Players are coming, fortunately I have a time travel simulator

According to the speed of an average person, it is absolutely impossible to catch up within half an hour, but Zhou Ning is not an ordinary person, especially in terms of speed.

According to the other party's route, they should be heading to a noble mansion west of Dockland. On the way, they are connected to part of the three weather-changeable areas of Dockland City, with frequent thunderstorms and even large thunderstorms. They must turn northwest and pass through the northwest dock area.

If he could ignore the changeable weather conditions and proceed in a straight line, he would definitely be able to intercept them in the dock area.

For me, who possesses the Sword of Cortes and the skill [Weather Change], none of this will be a problem as long as I have enough concentration.

It was still snowing at this time, with heavy snow falling from the sky. There were not many pedestrians on the road. Zhou Ning turned into an empty alley, kicked the wall cleanly and neatly, climbed over the wall, quickly climbed to the roof, exhaled a puff of mist, and began to run wildly along the roof.

This area is the North Trade Zone, which is mostly low-rise bungalows. The terrain is relatively uneven, so running is not difficult. Zhou Ning easily rushed to the edge of the Trade Zone and the Canal Zone along the rooftops. Across the street in front of him is a high-rise building in the Canal Zone.

Zhou Ning stretched his body, exerted force with both feet at the same time, and jumped up. His agility of nearly 250 points allowed him to easily cross a distance of nearly 13 meters, grab the edge of the wall, climb to the roof, and run deeper into the building.

Before long, the red dot on the small map was getting closer and closer to him.

As the climate ahead was changeable, there was heavy rain with occasional thunder. Zhou Ning did not stop, but ran as fast as he could, grasping the hilt of the Sword of Cortes at his side, and plunged into the rain.

Instantly, Zhou Ning felt a surge of undue greed, even believing the entire world belonged to him. This was the downside of the Sword of Cortes. Meanwhile, the rain curtain above Zhou Ning slowly dissipated, forming a narrow, rainless zone. The thunder suddenly ceased, and before long, he had passed through the unpredictable climate zone and reached the docks in northwest Docklands along a straight line.

There are a large number of ships from various countries docked here, but what is more eye-catching is a black steel monster docked in the military port two kilometers away from here. Its appearance can be seen even from such a distance. It is said to be the most majestic ship unprecedented in human history. It is also suspected to be the Pluto brought by One Piece when he traveled through time.

I wonder if my Triton Sword can control it?

No, this is not what he should be thinking about now. Zhou Ning loosened the hilt of the Sword of Cortes, abandoned his unnecessary greed, withdrew his gaze from the towering ship in the distance, and looked at the small map. The opponent's speed was much slower than he had imagined.

On the right is a huge advertisement for "Simpwang Planting Company", consisting of a large smooth glass screen. This is a recently popular advertising method in Dockland, and it is hard to say that it has nothing to do with players.

Not far away, a red dot was galloping towards this side and came into his sight - it was a rented carriage, pulled by two horned horses. The coachman was wearing the uniform of Aiden Carriage Company and looked familiar. It was a member of the adventure group he had seen before.

With his observation Haki, he could sense that there were at least a dozen people in the carriage, and Spark Lambert should be in it.

Zhou Ning took off running, leaping high into the air. With a thud, he landed squarely on top of the carriage, instantly shattering it. Beneath his feet, five people sat, staring directly at him.

Argus, whom he had met before, was among them. He was looking at him with a gloomy face, and a smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth. The other four people beside him also showed the same smile in unison, which looked very strange and chilling.

The Spark that he was looking for was lying on an empty seat beside him, tied up in a tortoise shell shape with ropes, and in a coma. He didn't expect that they had such a strong taste.

"Hello." Zhou Ning greeted Agus with a smile, spinning the white pistol in his hand and pulling the trigger at him.

"boom!"

With a deafening gunshot, the bullet penetrated Argus's head, and a blood mist shot out from the back of his head, passing through the front of the carriage. The wildebeest in front suddenly stood up in fright, but because the ground was slippery, the horse's hooves slipped, causing the entire carriage to overturn and slide towards the billboard on the side. Suddenly, the snow collapsed and glass fragments flew everywhere like snowflakes.

Zhou Ning jumped out of the car with Spark, threw him to the ground, and looked towards the billboard, alert. Amidst the broken glass, Argus stood up slowly as if nothing had happened, his expression becoming increasingly gloomy. His head, which had just been pierced by a bullet, was still intact, but it had grown a lot of illusory black tentacles, exactly like the dark spider mother Martalita.

The other four adventurers had surrounded Zhou Ning at some point, forming an encirclement, with countless black illusory tentacles shooting towards him.

"Are they alive or dead?" Zhou Ning asked in his mind as he retreated.

"I don't know. They look like living people, but they are most likely just bodies created by the retreat society using the power of the ancient gods or alchemical methods. I sense a faint dark aura from them," Jasmine said.

Zhou Ning nodded. Ripples were undoubtedly the most useful against monsters with a dark aura.

Just as the tentacles were about to reach him, Zhou Ning's mental counterattack effect was quietly triggered. He opened his right palm and grabbed the black tentacles in front of him. A ball of golden flame ignited between his palms and conducted forward along the black tentacles.

"what!"

The black tentacles were like a fuse, igniting the members of the adventure team in front. The feeling of pain burst out from the depths of his soul, instantly occupying all his thoughts.

Then, this seemingly powerful flame undoubtedly attracted Argus's attention. He reached into the pocket on his waist with his right hand, grabbed a handful of spell materials, threw them into the air, and shouted in ancient Faric:

"heavy rain!"

The spell material suddenly condensed together, and a heavy rain fell in the air, intending to use the rain to rescue the members of the adventure team ahead.

But the flames of Ripple could not be extinguished by rain. After a moment, he could only watch as the other party turned into a ball of charred flesh and blood, flowing towards Zhou Ning.

Zhou Ning didn't even move, and the charred flesh and blood started burning again and turned into ashes.

"It seems they also possess the fighting techniques of their respective original forms. This Argus is not only a swordsman, but also a meteorologist. The other two appear to be frost mages and warriors."

While Zhou Ning was thinking, inspiration suddenly struck him and he felt a chill down his spine.

Almost immediately, he saw two more pitch-black tentacles sweeping towards him from the left and right, while a layer of ice, brimming with chill, spread beneath his feet. He had been caught in a combined attack by the Meteorologist and the Ice Mage, who had used the Meteorologist's low temperatures to freeze him in place.

But in a flash, Zhou Ning was covered with a layer of black armor. At the same time, the grappling hook in his hand extended silently and hooked towards the glass billboard on the side. When the grappling hook was retracted, broken ice flew under his feet. He narrowly avoided two black tentacles that attacked at the same time, stepped on the glass wall and jumped into the air. He flipped upside down in the air and fired two shots at the black tentacles that were extending like a thorn in his side.

Wow! The two black tentacles were simultaneously ignited by the ripple power and retracted backwards like lightning.

Without hesitation, Zhou Ning half-bent his body in the air again, landed steadily, switched to the Sword of Cortes in his right hand, and rushed forward.