Origin Paradise!

The skeleton collapsed weakly to the ground. Less than half a second after being poisoned, its mind began to dull. The high level of poison resistance of the undead creatures barely delayed its death. It then used its best skill, the perfect-level skill, Travel Frog.

Quack, quack, quack!

"...two spatial movement abilities..."

"A type marked by a blood-red short spear..."

"...Undying-level blood poison..."

The bone finger left a mark on the frog's back. The perfect-level skill, Travel Frog, allows the frog to find player friends within the same world within one hour. After activating the skill, the bone finger died from blood poison.

Bang!

But a second before the traveling frog disappeared, a blood-red spear pierced through it, and both vanished simultaneously.

Jiang He killed all the players in the investigation team, and including the strategy team, he now has 152 Crimson Cards.

After cleaning up the battlefield, he went straight to the Thames River not far away. From the study of the Redwood Villa, he could see the river directly. He burned 30 rare-grade earth wall talismans and 100 common-grade earth and stone talismans, and a thick and tight rock and earth embankment rose from the riverbed and stretched across the river.

The river stopped flowing and soon overflowed, flooding both banks. Lights went out wherever it went, and the gradually forming flood was like a huge black curtain, quickly enveloping the buildings on both banks. Exclamations and shouts rose and fell.

Boom boom boom!

Jiang He exhausted his last bit of energy and unleashed a fireball to bombard the Thames embankment, further exacerbating the flood. Theoretically, as long as he held this position, he could drive away a large number of people from the Fog City, thereby providing cover for Tommy and the others to evacuate.

"But before other battlefields can react, we might be able to launch a preemptive strike to weaken the enemy's organization. Only by reducing the chances of the smallpox outbreak can we minimize the risk of accidents... The healer class needs special attention."

23:59:59.

Jiang He activated the Time Ring, and his energy level was fully replenished.

0:00:01.

The time loop can be used up to twice.

Chapter 330 King of Knights

The Royal Opera House.

The gathering of hundreds of players is a rare spectacle. Even ignoring the players' identities, the sheer number of silver-level beings gathered together is enough to make many lower-level worlds take notice and be wary.

Inside the luxurious conference hall.

Mr. Smoke, Terminator, and Quick-Knife Chef form a three-way rivalry, each with several Silver-level peak adventure guild leaders behind them.

The Terminator looks like a smooth, flat sculpture, composed entirely of cellular-level micro-robots, making it difficult for even ordinary silver to effectively damage it.

By combining the Perfect-level skills Resonance, Guidance, and Convergence, the Terminator can mobilize 120% of the power of the cellular robots, thereby causing a powerful and violent attack.

However, the inability to truly integrate the three skills means that the Terminator always falls short of being a true master.

In the early stages, skills can be combined to develop higher-quality core abilities. This is because the skills themselves have many major flaws, and simply combining them is enough to bring about a qualitative change. However, in the "perfect" stage, the flaws disappear, or rather, the game moves from the surface to the core, involving the level of extraordinary factors. The benefits that the battlefield faction focuses on cultivating have disappeared, and players need to work hard to iterate their own abilities.

For Terminators, if they can advance to the high-ranking Gold level in the future, their three perfect core skills will become obsolete. The initial resource investment is secondary; the main concern is that they may lose their combat power among players of the same level. This is a problem that most players have to consider and face.

If you can't keep up with the times, you'll become just another ordinary person.

The new era has no room to accommodate the souls of the past.

"I propose launching a BOSS battle against the great powers," the Terminator said. "It's either advance or die; there's no turning back for the extraordinary."

Dressed in a high-class chef's uniform, the Quick-Knife Chef slowly and methodically cut food with his knife and fork. He elegantly tasted a slice of devil's kidney and leisurely said:

"Why can't we negotiate? Most of us Twilight Players are traveling, and the rest are either photographers or painters, or busy exercising or playing chess. There are 360 ​​professions, and every profession can produce an expert. Faced with such a formidable opponent, do we really have to resort to force to solve the problem?"

Mr. Yan coughed twice, reached out to stop the Terminator who was on the verge of exploding, and said with a complicated expression, "The punishment for all of us and the End is almost annihilation. Don't talk like that without understanding the pain."

Among the four factions, the styles of the All Beings and the End are inclined towards bloody evolution, while Twilight is unusually gentle, like a cultural artist among a group of thugs, whose missions often involve puzzle-solving, treasure hunting, trade, and investigation.

As for the origin, it is full of lofty style. Players can play if they want, and go to leisure if they don't want to play. There is not much coercion or supervision, but it is not permissive or indulgent either. As long as you have the ability to get through the punishment missions, you will not be targeted even if you go around doing things.

After eating and drinking his fill, Quick-Knife Chef wiped his mouth and said, "I still prefer to resolve issues through negotiation. It's not worth arguing with those noble Origin Lords. They don't have the upper limit of the ninth rank. Although the new era is just a few big cats and small cats, their future is bright."

Mr. Yan said angrily, "The problem now is that they won't let us go! The Archives Glory Adventure Team is almost wiped out, and the investigation team hasn't given us any feedback in over 15 minutes. You actually plan to resolve this with negotiations? That's ridiculous! They might just come at us any second!"

The voice just fell.

A dying frog appeared on the long table of the meeting amidst white smoke, only to be pierced through by a blood-red spear, erasing all intelligence.

A flash of blood disappeared in an instant, and the great powers descended upon this place.

Jiang He was unaware that the enemy was holding a meeting, but his superior speed compared to everyone else present made him the first to react.

A simple area unfolded, covering half of the opera house.

Five colors of fire—gray, crimson, golden, eerie green, and pitch black—entwined around two rising true-form suns before exploding violently without hesitation.

Double-colored, five-colored sun and flowing fire.

A terrifying sea of ​​fire, containing multiple energy properties, surged outwards with a violent impact, turning long tables into dust, and shattering floors and walls into ash. The immense energy echoed endlessly within the domain's walls, and half of the opera house completely vanished.

All around was flames and smoke. A sudden attack had killed dozens of players. The survivors were all protected by skills, and there were all sorts of strange methods such as magic shields, true energy protection, heroic spirit protection, demon summoning, and technological shields, which weakened the power of the explosion layer by layer.

The Terminator transformed into a cloud of silver mist and reassembled itself, its size changing from a burly sculpture to a slender doll about half a person's height. A large number of cellular robots were burned to death, and these unlucky souls at the center of the explosion all suffered the impact that was right in their faces.

"Whose mole is this?!" The chef, wielding a knife, was furious, and his perfect defensive artifact—the protective pot—almost shattered in front of him.

For an excellent chef, the importance of his portable pot is self-evident. He was so angry that he wanted to fight someone to the death, but he wanted to tear the mole who led the way to pieces even more. The meeting place was equipped with various security measures and anti-divination skills, making it more than safe to keep secret.

Jiang He scanned his surroundings at lightning speed, his pure white eyes taking in the number of people—more than four hundred silver-level players. Quantity had led to quality, and this number posed a significant threat even to the major powers.

"Kill the big one first."

Jiang He raised the Long-Hate Dragon Spear high, the Simple Domain contracted and covered it, five-colored flowing fire spread across it, dark blue lightning lit up with arcs of electricity, the dark red spear light of the Forty-Eight Wolf Smoke Spears gathered at the top, a true sun the size of a fist rose up, the Perfect Level Extraordinary Burst was activated, the Perfect Level Fatal Strike was launched, and the Transformation Force lingered around.

All his fighting prowess lies in his sharp edge.

When the fully-equipped spears were raised high, all the players present felt a real sense of impending death. The ruins of the opera house were so quiet you could hear a pin drop, and all you could see were motionless statues. If this spear were to fall, whoever could withstand it would die. At this moment, who would meet their end was entirely in the hands of the powerful forces.

"Fate bears witness."

"He who holds this gun will be victorious."

Fate in Two - The Spear of Oath of Victory.

The Long-Lasting Dragon Spear shot out like lightning, seemingly shaking even the space itself. The death judgment hanging over everyone's heads was sealed, except for Mr. Yan, who cursed loudly.

"What did I do to you in my past life?!"

Mr. Yan's face turned ashen, alternating between anger and terror. He transformed into white smoke at the fastest speed he had ever seen, dashing left and right with a speed no less than that of a Silver Peak expert specializing in speed, and his trajectory was even more unpredictable.

Unfortunately, death is inevitable.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Mr. Yan, who had been dodging back and forth, seemed to be deliberately approaching and ran straight into the silver gun light. He was instantly pinned to the ground. In an instant, the ground around the opera house shook violently, a crater a hundred meters in diameter seemed to swallow everything, thick smoke and dust shot into the sky, and the walls and buildings collapsed with a roar.

Players scattered and fled. Terminator and Quick-Knife Chef were nowhere to be seen. Their side was caught off guard by the enemy, whose ability to hit and kill was so overpowered that no one wanted to be the first to die before they could find a way to counter it.

Jiang He switched places with the blood shadow on the Long-lasting Dragon Spear, reached out and grasped the spear shaft, and a gray eight-legged warhorse materialized.

Boom boom boom!

Gray streaks of light crisscrossed the ruined streets, while silver arcs seemed to be everywhere. Players were caught and instantly killed, their various counterattack skills appearing weak and powerless. With a single shot, a dozen or so buffs would leave players in agony, and hundreds of corpses fell to the ground one after another.

The chase only stopped when most of the prey disappeared into the night.

Jiang He reined in his horse and turned back. Blood dripped from his silver spear. He glued together the scarlet cards one by one, bringing the total to 320.

Final Battlefield: 155

Battlefield of All Beings: 160

Dusk Battlefield: 790

Origin of the battlefield: 4

"what?"

Jiang He glanced at the Origin prompt and paused when he saw the number of people remaining in the Dusk Battlefield. He looked again and confirmed that there were indeed 790 people.

"He doesn't even come to meetings, is he just wasting his time?"

……

"Who doesn't want a good life? He forced me into a corner!"

In the Twilight faction's safe house, Quick-Knife Chef angrily slammed his fist on the table a few times. The shock of narrowly escaping death hadn't yet subsided; that guy was clearly intent on annihilating them all.

Across from him, the Terminator said, "Mr. Smoke is dead. Sooner or later, we will follow in his footsteps. I can split my cellular robots into several bodies, which might be able to counter that shot, but right now, we are not safe with just our own strength."

Quick-Knife Chef frowned: "You mean, we should collaborate with the devil Mosis?"

The Terminator nodded: "He is now the Prime Minister, in charge of the garrison of Fog City and the King's Sword superhuman organization. The demons want to eliminate the Chosen One, but the prerequisite for elimination is to find him. From this point of view, we can cooperate with the demon camp in the short term."

Quick-Knife Chef whispered, "The news has spread that the Thames River breached its banks tonight, flooding more than a dozen streets around here. I'm afraid Moses won't be able to stay in his position as Prime Minister."

Terminator frowned: "The King can suppress Mosis? How so? The entire King's Sword only has three Silver rank members."

Inside the safe house, a dozen or so high-ranking players from the End faction were also puzzled. A large number of demons disguised themselves as humans and held important positions, controlling almost every aspect of Fog City. The king should have become a puppet long ago.

After hesitating for a long time, Quick-Knife Chef revealed a bombshell.

"The royal family has one of the most outstanding beings in the extraordinary history of this world, the sleeping King Arthur. He is either a master or a great power, more likely the latter. He is the pinnacle and representative of the chivalric culture of this world. It is said that he has an alchemical body, a knight's body, a dragon's body, and two holy swords."

The Terminator turned to look at an old man, his attitude unusually gentle. The old man was an alchemist with a pivotal position in the adventurer's group. If it were an alchemy master, even a gold-tier adventurer's group would be willing to pay a high price to recruit him.

The old alchemist said, "The most important thing in alchemy is symbolism. King Arthur is the King of Knights, and the world is full of knightly culture. His power is unimaginable. The demons want to replace the glory of knights with the power of the contract, probably because they want the King of Knights to die in his sleep. After all, he has lived to this day thanks to the contributions of countless knights."

"Great powers against great powers, a war is possible." The Terminator nodded; finally, there was a glimmer of hope.

"Our top priority is to find the core of the world. We have already lost the initiative in the matter of the Chosen One, and we must not fall behind again," said Quick-Knife Chef. "I will mobilize the Twilight players to search for it with all their might. Fighting the demon is everyone's responsibility."

Chapter 331 World Channel

Early in the morning, dark clouds filled the sky, and rain poured down like a waterfall.

The Thames River breached its banks, flooding a large part of the city. In nine of the thirty-three districts, the water level was already above waist height, and residents were scrambling to escape. Because the area around the city is flat, hundreds of thousands of residents chose to leave temporarily.

After being eroded by the river, the rock wall made of talismans was pushed forward by hundreds of meters and finally got stuck under the Queen's Bridge, the largest bridge in the Fog City. Someone insanely misappropriated the magic steel repair reserves of the Saint Lilith, not only reinforcing the entire bridge but also casting two magic steel nail pillars at both ends.

Since the attack on the Royal Opera House last night, Jiang He has been stationed on the Queen's Bridge. The Thames River is overflowing its banks, and with the addition of dark clouds and heavy rain, the flooding is continuing to worsen. The Queen's Bridge is as if it is floating on the water, becoming the only place to stand for miles around.

"The Eye of Ten Thousand Thunders needs repairs..."

"Black Rose still needs over 80,000 more people to advance..."

"The Soul Armor Bloodbat was initially fused into a Möbius Knight, but there's still room for improvement in that aspect, which might drive an overall quality advancement..."

"The Long-lasting Dragon Spear is four pieces short of reaching the Supreme level... It's quite difficult. Mr. Yan didn't seem to have any Supreme level items before he died... A bunch of slackers."

"The template for the Overlord's Armor... I can't find one to copy at the moment..."

On the Queen's Bridge, Jiang He leaned against the railing, lost in thought, her hands moving tirelessly as she patiently loaded the Black Rose flintlock pistol with white powder and bullets.

At this stage, his strength is far from its limit. According to the pattern of "one superpower and many strong powers", the hegemon is the epoch-making being that holds the power.

boom!

Jiang He casually raised the Black Rose and pulled the trigger. His pure white eyes, his all-seeing eye, successfully locked onto the player who was stealthily moving two miles away.

Flames shot from the muzzle of the flintlock musket, and countless eerie and alluring black roses bloomed on either side, their ethereal and dreamlike forms swirling around.

The bullet traced a straight line under the gloomy sky. White powder flintlock bullets could pose a threat to even the peak Bronze level, but the real source of damage was still the base damage and skill effects of the perfect-level firearms.

With a loud bang, the bullet accurately struck the shield raised by the invisible player. The strong kinetic energy shattered the fine item, and the bullet, with its remaining force, lodged in the target's shoulder, leaving a deep wound barely covering half a little finger.

"It's nothing more than that..."

The stealthy player breathed a sigh of relief; the sense of crisis that had sent chills down his spine was just him scaring himself.

He turned to leave, but suddenly heard a cracking sound in his ear. It was the crisp sound of a soul shattering, irreversible. If a silver-level ordinary being was hit head-on by the Black Rose, unless it was a physical type or had a high-level self-healing ability, its fate was self-evident.

thump!

The body sank into the swamp, and a withered black thorn carried away the scarlet card.

This is the 37th player attempting to get closer.

Jiang He continued loading bullets. Among the dead players were those who had received missions to destroy the rock walls, those who had prepared excuses to form alliances and schemes to achieve big gains with small resources, and those who simply wanted to see just how powerful the great powers were. Without exception, he killed them all.

After all, at the end of the mission, killing players from the opposing faction will earn you merit points that can be used to exchange for the Unknown List. Judging from the scale of this business trip, the rewards should be quite substantial.

boom!

Jiang He fired another shot.