. His figure was agile as he rushed toward the center of the square. The target was very clear: it was Qu Yan, who was still holding the dagger and hadn't moved at all.

Qu Yan indeed didn't move, because he discovered that these few people who rushed over were all unfamiliar, and their posture of rushing was full of flaws. How to say it, he secretly calculated that if the other party's way of approaching wasn't deliberately exposing flaws to lure the enemy to strike first, then he would probably only need... three arrows to kill these suddenly appearing foreign players.

One arrow to nail the Apostle of Annihilation at the front, one arrow to cripple the female player with a hood who was dragging behind and couldn't run well, and the remaining arrow could even string the three people in the middle like sugar-coated haws.

Too casual, too disorderly. They even dared to rush forward without changing their path along the path of the opener in a strange place.

Isn't this purely sending themselves to death?

For players who could make such moves, their scores...

Hmm?

Bumped into a low-end match?

Qu Yan's gaze condensed, secretly alert.

In high-end matches, everyone is very shrewd, and the considerations are many, but the ideas and thoughts are mostly traceable. But in low-end matches, one has to think more, because the other party might not follow the routine, and you can't even predict the other party's behavior.

Under normal circumstances, when encountering low-end players, if there was no use, Qu Yan preferred to kill them. But this trial was no longer an ordinary trial. Every move he made couldn't be left to his own heart, but had to listen to Lord Foolish Play's arrangements.

Since the lord didn't let him move, he would first... remain still.

But just as he thought this, someone couldn't hold back.

That believer of 【War】, Da Yi, didn't know when he had secretly touched the front of that Apostle of Annihilation. Seeing that the 【Annihilation】 assassin didn't even look at Da Yi, treating him as an obstructive passerby NPC, and wanted to casually banish him to the Annihilation world.

This directly stunned Da Yi.

Was he discovered?

Not good! There's an expert!

His gaze sank. With the help of the wind and snow shadows, he dodged the attack, backhanded a straight stab that pierced the other party's waist and abdomen, and threw three iron thorns in front of the supporting players behind to block the enemy for a moment. At the same time, his right hand pulled, directly pulling the iron thorn in the Apostle of Annihilation's abdomen back.

The entire counterattack process was just in an instant. When Qu Yan looked again, he found that the Apostle of Annihilation who rushed to the front had been divided into several pieces, shattered on the ground.

The light in the other party's eyes hadn't even dissipated, and his pupils still reflected the light of coveting the dagger.

"......"

Da Yi was stunned again. He didn't expect the other party to be so fragile, dying in one hit. However, this keen assassin also discovered that these few people didn't seem to be that strong. The scene of discovering himself just now was probably a stroke of luck. So he retreated after one hit and quietly returned to Cheng Shi's side while the other party was in chaos.

"Grandma, gave me a start.

Lord, these few..."

Cheng Shi smiled. He saw the whole process, but didn't say anything at this time, just raised his hand to press down, and pulled Da Yi into the crowd.

The three on his side were all watching the show, but this sudden scene scared the four on the other side silly.

The player running in second place paused, not caring what his teammates thought, and rolled out on the spot with his head in his arms.

By the time he mixed into the screaming crowd beside him, the remaining two had dark faces and slowly retreated, gathering with the female player running at the end.

The female player wasn't tall and didn't know what happened in front. She panted and raised her head to ask: "What's wrong?"

A fat man with glasses reached out to stop her, his face solemn as he shook his head and retreated:

"There's danger. It seems we've bumped into someone else again.

There's a Gap-Light Iron Thorn in this square. A very powerful Gap-Light Iron Thorn."

"What!? Bumped again?" The female player covered her mouth and let out a low cry, instinctively holding a dagger horizontally in front of her. But immediately after, she retracted the dagger in panic, changed to raising her fist, and said nervously, "Who's hurt?"

The fat man with glasses looked in all directions without speaking. Another tall, thin man said in a deep voice: "He Zu is dead."

The female player's pupils shrank first, but immediately after, when others couldn't see, she slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"What now?"

"We've been targeted. It's probably not easy to get away. I knew that if this thing were so easy to get, it would have been taken away long ago.

Now we can only be vigilant. Retreat first. We haven't had a direct conflict with the other party yet. The other party killing one is probably also a warning.

Retreat backward. We withdraw from this competition, maybe we can save a life."

The fat man looked very calm, but the cold sweat on his forehead still exposed the trepidation and uneasiness in his heart.

The other party was too strong, killing the strongest teammate in this trial in one encounter. He didn't even see where the other party was, only seeing a few iron thorns stuck in front of his feet and then flashing by, and He Zu shattered into a pile of rotten meat.

This level of assassination, if the other party went one step further, the next one to die... would be who?

So the fat man was afraid. He kept retreating, but the tall, thin man beside him clearly wasn't reconciled.

"Just a little bit, the legendary dagger was just a little bit away!"

"Heh, don't dream. Think about it, since that Gap-Light Iron Thorn is so powerful, he didn't rush to grab the dagger. What does this mean?

It means that the black-robed person holding the 【Gift of Scars】 will only be fiercer than him!

The assassin has apprehensions, so he wasn't in a hurry to grab the dagger. But he is guarding the food. In this competition, we don't even count as a dish. Before being targeted, retreat quickly.

Living is the kingly way.

Besides, you've already witnessed two segments of history, aren't you satisfied yet?"

The tall, thin man was anxious: "I used an infinitely precious 'Past Reappearance'! This is a huge loss! If I had known I wouldn't get it, why come here!"

"......" Hearing this, the female player behind him comforted him with a strange expression: "Don't be anxious. Maybe that 【War】 assassin won't get it either? We aren't completely without a chance?"

This sentence suddenly woke the other party up. The tall, thin man nodded violently: "Right, right, right. This level of thing is obtained by those with fate, and it's not certain whose hands it falls into.

Even if they find it, they might not be able to take it away.

No, I have to mark this history and write myself in. In this way, I can come next time. If I come more, I will get it one day!"

As he spoke, the tall, thin man opened a history book and wrote the scene in front of him into the history book with a flourish.

A burst of light flashed, and history was tampered with again.

It seemed that 【Nothingness】 did indeed corrode 【Existence】, so 【Existence】 repaired history in a reasonable way. And this way was to let a singer of 【Memory】 appear here and remember everything he encountered in front of him. ===== CHAPTER 526 =====