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Freak!

A complete freak!

Even the dense spatial rifts, as numerous as the sea, couldn't stop this guy!

Although his speed has been greatly slowed down, judging from the current situation... it probably won't even take him half a minute... no, less than 20 seconds to escape with that woman!

Shash Sen's face darkened completely.

It was as black as the bottom of a pot.

How can there be such a freakish non-A-level guy?!

Yes, he determined that this guy was not an A-level player.

An active A-level player would definitely not choose to run away when facing him.

If the opponent becomes an A-level... no, that prerequisite isn't even needed. The opponent already has the ability to kill him, but they are still lacking the right timing and circumstances.

If the other party makes a move after he leaves section 019...

With this in mind, no matter how conflicted or hesitant he was, he knew that now was not the time to hold back.

Upon retiring, in addition to his own evolution rate, the power of the cannibal player, and his second form, he also retained two items.

One of them is "Alfonso's Temple".

The other item is a Class B item with many functions, one of which is his ability to fly.

However, although this item also has offensive capabilities, its effect is definitely not as good as wielding the spatial rift.

If the latter couldn't do anything to the other, then the former was even less of a threat.

He was left with only one option—an ultimate item with a three-month cooldown.

That is, by using "Alfonso's Temple", one can transform into a god within the A1 base and leapfrog up one's attack power in the physical, energy and mental dimensions.

This is his biggest trump card...

"Forget it! I can't worry about that now!"

"These two must be eliminated; neither of them can be let go!"

"Otherwise... even if I leave Division 019, I'll live in constant fear and unease, and I won't even be able to take responsibility for my job as a train conductor..."

Shash Sen gritted his teeth and unleashed his trump card.

At that moment, all the humans in Base A1 who were under his rule felt a sharp, throbbing pain in their heads.

Whether you're a gamer or an ordinary person, everyone is included.

Even Dickens, the traitor on the ground, was greatly affected—although he secretly wished to kill Sash Sen and his nominal father, he outwardly submitted to the other's rule.

This already meets the trigger conditions approved by "Alfonso's Sanctuary".

In an instant, the spiritual power of millions of people was extracted and mobilized by Shash Sen, condensed into an ultimate form, and bestowed upon himself.

Although he cannot fully utilize other people's spiritual power, the conversion rate is definitely very low.

But quantitative change leads to qualitative change. With a base of millions, even if he can only mobilize a little from each person, it is enough for him to evolve into a god-like form.

Even Cassandra, who was being carried and flown by the little angels, was affected by this Rank A item—her psionic passive was triggered, allowing her to escape from the "mental lock" of the already activated Rank A item and become a "lost target" in the Alfonso Sanctuary.

Cassandra had no idea why her psychic powers had been triggered. Looking around, she saw no danger, but her mental energy was rapidly depleting, forcing her to forcibly end the illusory timeline. However, as soon as she returned to the real timeline, her psychic powers were passively triggered again… After this repeated several times, her mental strength plummeted.

Soon, the passive activation of the psionic energy failed—the remaining mental energy was insufficient to sustain its activation. At the same time, Cassandra felt a significant reduction in her remaining mental energy, causing it to completely drain, leaving her in a state of extreme weakness.

She can't even use her talents now, and can only fight using items that don't have mental energy consumption limits.

Feeling a great sense of crisis, Cassandra and Vanshaw simultaneously turned their gazes toward a certain direction in the sky.

Before their eyes, a towering, semi-transparent giant descended, floating in the air, its gaze fixed on them.

A pair of wings covered with pure white feathers grew from the giant's back, and a huge glowing circle floated above its head, emanating an exceptionally sacred and pure aura.

Just like an angel descended from heaven.

It's just that the body has been enlarged many times over.

However, its oppressive feeling is the opposite of its... or rather, the sacred atmosphere of "He", it is as heavy as a mountain!

Both Vanshaw and Cassandra had the illusion that they were having trouble breathing.

"Wow, Ultraman."

"It's a Gundam."

"Fan Xiao, let's go fight Ultraman."

"It's about fighting Gundam, Ben Qiqi."

"You're the stupid Qiqi."

"You too."

"You all."

The little angels became excited, as if they had seen a toy magnified many times over, and their hearts were filled with restlessness and eagerness to try it out.

Of course, they haven't forgotten their current jobs.

Amidst their chatter, they continued to diligently extinguish the attacking black crescent moons.

At that moment, the giant made a move.

He opened his enormous, semi-transparent mouth and let out a roar that was unlike anything a human should have.

The sound wasn't a normal air vibration; it was more like a mental shock, instantly spreading throughout the entire A1 base at a speed far exceeding the speed of sound.

Under the impact, both Vanshaw and Cassandra lost consciousness for a second or two.

Even some of the little angels were affected, their consciousness was interrupted, and they fell from the sky.

However, they quickly recovered and rejoined the flight and defense teams, blurring their heads and solidifying only their arms and blood-red scythes.

Just now, because they had become fully materialized, they were also affected by the mental attack.

The Angels of Death themselves have very average defensive capabilities; only by using higher dimensions can they demonstrate their invincibility.

At this point, Fan Xiao, their master, became a burden to them.

Chapter 475 My Little Angel Isn't the Kind of Person Who Forgets His Master for a Lustful Look

After a roar imbued with a powerful spiritual impact, the holy giant launched its attack.

Despite their enormous size, the giants were incredibly fast and agile.

Just as the little angels had maintained their original formation and were trying to cut through the dense spatial rifts to fly upwards, the giants raised their enormous hands and pressed them down from the sky.

In that instant, dense ripples formed beneath the giant's palm, spreading outwards. The surrounding atmosphere was torn apart and scattered by the immense physical force, creating a vast vacuum environment.

A milky-white shockwave blasted towards Vanshaw and Cassandra.

Within the shockwave, the thunderous energy representing divine punishment roared, its momentum like the ocean overturning, with seawater pouring down from above. The entire sky was roaring, as if it were about to fall, creating a world-ending crisis.

The most difficult to resist, intangible mental attack, was inconspicuously mixed in with the two types of attacks.

Like the energy of a nuclear bomb being contained, it was then directed at Vanshaw and Cassandra.

Cassandra no longer possessed the mental energy to unleash psychic powers—neither passively nor actively. Faced with this vast and boundless torrent of attacks, she felt tense and oppressed, yet couldn't think of any good way to defend or evade.

She instinctively looked at Van Helsing.

Van Helsing... Van Shaw did nothing.

Now that the space is sealed off, the prop "Mirror" is ineffective, and he can only passively wait for the little angels to deal with the ultimate scene before him—an attack that covers half the sky.

Thankfully, my little angel is always so supportive.

A large scale of attack only indicates a wide range of attack, not the special nature of the attack itself.

Matter that even nuclear bombs cannot destroy can be shattered with a single blow—in the realm of evolution games, strength cannot be measured by simple destructive power.

Even for players like "Destroy the Nation," who are known for their wide-area attack range, the immense destructive power is merely an attribute attached to their attacks.

The nature of its attack is certainly not as simple as "wide-ranging destruction".

Otherwise, player combat would simply be a matter of comparing "equivalent strength".

The reality is that even antimatter bombs cannot penetrate some items with bizarre defensive capabilities.

In Fan Xiao's view, the giant in front of him was just mindlessly venting his energy.

Of course, only he, who wields the "Angel of Death," could say such a thing.

Such a massive display has likely already exceeded the upper limit of a Grade B defensive item.

Even a regular B-level player can't stop him.

The next instant, two of the four little angels who were holding Cassandra teleported away and joined the defense team.

Thirteen little angels freed their hands and simultaneously extended and enlarged their blood-red scythes, slashing forward.

The shockwaves, thunderous energy, and invisible mental impacts that bombarded the area would vanish without a trace upon contact with the crimson slash.

The massive and awe-inspiring attack unleashed by the giant was forcibly hollowed out by the little angels, turning into a "donut" shape, and was launched towards the rear of Fan Xiao and the others—who happened to be inside the hollow and were unaffected.

The next instant, a thunderous roar resounded.

A tremendous tremor, as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had caved in, occurred high in the sky and swept wildly outwards.

The entire A1 base trembled, many of the more fragile buildings collapsed, and millions of mentally weakened local residents were terrified by the huge commotion, letting out screams of terror.

Base A1 immediately descended into chaos.

Those who were close to the point of attack even had their eardrums ruptured and were bleeding from the aftershocks.

However, Vanshaw and Cassandra, who were the main targets of the attack, were completely unharmed.

At most, the lack of air makes it temporarily impossible for them to breathe, and the vacuum environment causes an imbalance in air pressure inside and outside their bodies.

Given the level of severity of the environment, C and the player's evolution rate should be enough to withstand it for at least half a day.

Fan Xiao, who possessed the "ancestor of flesh and blood," was completely unaffected.

Fan Xiao's only worry now is that this suddenly appearing giant will wage a war of attrition against him.

That is, to continuously launch various attacks to prevent him from escaping from Base A1.

The other party's reaction speed is at the same level as the current Little Angel—both are A-level.

In other words, the little angel couldn't take him and Cassandra with him and fly away while they weren't looking.

The previous black crescent moons were easy to destroy. By passing through the area covered by crescent moons and then destroying the huge spatial barrier that covered the entire A1 base, one could escape.

It won't actually take very long.

But the attacks launched by the giants now are different; they fill almost every inch of space.

The little angels used their scythes to extinguish the attack, just as if they were stuck in water and were trying to cut through it with their scythes.

If they're not careful, water will seep in through the gaps in their defenses and attack Vanshaw and Cassandra.

In this situation, they couldn't even continue flying; they could only float in place and defend themselves in all directions.

The little angel's presence time is only four minutes, and almost half a minute has already been wasted.

If the giants keep launching attacks and wage a war of attrition against them, until the little angel's manifestation time ends... Fan Xiao has to admit that if it really comes to that, even he would be in a life-or-death crisis.

Thinking of this, Fan Xiao immediately gave the little angels the order: "Use the earth as cover and leave from underground!"

There must be a spatial barrier underground as well.

However, this thing was as fragile as paper when faced with the blood-red scythe.

Although the little angel cannot see the spatial barrier, it can destroy it as long as it touches it when it slashes forward.

Shash Sen's methods of sealing off Base A1 posed no threat to him whatsoever.

The earth's strata can help withstand the attacks of the giants that Sash Sen has transformed into—the giants are Sash Sen in disguise, as Vanshaw had seen before.

This made their escape much easier and smoother.

Whoosh—the little angels obeyed the command and flew towards the ground with Vanshaw and Cassandra.

The sudden acceleration, exceeding the speed of sound, caused Cassandra intense discomfort, as if her internal organs had shifted, making her want to vomit.