Chapter 1680 - 425: Flawed Acting (Part 3)

Chapter 1680: Chapter 425: Flawed Acting (Part 3)

Yang Xiu heard, his gaze calmly turned to his side.

There, Chong Yue lay collapsed in a pool of blood, his chest heaving violently, already on the brink of death.

Just now, Chong Yue wanted to launch a "drag down" counterattack.

But with his kin all around him, it was clearly impossible for him to succeed.

They pressed him to the ground and gave him a brutal beating.

Yet they did not kill him.

As a player, one clearly understands the mindset of one’s own kin.

Facing a nemesis, killing them outright is too merciful; Yang Xiu surely wants a bit of a taunt before death, some such scene.

Only this can fully fill the thrill of a desperate comeback.

Now, Chong Yue’s vitality was shattered internally, in his final moments, the eyes once full of ambition and violence, now only a bleak gray.

Yet he still stared fixedly at where Yang Xiu stood, as if trying to kill him with his gaze.

Yang Xiu walked to his side, crouched down, and locked eyes with him.

"Chong Yue, remember what you told me, Monster World is big, yet also small... I couldn’t agree more. When I’m out there, I have one skill—many brothers outside." Yang Xiu’s voice stabbed into Chong Yue’s heart like a knife.

Chong Yue’s throat emitted a hoarse sound, wanting to say something, but could only cough up more blood foam.

The light in his eyes quickly dimmed, and his final reluctance also turned into complete deathly silence.

Yang Xiu did not continue talking.

If he doesn’t make a move, Chong Yue will truly die.

This would undoubtedly waste a considerable amount of sacrificial power resources.

Yang Xiu stood up at this moment, giving a glance to his old friend.

Certainly, killing him himself could produce a treasure chest, but there’s a degree of uncertainty.

Perhaps the Lord of Jile could read some information from the chest.

The most secure way is to let his kin make the kill.

Moreover, in terms of kill rewards, the kill chest can only extract 10 random items.

But if his guild’s kin make the kill, they get full rewards.

Already promoted to deputy, the old friend stepped forward at this moment, a cold flash streaked through his hand, swiftly ending Chong Yue’s suffering.

Instantly, Chong Yue turned into mist and entered the guild resource pool, shared among all the players present.

"Done, let’s wrap."

The deputy stood up, clapped his hands, as if he had just done a trivial task:

"Next, your brothers are still passionately harassing outside, how do you plan to explain?"

Yang Xiu rubbed his brow, this was his most headache-inducing problem.

The truth could not be revealed, and this scene was too shocking.

If they knew all the Bengshan Team members were dead but he survived, he wouldn’t be able to provide a reasonable explanation.

Could he say: The Player Clan liked the look of him and spared his life?

This answer, whether teammates believe it or not, is unimportant.

But when returning to Death City, if scanned by the purple light, he might be collected by Ah Le.

With Ah Le’s suspicious nature, the problem would be significant.

The slightest risk would prompt Ah Le to ruthlessly kill and format everything.

"I can only inconvenience them for now... take me along, we retreat, and then find an opportunity to go back and see them, this would seem more reasonable..."

After hearing his story, the deputy nodded, then issued a command in the Warband channel.

Instantly, the Divine Hall Branch orderly retreated, their movements swift as the wind.

Yang Xiu, being "escorted" by several players, also mixed in the team, moving towards the depths of Snow Valley.

"Boss!"

"Fight them and rescue the boss."

On the periphery, the Life Soul Squad saw the Player Clan suddenly retreat but couldn’t see Yang Xiu encircled in the center, thinking their boss was still trapped in the enemy formation.

Perhaps, he’d already been killed.

They recklessly charged forward, trying to open a breach.

But the player’s line of defense was indestructible, their desperate charge was like waves crashing against the rocks.

"Broken Wind!" The deputy’s order sounded in the chat channel.

Immediately, the team’s center activated the Wind-breaking Attribute, and the Divine Hall Branch’s moving speed sharply increased.

Like a gust of wind, the Life Soul Squad struggled with all their might but couldn’t catch up.

They could only watch the players’ warband disappear into the snow and wind, eyes blazing with rage.

At this moment, the already exhausted members of the Life Soul Squad fell to the ground.

The bloodstains on the ground had long since disappeared after being distilled, but traces of the battle remained clear.

Including a giant crater on the ground.

They survived.

But, they lost the boss they’d sworn to follow.

Absurd and desperate, choking every throat.

The way forward seemed to sink into boundless darkness along with the disappearing figure.

Only one figure continued to persist.

At this time, the Black Snake staggered in pursuit of the direction where the players’ warband had left.

Her internal energy had long been exhausted, her legs felt heavy as lead, each step seemed to take all her strength.

She stared steadfastly at the direction where the players’ warband disappeared, her vision blurred by continuously flowing tears.

"Boss... boss..."

She murmured, voice hoarse, with a sobbing tone.

Her heart couldn’t accept Yang Xiu’s disappearance.

During this time, scenes from earlier days kept flashing in her mind.

She remembered her first trial upon being recruited into Death Space, facing monstrous creatures, terrified and distraught, thinking she’d surely die.

It was the boss’s appearance, resolutely dealing with the monster, reaching out to her:

"Can you still move? Follow me."

At that moment, the boss was like a ray of light piercing the depths of despair.

Another time, she didn’t retreat in time and was surrounded by poisonous insects.

Once again, the boss returned despite the dangers, pulling her from despair, carrying her out through a bloody path.

The warmth of his back still etched in her memory.

The boss once told her:

"Remember, as long as you’re alive, there’s hope, don’t give up easily."

The reassurance brought by the boss supported her through countless life and death predicaments.

But now... the person who said those words, was gone.

The figure she saw as faith, willing to follow unto death, was taken by Player Clan.

Life and death uncertain.

Perhaps... already...

Thud!

Exhausted, she finally couldn’t hold on, heavily fell into the cold snow.

She struggled, using her last bit of strength to lift her head, looking towards the snow-covered path ahead, tears mixed with snow falling, eyes filled only with endless despair.

Without the boss, the way forward seemed no different from eternal darkness to her.

She only wanted to chase after, even if it meant dying with the boss.

Other team members also sat dejectedly on the ground, despair spreading.

Without the soul of the Life Soul Squad, it was as if the backbone had been extracted.

Despair and exhaustion ultimately robbed them of consciousness.

Members of the Life Soul Squad all fell onto the snowy ground, slipping into a coma.

Only the endless snow, tirelessly drifting, silently covering the traces left by the battle.

Also burying all members of the Life Soul Squad in whiteness.

Between heaven and earth, only the lamentation of the wind and snow remained.