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Chapter 177
Once O'Connor saw Sheyan diving to the side, he understood his perilous situation. However, he was only a support lacking in both physique and agility, hence he couldn't react with quick agility. Hence, not even half a step later, his legs immediately felt numb, he got shot. In the nightmare realm where danger lurks in every corner, everyone would have their own emergency contingencies. O'Connor was no exception. He calmly waved his cane as a gla.s.s like protective screen appeared over him like a gla.s.s room. This was O'Connor's equipment ability: Gla.s.s box! During its duration, it will lessen all damages! As the gun sounds resonated and the bullets pierced through the air, sparks formed as it pa.s.s through the transparent gla.s.s. When it reached O'Connor, its power had greatly reduced. At this moment, O'Connor's blazing fireball forced its way into the room on the second floor, and exploded! The inferno scattered everywhere like the rain as its torrential flames flooded the area, it looked more terrifying than a napalm explosion! "Such insane might...." Sheyan's pupils shrank. This was the first time he indicated clear acknowledgement of spell in this world. From the latest event, he understood that once a mighty support cla.s.s successfully displayed his abilities, he could create such devastating AOE damage!
Witnessing this scene, black s.h.i.+rt Orlan's eyes turned red. The three savage grey wolves had pounced onto him, wildly ripping and munching. His two hands suddenly illuminated a black glow, as the glow bubbled about his hands like boiling water. Although it was bright daylight now, the glow gave one an eerie chill. Then black s.h.i.+rt Orlan bent down, as though tolerating the painful lacerations. He half knelt and punched the ground with the black glow on his hands. Consecutively, a queer ringing of the bell could be heard. "Come out, Sadako Yamamura!" O'Connor was an inch away from reaching the building and its protective blind spot. Suddenly beneath him, the ground turned dark as a deathly white hand erupted out and clutched his ankles! It was like O'Connor froze within time, even his complacent and disdainful expression was locked on his face. Ability: Sadako Yamamura (TN: the ghost from the Ring movie) Origin: The Ring Ominous acquiring method Usage requirements: Consumes spell caster's life points by 33% Sorcery medium (Material): A strand of hair from a female corpse after 36 hours of her death (Obtainable in any world) Usage effects: Summon out Sadako's hands to contact the target's body, causing target to sink into paralysis effect lasting 15 seconds. When the target receives the next primary attack, 30% chance of removing paralysis effect. The second attack and subsequent attacks, 60% chance of removing paralysis effect. Of course the cool and collected Diaz wouldn't pa.s.s on this golden opportunity. He wasn't anxious to attack O'Connor but instead started reloading his bullets. One round, two round, slowly, the unfeeling Karabiner rifle was fully loaded. He still had the time to blow the tip of his rifle. He then took aim. Fire! Diaz's eyes squinted gently with his finger bent. His shoulder blade firmly cus.h.i.+oned the gun's fierce recoil, as the fiery bullets sprayed out of the barrel. After that, he immediately activated his ability: Burst shot. 3 consecutive! The essence of this discharge is relying on this MP to dish out the bullets, hence there wasn';t any interval between his firing. After Burst shot. 3 consecutive were issued, The firearm firing interval had reached 3 seconds, (TN: his firing rate is once every 3 seconds, his ability allowed him to release 3 shots without triggering but using his MP) That meant if his target didn't possess high agility, Diaz would be able to land five rounds on him. To Diaz, this was currently his most formidable killing method. Using this method against the mountain troll previously, he singlehandedly dished out 70% HP worth of damage! At present, even though there was the contestant's damage limitation and the protection of his Gla.s.s box, O'Connor's fate was unknown against this lethal might! 5 fatal bullets blasted through the air, as the first 3 crashed against the gla.s.s box utterly decimating it. It looked like a layer of frost dissolving into the river. The final two bullets penetrated O'Connor's heart and the center of his head, forming two budding blood patch. O'Connor's HP already took a heavy blow from the previous attacks, and the final two bullets directly depleted his life force! Amidst the tragic gus.h.i.+ng of blood, a crimson red key plopped onto the ground, attracting everyone's attention. Presently, Sheyan had already drank a mouthful of 'Endless Spirited vodka' and recovered some HP. He then reappeared with a detached wooden door. Although this door couldn't offer much protection, it s.h.i.+elded him from the vision of others, which greatly reduced the chances of being targeted. Sheyan timing coincidentally matched with Diaz's rearming duration. At this moment, the remnants of the blazing fireball was still around. The opposite room was crackling with flames, sending a heat wave across the entire room. He believed people inside the room wouldn't even notice his existence. When Diaz's rifle rearming period expired, Sheyan had already entered his blind spot. The other Banks Syndicate members who had established overall dominance had already discovered the movements at this side. The bright flames illuminated a crack in their eye sockets, as 2 - 3 guys immediately rushed back to aid. The remaining remnants of the Symbiosis sect finally obtained some breathing s.p.a.ce, as they started to retaliate against their 'fleeing' opponents. After the Banks Syndicate members discovered the fire behind them, they shouted out for Diaz and Felix to swiftly return to aid. However, the two of them remained indifferent. Diaz was originally a lone traveller, he couldn't care less about the tragic few deaths of the Banks Syndicate members. The golden spectacled Felix was even more treacherous - more deaths would provide him a greater stepping stone, this would emphasise his importance towards them and shaped his future. Therefore, once Sheyan reached the temporary medical shelter of the Banks Syndicate, the nearest reinforcement was still dozens of metres away. As Sheyan looked into his ruthless eyes, he slowed down his footsteps. Deciding not to take the stairs, he instantly jumped and grabbed onto the edge of the veranda before flinging himself in. That pursuing Banks Syndicate had a rigid and lifeless expression, even carrying a thread of despair. At this moment, three consecutive shots pierced into his back as he collapsed onto the ground. This attack was issued from his enemy, Mogensha! Although at the same time Mogensha was in a sorry and dangerous state, as he received 2 - 3 strikes with blood spurting out from all sides. But undoubtedly, his n.o.ble actions ensured Sheyan wouldn't have troubles from his rear! Sheyan laughed crazily. The Banks Syndicate had obviously planned much for this operation, why would they leave this crucial temporary medical shelter without protection. How would it not possess a single protective contingency? Therefore, he obviously wouldn't take the conventional way but entered through the porch. Thus, he naturally avoided the prior snares that the Banks Syndicate had planted. After ascending, Sheyan blew apart the room door with his fist. Luckily, that support contestant was just there, as Venter who was still burning from the inferno was supporting him to retreat. Furthermore, the heavily wounded Sidang had also been burnt black, obviously dying on the spot. No wonder a blood key dropped out of O'Connor, actually he had already incurred slayer value after finis.h.i.+ng off Sidang. "It's you?!" Venter stared at Sheyan, his eyes exposing his hatred and contempt. He coldly sneered. "I should have killed you previously, who would expect you actually came running back to die?" Sheyan smiled widely, his white teeth were dyed with blood! With a flick of his wrist, a crow black hatchet appeared as he directly chopped forward. He could see clearly, after that blazing inferno, that support cla.s.s contestant had a huge hole burnt through his mantle, exposing his figure. It astonis.h.i.+ngly exposed a tender waist and fair skin, looking extremely delicate. It was a western looking female! Sheyan's hatchet directly hacked towards this female's neck without restraint instead of the nearby Venter! "b.a.s.t.a.r.d!" Venter fumed. He swung his broadsword with one hand, horizontally cutting against Sheyan's waist. Obviously he was trying to deter Sheyan and cause him to withdraw his a.s.sault. Who knew Sheyan was already determined to receive his attack. He smiled as he ignored Venter and instead chopped down faster. Blood splashed out as that support cla.s.s female contestant released a mournful screech. The magic gown wrapping around her seemed to possess terrible defence as a long hole was split apart by Sheyan's hatchet. Her white skin, tattered gown and crimson blood created an unexplainable cruel but beautiful art, just like a delicate flower floating down and being trampled upon. Venter roared angrily, as though he was the one that received the devastating chop of the hatchet. After receiving Venter's slash, Sheyan was thrown back several steps but never received any crus.h.i.+ng damage. The real damage from this sword was only 27 points, actually lower than Sheyan's expectation. Sheyan completely ignored that attack, as he laughed out loudly and frenziedly chop down without caring for his own safety! Of course, Sheyan's target was always that female support cla.s.s contestant!
Once O'Connor saw Sheyan diving to the side, he understood his perilous situation. However, he was only a support lacking in both physique and agility, hence he couldn't react with quick agility. Hence, not even half a step later, his legs immediately felt numb, he got shot. In the nightmare realm where danger lurks in every corner, everyone would have their own emergency contingencies. O'Connor was no exception. He calmly waved his cane as a gla.s.s like protective screen appeared over him like a gla.s.s room. This was O'Connor's equipment ability: Gla.s.s box! During its duration, it will lessen all damages! As the gun sounds resonated and the bullets pierced through the air, sparks formed as it pa.s.s through the transparent gla.s.s. When it reached O'Connor, its power had greatly reduced. At this moment, O'Connor's blazing fireball forced its way into the room on the second floor, and exploded! The inferno scattered everywhere like the rain as its torrential flames flooded the area, it looked more terrifying than a napalm explosion! "Such insane might...." Sheyan's pupils shrank. This was the first time he indicated clear acknowledgement of spell in this world. From the latest event, he understood that once a mighty support cla.s.s successfully displayed his abilities, he could create such devastating AOE damage!
Witnessing this scene, black s.h.i.+rt Orlan's eyes turned red. The three savage grey wolves had pounced onto him, wildly ripping and munching. His two hands suddenly illuminated a black glow, as the glow bubbled about his hands like boiling water. Although it was bright daylight now, the glow gave one an eerie chill. Then black s.h.i.+rt Orlan bent down, as though tolerating the painful lacerations. He half knelt and punched the ground with the black glow on his hands. Consecutively, a queer ringing of the bell could be heard. "Come out, Sadako Yamamura!" O'Connor was an inch away from reaching the building and its protective blind spot. Suddenly beneath him, the ground turned dark as a deathly white hand erupted out and clutched his ankles! It was like O'Connor froze within time, even his complacent and disdainful expression was locked on his face. Ability: Sadako Yamamura (TN: the ghost from the Ring movie) Origin: The Ring Ominous acquiring method Usage requirements: Consumes spell caster's life points by 33% Sorcery medium (Material): A strand of hair from a female corpse after 36 hours of her death (Obtainable in any world) Usage effects: Summon out Sadako's hands to contact the target's body, causing target to sink into paralysis effect lasting 15 seconds. When the target receives the next primary attack, 30% chance of removing paralysis effect. The second attack and subsequent attacks, 60% chance of removing paralysis effect. Of course the cool and collected Diaz wouldn't pa.s.s on this golden opportunity. He wasn't anxious to attack O'Connor but instead started reloading his bullets. One round, two round, slowly, the unfeeling Karabiner rifle was fully loaded. He still had the time to blow the tip of his rifle. He then took aim. Fire! Diaz's eyes squinted gently with his finger bent. His shoulder blade firmly cus.h.i.+oned the gun's fierce recoil, as the fiery bullets sprayed out of the barrel. After that, he immediately activated his ability: Burst shot. 3 consecutive! The essence of this discharge is relying on this MP to dish out the bullets, hence there wasn';t any interval between his firing. After Burst shot. 3 consecutive were issued, The firearm firing interval had reached 3 seconds, (TN: his firing rate is once every 3 seconds, his ability allowed him to release 3 shots without triggering but using his MP) That meant if his target didn't possess high agility, Diaz would be able to land five rounds on him. To Diaz, this was currently his most formidable killing method. Using this method against the mountain troll previously, he singlehandedly dished out 70% HP worth of damage! At present, even though there was the contestant's damage limitation and the protection of his Gla.s.s box, O'Connor's fate was unknown against this lethal might! 5 fatal bullets blasted through the air, as the first 3 crashed against the gla.s.s box utterly decimating it. It looked like a layer of frost dissolving into the river. The final two bullets penetrated O'Connor's heart and the center of his head, forming two budding blood patch. O'Connor's HP already took a heavy blow from the previous attacks, and the final two bullets directly depleted his life force! Amidst the tragic gus.h.i.+ng of blood, a crimson red key plopped onto the ground, attracting everyone's attention. Presently, Sheyan had already drank a mouthful of 'Endless Spirited vodka' and recovered some HP. He then reappeared with a detached wooden door. Although this door couldn't offer much protection, it s.h.i.+elded him from the vision of others, which greatly reduced the chances of being targeted. Sheyan timing coincidentally matched with Diaz's rearming duration. At this moment, the remnants of the blazing fireball was still around. The opposite room was crackling with flames, sending a heat wave across the entire room. He believed people inside the room wouldn't even notice his existence. When Diaz's rifle rearming period expired, Sheyan had already entered his blind spot. The other Banks Syndicate members who had established overall dominance had already discovered the movements at this side. The bright flames illuminated a crack in their eye sockets, as 2 - 3 guys immediately rushed back to aid. The remaining remnants of the Symbiosis sect finally obtained some breathing s.p.a.ce, as they started to retaliate against their 'fleeing' opponents. After the Banks Syndicate members discovered the fire behind them, they shouted out for Diaz and Felix to swiftly return to aid. However, the two of them remained indifferent. Diaz was originally a lone traveller, he couldn't care less about the tragic few deaths of the Banks Syndicate members. The golden spectacled Felix was even more treacherous - more deaths would provide him a greater stepping stone, this would emphasise his importance towards them and shaped his future. Therefore, once Sheyan reached the temporary medical shelter of the Banks Syndicate, the nearest reinforcement was still dozens of metres away. As Sheyan looked into his ruthless eyes, he slowed down his footsteps. Deciding not to take the stairs, he instantly jumped and grabbed onto the edge of the veranda before flinging himself in. That pursuing Banks Syndicate had a rigid and lifeless expression, even carrying a thread of despair. At this moment, three consecutive shots pierced into his back as he collapsed onto the ground. This attack was issued from his enemy, Mogensha! Although at the same time Mogensha was in a sorry and dangerous state, as he received 2 - 3 strikes with blood spurting out from all sides. But undoubtedly, his n.o.ble actions ensured Sheyan wouldn't have troubles from his rear! Sheyan laughed crazily. The Banks Syndicate had obviously planned much for this operation, why would they leave this crucial temporary medical shelter without protection. How would it not possess a single protective contingency? Therefore, he obviously wouldn't take the conventional way but entered through the porch. Thus, he naturally avoided the prior snares that the Banks Syndicate had planted. After ascending, Sheyan blew apart the room door with his fist. Luckily, that support contestant was just there, as Venter who was still burning from the inferno was supporting him to retreat. Furthermore, the heavily wounded Sidang had also been burnt black, obviously dying on the spot. No wonder a blood key dropped out of O'Connor, actually he had already incurred slayer value after finis.h.i.+ng off Sidang. "It's you?!" Venter stared at Sheyan, his eyes exposing his hatred and contempt. He coldly sneered. "I should have killed you previously, who would expect you actually came running back to die?" Sheyan smiled widely, his white teeth were dyed with blood! With a flick of his wrist, a crow black hatchet appeared as he directly chopped forward. He could see clearly, after that blazing inferno, that support cla.s.s contestant had a huge hole burnt through his mantle, exposing his figure. It astonis.h.i.+ngly exposed a tender waist and fair skin, looking extremely delicate. It was a western looking female! Sheyan's hatchet directly hacked towards this female's neck without restraint instead of the nearby Venter! "b.a.s.t.a.r.d!" Venter fumed. He swung his broadsword with one hand, horizontally cutting against Sheyan's waist. Obviously he was trying to deter Sheyan and cause him to withdraw his a.s.sault. Who knew Sheyan was already determined to receive his attack. He smiled as he ignored Venter and instead chopped down faster. Blood splashed out as that support cla.s.s female contestant released a mournful screech. The magic gown wrapping around her seemed to possess terrible defence as a long hole was split apart by Sheyan's hatchet. Her white skin, tattered gown and crimson blood created an unexplainable cruel but beautiful art, just like a delicate flower floating down and being trampled upon. Venter roared angrily, as though he was the one that received the devastating chop of the hatchet. After receiving Venter's slash, Sheyan was thrown back several steps but never received any crus.h.i.+ng damage. The real damage from this sword was only 27 points, actually lower than Sheyan's expectation. Sheyan completely ignored that attack, as he laughed out loudly and frenziedly chop down without caring for his own safety! Of course, Sheyan's target was always that female support cla.s.s contestant!
