章節 114: Hunting
Bai Yi expressionlessly caught the falling A031, his gaze fixed on the strongest gold-ranked player in the field—a demon hunter. Without hesitation, the demon hunter bent his legs slightly, causing the ground to crack beneath him. With a thunderous bang, he soared towards the Gate of God.
As he reached the black portal, a buzzing sound echoed, resembling distant thunder. The level 78 demon hunter suddenly spewed blood, falling from the sky like a kite with its string severed.
Another witcher quickly ascended, catching him mid-air. He fished a syringe from his pocket and injected it into the demon hunter's neck.
Hiss...
As the green liquid vanished, the demon hunter's breath steadied.
Bai Yi's eyes flickered as he processed the recent events and the layout of the nightmare world. It was clear that this was a game within a game, orchestrated by Charles, with Bai Yi caught in the crossfire.
Perhaps the Dark Lord had discovered that the nightmare world of [Black Death: Pathogen] was approaching Shia. He likely tasked Charles with obtaining something—most probably the [Origin Stone]—and provided him with a means to weaken the ancient gods lurking in the nightmare.
Charles had then enlisted Pu Sheng, a favored one of the God of Disaster, exploiting their information gap to set a trap for the eleven chosen ones from the City of Disaster. These individuals were to serve as sacrifices to weaken the ancient gods, presumably having prearranged their share of the spoils.
However, the God's Showcase operated on the principle of equal trade. To weaken the ancient gods, a substantial amount of destiny power was required, along with a challenging task. During the planning phase, the Dark Lord had deceived the Lord of Disaster, shifting the cost to him.
The enraged roar echoing from another time and space likely belonged to the Lord of Disaster, who had been thwarted by the Dark Lord just as A031 attempted to strike Charles.
A backstab within a backstab.
Bai Yi noted that, aside from the two upper gold-ranked individuals, the other ancient god followers were all middle gold-ranked, including Charles and Pu Sheng. This suggested that the ban on gold rank was premeditated, indicating the Dark Lord's familiarity with the God's Showcase.
This revelation struck Bai Yi. If the Lord of Darkness had indeed appeared during the conflict with the ancient god Cesis, it highlighted the growing influence of the ancient gods over Xia.
"Mr. Bai Yi, there's an overwhelming force above blocking my approach—stronger than anything in the S series," the injured demon hunter reported solemnly.
"I understand. You should head back for now. Keep an eye on that window and be prepared for anything," Bai Yi replied, already setting up the teleportation array.
With his deductions, the value of the God's Showcase had skyrocketed. It could even deceive a god, making it invaluable regardless of the cost. And it posed no immediate threat, standing quietly as a mild dangerous entity until a deal was brokered.
"Are you going alone?" Zai asked, concern etched on his face.
"Yes," Bai Yi confirmed, completing the teleportation array. "Now go."
"No, Mr. Bai Yi! Remember, Fenghuo isn't just us—we have over 200 mid-gold ranks!" Zai protested, frowning.
Bai Yi paused, feeling the urgency. "Look up. The portal is almost closed. We have no time for discussion."
Zai glanced up, realizing the dark door was already two-thirds shut. He fell silent, stepping onto the teleportation array alongside the others, their expressions a mix of uncertainty and apprehension. The fate of Fenghuo rested in the hands of an outsider—one who hadn't even reached gold rank.
Bai Yi ignored their thoughts. As the teleportation array glowed, the nineteen gold-ranked masters vanished from sight.
A sudden sense of crisis washed over Bai Yi. He turned sharply, his heart sinking as the dark side's power surged to 468, exploding like a tidal wave across the ground. He launched into the sky just as a figure cloaked in gray and exuding a terrifying aura raised its head, locking eyes with him.
In that instant, both the mask and the white plague disappeared into the closing portal.
Bai Yi's heart raced. He reached for the Embrace of Pain, now transformed from its former pristine state into something twisted and worn, like a crumpled napkin.
Pouring blood essence onto the mask, he felt it regain some strength. The Embrace of Pain began to recover, its unsettling aura calming.
This space, a divine realm for the ancient god Cysis, resembled a vast battlefield, eerily overlapping with the outside world—a desolate city devoid of life, far more lifeless than the Sunset City beyond.
Bai Yi surveyed his surroundings, noting the absence of the two who had entered with him. No matter; he donned the Hunter title, feeling a strand of hair slip through his fingers. The Embrace of Pain was versatile, but the fear of revealing its true form lingered.
Activating the target lock, he sensed a strong smell of blood wafting through the air. He followed its trail, intent on hunting down his prey.
Before confronting the god, he wouldn't mind dispatching two bosses first.
The restrictions on gold rank surprised him. He had anticipated a chaotic free-for-all, yet here he was, forced to adapt. His previous preparations were sufficient for any threat below legendary status, and now he moved with purpose, the scent of blood guiding him through the eerie silence.
As he activated the secret function of his title, his speed accelerated, vanishing from sight.
Meanwhile, Charles, searching for Pu Sheng, felt a shift in the air. "I should have kept my mouth shut," he muttered, quickening his pace through the war-torn city. He activated his walkie-talkie.
"Pu Sheng, respond if you can hear me."
Static crackled before Pu Sheng's irate voice broke through. "You deserve to die! The Lord of Disaster has abandoned me, you fool!"
Charles smirked, "Sorry, Pu Sheng. But the Dark Lord's method was evidently random. If you were paying attention, you'd have noticed that."
"How do you have the Lord of Disaster?" Pu Sheng snapped.
Charles interrupted. "You can scold me later, but White Plague has entered the fray. He's coming for you. Be careful."
Pu Sheng fell silent, then erupted with curses. Charles, overwhelmed, cut off the connection, sensing the danger closing in.
Turning, he saw a young man standing amidst the rubble, his rage palpable. As the wall crumbled away, revealing him, an intense sense of crisis washed over Pu Sheng.
He turned slowly, meeting a pair of scarlet eyes filled with amusement and bloodlust. "Hi, you must be Bai Yi. You're more handsome than I expected. You're not here to pursue me, are you?"
Bai Yi glanced behind him; there was no one else. The blood scent was fading fast. "What do you think?"
With a confident smile, Bai Yi vanished in an instant. The Evil Thought's speed had escalated to a terrifying 526.
"Damn it!" Pu Sheng cursed, twisting his body in an attempt to evade. Bai Yi's fist struck the ground, creating a shockwave that cracked the earth.
Bai Yi raised an eyebrow. Can it blur?
He vanished again, moving so quickly that he was nearly invisible. The sound of impact reverberated as he collided with Pu Sheng, sending him crashing into a nearby building.
With one day to hunt, Bai Yi would take down whichever target he could first.
As he dusted off his hands, he realized the phantom was proving troublesome. His mental prowess surged, and he released countless magnetic mechanical bodies, sending them spiraling into the darkness.
With a determined expression, he flew upwards, raising his hands. A massive metal cone materialized, hurtling towards the shadows.
Buzz…
The air trembled. Upon reaching a certain point, the intercontinental missile expanded, releasing a powerful thunderous shockwave that dispelled the darkness.
In the blink of an eye, Bai Yi reappeared before Pu Sheng, aiming to seize his neck.
Suddenly, the target dropped, and Bai Yi's grasp missed.
He peered down to find Pu Sheng kneeling, hands raised. "Master Bai Yi, please don't kill me! My curse can affect that god, and I want to take down Charles too. Let's cooperate!"
Bai Yi paused, the words hanging in the air.
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