Fifteen minutes after the blast tunnel opened, it was five kilometers south of the blockade area.
At this very moment, a player ranked in the top 20 in the combat power rankings was being attacked by two derivatives.
boom--
The violent vibration exploded into a thick cloud of smoke and dust on the street. Before the smoke cleared, three figures broke through the smoke screen and rushed out, starting to fight again.
For a moment, the shadow of fists filled the sky, and the sound of gold and iron clashing could be heard endlessly.
"Tch...who are they..." [I'm not afraid] thought to himself, "Do these two guys exist among the top fifty..."
If Feng Bujue were here, he would definitely tell her clearly - no. Because Brother Jue has watched the [Butterfly Battle] videos of all the forty-nine players except himself, and he remembers everyone
His nickname, appearance and fighting style.
"Hiccup..." Suddenly, a wine burp sounded, and a man with a cigarette in his mouth, a wine bottle, and a perm appeared at the end of the street.
When the two derivatives heard the sound, they immediately stopped attacking Buwei, jumped back out of the battle circle, and stared at the intruder in the distance with vigilance.
Data identification:
——Break through the firewall...
--Download Information...
——Initiate countermeasures...
The shape recognition database is started, downloading, writing/correcting/writing/writing.
[Player Nickname: Meng Jingzen]
【Level:41】
[Title: Drunken Silver Sword]
[Height: 180 cm]
[Weight: 70kg]
[Have skills:???]
[Equipment owned:???]
[Risk Level: High]
Speech recognition: established.
Location:y-142.
Tracking and positioning: Unable to start.
Control status: out of control.
Tactical control options: Calculating...
Since these two are only third-level derivatives of the source organization and have not undergone any mutation enhancement, their combat effectiveness is far from that of second-level and above members. Although they can also perform data analysis on players to a certain extent,
If they were to compete against top players with equal numbers, they would probably be doomed.
"The individual capture probability has dropped to 7%, and it is still declining." After seeing Meng Jingchan, one of the derivatives said to his companions.
"Well... the chance of capturing both of them is close to zero." Another derivative responded, "Call for reinforcements."
"Okay. I'll call..." The derivative couldn't finish what he said.
But I saw... a flash of silver light, and the head flew down.
The person who took action was actually Meng Jingchan.
In an instant, he struck from a few feet away and sealed his throat with a sword.
If you replay Meng Jingchan's actions in slow motion, you can see this scene... At that moment, he used the index finger and thumb of his right hand to take out the cigarette butt that was about to be smoked out of his mouth, and threw it into the air. Then, he used the same hand,
He drew out the fast sword on his waist; at the same moment, his feet performed a strange move that caused him to dash forward more than ten meters like lightning.
Therefore... As soon as the sword was drawn from the sheath, the man was already in front of the enemy.
His sword was so fast, so incredibly fast that... the flying cigarette butts and the flying human heads actually hit the ground at the same second.
"Don't look at me like this now..." Meng Jingchan mentioned his mantra again, "I thought I was also a master back then~"
"You must be a master now..." Zai Ao was silently complaining in her heart. After a few seconds, she thought with some fear: What would happen if this sword were to strike her.
"Humans... hateful!" Another surviving derivative showed a furious expression. He gritted his teeth and yelled angrily, stepping forward to bully him. He seemed to want to fight Meng Jingchan to the death.
But... a long-handled giant hammer swept from the side and used the force of his forward thrust to hit his chest hard.
Therefore, the second derivative is also explained here.
"Why are you helping me?" She was not afraid. She waved the [Crazy Thunder Pestle] in her hand (an upgraded version of the "Thunder Pestle" she used in the battle for the cloak), and then faced Meng Jingchan and said, "In such an occasion,
There is no such thing as a hero to save the beauty, right?"
Meng Jingchan shrugged. He put away his sword, picked up the wine bottle again and took a sip before replying: "Girl, don't you think the two 'people' who attacked you... are a little strange?"
"Oh?" I'm not afraid and asked tentatively, "How do you say this?"
"I mean... they are not players." Meng Jingchan replied.
"Are you sure?" Zai Bu Ai then continued, "The strength of these two people is not bad, and their fighting style is not like that of NPCs..."
"Ha..." Meng Jingchan interrupted her with laughter, "You guys from 'Jianghu'... are a little too unorganized, aren't you?"
"What do you mean?" I'm not afraid. I don't know what the other person means by this.
"Our studio has set a strict rule, requiring all finalists to memorize the basic information of the top 50, and there is also a test..." He said, lighting up another cigarette, "
Don't look at me like this... I barely passed the exam."
"Just say that you know all the finalists." Bu'aaa replied, "Don't make an issue of our 'jianghu', I'm not a professional player."
"Okay..." Meng Jingzen said, "Anyway...the main point I want to say is that these two guys in front of me are not players, but..."
"Derived." Another unfamiliar voice sounded.
Meng Jing Chan and Cai Bu Ai Na were heard at the same time.
The source of that sound was in a dilapidated building on the street. In fact, that building was the one that was not afraid of being destroyed in a battle with two derivatives just now...
Buzz buzz...
Along with a weird noise, a crystal-like object floating in the air slowly floated out.
"What's going on?" Meng Jingchan took another sip and asked, "Is this the legendary... coffin flying?"
"I've only heard of flying with a sword..." the crystal, the invisible demon, replied, "Besides... I don't look like a coffin at all." Its voice and tone were quite pleasing to the ear, and it sounded like
That kind of radio host who is very friendly, has a kind of big brother next door feeling.
"What are you...what?" She was not afraid. She hesitated before finishing her sentence, because she was thinking about...whether she should end this question with "who" or "what". Because of the former
It was not very appropriate, and the latter was not very polite, so she ended up using a more compromise wording.
"I am the Invisible Demon." The Invisible Demon replied, "ranked among the nine leaders of the undead." It paused, "The purpose of coming here is to warn you two... to give up the fight with the same kind and fight against the derivatives together.
"
"Oh...that's it." Meng Jingchan said, "Actually, that's what I meant..." This is of course the truth, otherwise he wouldn't have saved her, so he wouldn't be afraid.
Meng Jingchan looks dishonest on the surface, but he must be a sensible person in essence. He once dealt with the derivative Hematie with Brother Jue, so he is very aware of the strength of the derivative, and he also understands... what is happening in front of him.
