Chapter 44

【Naked running is really powerless. It was such a struggle to get on the list, but in the blink of an eye, I was brushed aside by several positions and fell off the list again. Second update, please continue to support~~~】

Seeing the battle turn one-sided, completely unlike what he had imagined, the remaining players tried to run. But how could they manage in time?

The ground was littered with dropped weapons—swords, spears, halberds, and axes. Master Gong moved through them with the Eight Trigram Steps. His punches and palm strikes were like lightning, taking down one opponent with each strike. His feet were even more ruthless, kicking out with a series of "thuds," turning the weapons into deadly projectiles that pierced the chests and backs of fleeing players, causing them to fall dead one by one.

Dugu Fu, hugging the boss lady, galloped over and witnessed the master's ruthless slaughter, his heart racing with admiration. Sigh, I wonder how many months it will take for me to reach such a realm...

Seeing someone coming from the side, trying to cut in, Master Gong's body flickered and he pounced over.

"Uncle Gong, it's us! It's us!" Li Shier, drenched in sweat, saw this and, ignoring the attacks from the dark force expert, ran and jumped over.

"Yes, Father, they are our people." Gong Er, clinging to his father's back, also pleaded.

"Ah! It's him." After a glance at Dugu Fu, Gong Yutian nodded and turned to kill the others.

Watching Master Gong's back, Dugu Fu's cold sweat poured down. Master-level experts are too dangerous; it's best to keep a respectful distance.

"Second Brother, why did you come over?" While continuing to deal with the remaining players, Li Shier asked in surprise.

"I came to tell you not to let that fat bastard behind us get away." Dugu Fu steadied his nerves, dismounted, and had the boss lady hide behind the horse.

"You don't need to say that." Last night was so thrilling and intense, and the fat bastard was the one who started it all. Li Shier clenched his fists, "I'll make sure he dies in a way he'll never forget."

"No, I mean, don't kill him, capture him alive."

Li Shier was stunned: "? Why?"

"Because... he's a semi-immortal. Capturing him could be very useful!"

"Semi-immortal?" Li Shier was even more puzzled.

Semi-immortals are what NPCs call them. Since the birth of the God-Slaying Technique, after many attempts, NPCs discovered that immortals are not all the same.

Some immortals, even after being subjected to the God-Slaying Technique, would reappear in the world after some time, just as they were before they disappeared. Others, however, would disappear completely, leaving no trace, even if hit by the lowest-level God-Slaying Technique. Over time, these were called semi-immortals.

However, distinguishing between immortals and semi-immortals is extremely difficult. Immortals are not necessarily experts; they often walk the streets, and many are true immortals. Semi-immortals are not necessarily low-level; their combat power is no less than that of immortals. Equipment, attributes, behavior patterns, and speech... there are no differences in these aspects.

However, from the player's perspective, the distinction is clear—immortals are normal players; semi-immortals are players who have uploaded their minds to the game world.

Hong Qingsong clearly uploaded his mind! Otherwise, with his original physical condition, he couldn't have survived the night and still be lively, let alone indulge in debauchery in the car... His real body must have been unable to keep up.

Due to the risk of being slaughtered, players rarely upload their minds unless they have a terminal illness, are nearing the end of their life, or are forced to do so.

We must capture this guy!

Not just to give him a profound lesson... controlling him would indirectly control General Hong, and the benefits would be immense! Just thinking about it makes one drool. This is a heaven-sent opportunity!

"Is that so?" Li Shier had no doubt about Dugu Fu's words and didn't ask how he knew. He clenched his fists and charged forward.

"Big Brother, act! Pay attention to your acting! Don't be too obvious, or if this guy realizes it, he might commit suicide, and then we'll have no fun."

Players who have uploaded their minds are still players. They only truly die if hit by the God-Slaying Technique; otherwise, they will resurrect normally, instantly teleporting to the resurrection point, leaving even Gong Yutian helpless.

"Run! Run! Run!" In the antique car, Hong Qingsong screamed shrilly. The battle situation had turned so quickly that he couldn't keep up.

The driver, however, remained calm. He shifted into reverse, stepped on the gas, and the antique car quickly backed up. After a beautiful drift, he would be able to turn and leave the battlefield... at this moment, the girl in the back seat suddenly leaned forward, grabbing the driver's arm and shaking it wildly.

Under normal circumstances, ten of her wouldn't be able to do much. But now, with the critical operation, this sudden move caused the driver to make a mistake! The antique car flipped sideways and crashed into the roadside ditch...

"Ah, you stinking woman! You stinking woman!" Hong Qingsong's hysterical screams echoed from the car, accompanied by dull thuds and the sound of bones breaking.

However, it was only a few seconds.

A few seconds later, with a loud "thud" and the sound of metal twisting, a large hole was torn in the car roof. Master Gong stood beside the car, dragging out Hong Qingsong's massive body like a dead dog.

Several bodyguards rushed forward in a panic to save him. Unfortunately, two palms each, two palms each... Gong Yutian's steady and hopeless rhythm took them down one by one. At the same time, he exerted force with his feet, and even the fatty body couldn't withstand the master-level force, "crack, crack..." the sound of Hong Qingsong's bones breaking was clearly audible, just like inside the car.

Bone fractures are minor injuries for players, healing in a few seconds. But this is a master-level attack, and the negative state can last for several seconds. After dealing with them, Master Gong kicked the several-hundred-pound fat man to Dugu Fu and Li Shier: "Want him? Here you go!"

He then bent down and pulled out the severely injured girl from the large hole, looked at her pale face, felt her neck, and sighed, covering her head with his robe.

"Sister, you have avenged yourself, rest in peace!" Gong Er whispered beside him.

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Having a master protecting you feels amazing!

Standing there, watching the opponent be kicked to you like dog shit... recalling last night's intense battle, it truly feels like standing in heaven and looking down at hell.

Hong Qingsong lay on the ground, unable to move a finger, glaring at Dugu Fu with his small, sinister eyes: "You, you, you're a player? You traitor, how dare you collude with players to come against me? Do you know who I am?!"

He thought he understood, or at least he thought he did. Everything was planned by Dugu Fu. The more he spoke, the angrier he became, his hair standing on end, hysterical.

Dugu Fu ignored him, lifting his left hand to pull up his shirt, revealing a layer of fat, mainly a row of pouches around his waist. With his right hand, he pulled out a long rope. In a flash, he wrapped the fat man's hand like a mummy and stuffed it into his system backpack.

After a moment of searching, he pulled out a small black leather book. He succeeded on the first try, a good start!

Hong Qingsong's small eyes suddenly widened: "What the hell!" Despite his high intelligence and extensive knowledge, he had never seen such a theft technique before.

"Death God's Note!" Li Shier, looking at the black leather book, shouted, his eyes wide.

Dugu Fu looked at the Japanese and English on the cover: "Big Brother, do you recognize this?"

"Second Brother, throw it away! Throw it as far as you can!" Li Shier said with a slight hint of fear.

Dugu Fu had never seen Li Shier show such panic, even in the face of death. Only after Li Shier explained did he understand...

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