Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 1516: Chapter 820: Master of the Battlefield! (Part 2)

On the way, some people fell into traps, but none of the players cared about their trapped teammates; they just charged forward madly.

The distance between them quickly closed, and Qing Chen’s level was low, making it impossible for him to outrun them.

Moreover, Qing Chen attempted to hide, but was always easily found.

In doing so, he actually delayed his escape time.

Qing Chen also realized something was wrong; the opponent must have used some means to lock onto his position!

“Get ready to find an opportunity, kill with one strike,” the captain whispered, “Don’t give him a chance to fight back.”

But at that moment, a cliff appeared in front of him, and without hesitation, Qing Chen leaped.

This cliff was over fifty meters high, and he lightly fell into the river, causing barely any splash.

The players chasing him watched, their pupils shrinking at the height: “He even prepared a retreat route!”

“Do we follow and jump? Jumping down might kill us.”

“Jump! We can’t let him escape the two-kilometer range of the Hunter mark. There’s an order from above; we must kill him! Obey!” the captain didn’t hesitate and jumped in, being swept downstream along with the rapid current.

Other players also jumped, but five or six of them died instantly in the river…

At this height, without diving skills, it’s deadly!

Within the turbulent river, the captain’s head surfaced as he tried to find Qing Chen’s trace.

But to his surprise, Qing Chen was not downstream, but upstream.

The captain focused his gaze and saw through the clear water the White Light Person clenching a dagger, swiftly swimming towards his teammates!

After falling into the river, this White Light Person did not continue running, but relied on his strong swimming skills, holding onto a reef, hiding securely in the dark, taking breaths while waiting for a new opportunity.

When the Phoenix Guild players fell into the water, he immediately clenched the dagger and dived into the water.

Back then, to complete his life-and-death trial, he soaked in the seawater of the world with mighty virtue for an untold amount of time, giant waves, undertows, countless times.

And at this moment, all players were in chaos after falling into the river; it was the best time to kill!

Within just five seconds, Qing Chen seized a player, sliced the opponent’s throat underwater, and kicked him in the chest, using the force to surge towards another player.

The targeted player was shocked and tried to use a skill, but suddenly, Thunder erupted in the water, stunning him.

Before the player could react, Qing Chen was already beside him, slashing his throat and using the momentum to leave, a seamless move.

The captain, witnessing this, immediately tried to use his skill to freeze the river, intending to trap Qing Chen.

But before he could cast, the rapid current slammed him into a reef, nearly knocking him unconscious.

This terrain was more complex than a forest!

However, after killing two players, Qing Chen did not linger but swam quickly towards the shore, taking advantage of the opportunity.

The Phoenix Guild still had over thirty people in the river, and many had already adjusted to their underwater state; an Ice Arrow just pierced through Qing Chen’s shoulder in the water.

He could no longer continue fighting!

Qing Chen observed that among these players, there were at least seven or eight C-Class, and the leader was likely B-Class.

He had just risen to C-Class, and if he continued to be greedy, even a casually thrown area skill could focus fire him to death.

Moreover, he was now injured.

The captain shouted loudly, “Chase him, he’s heading to the shore, keep pursuing!”

As Qing Chen swam, he looked up towards the sky.

Following his line of sight, the captain saw an airship gliding across the sky, dropping airdrops in various areas.

Qing Chen, upon reaching the shore, did not stop. He decisively ran towards the airdrop point.

The captain felt a chill in his heart; who knew what these airdrops would contain? If there were firearms, several more might die on their side.

The captain desperately swam to the shore, chasing with the remaining twenty squad members.

“Where did the marked target go?!” the captain shouted.

The Assassin Hunter pointed at the 11 o’clock direction, “There!”

“Chase! I saw his shoulder was pierced by an Ice Arrow; even if he gets the firearms in the airdrop, he can’t sustain the fight,” the captain yelled.

The group went through the woods on the other side of the river, following the Hunter’s mark all the way.

However, as they finally saw Qing Chen in the distance, they found him half-kneeling on the ground, one arm unable to lift due to the brachial plexus injury, but the other hand was deftly assembling an automatic rifle.

The captain squinted slightly while running, for from a distance, he felt that the White Light Person’s aura changed once he had the firearm.

Composed, confident.

The opponent half-kneeling on the ground was like a piece of art meticulously sculpted by an artist, no longer in a state of panic, but with determination.

It was as if he commanded the battlefield.

The captain said, “Advance quickly, get within casting distance! Don’t be afraid, at this distance it’s hard for him to hit us, at most half will die rushing over, the remaining half can finish him off.”

But by then, Qing Chen had already completed the final step of assembly. He held the gun single-handedly, using his teeth to chamber a round, muttering quietly, “Why did the airdrop deliver firearms as parts, isn’t that intentionally increasing difficulty?”

As he spoke, Qing Chen lifted the gun single-handedly and fired, without even aiming.

The captain, seeing him not aiming, felt secretly glad.

Holding a gun single-handedly without aiming, the firearm was at most for show!

But in the next second, he saw a player beside him falling backward, a narrow bullet hole in the center of their forehead.

The captain’s mind raced; he had no idea if this was a coincidence or if the opponent actually had such skill?

If it truly was skill, this must be the champion in a tri-service competition, fed with bullets by a military brigade, right?

The captain instinctively activated the recording option and immediately dived to the left.

Going prone can reduce exposure and avoid being hit by stray bullets.

But before he could devise a strategy, everything went black, and he awoke in the virtual warehouse of the real world!

“It wasn’t a coincidence, their marksmanship is absolute!” the captain said loudly.

In the Superconductor World, Qing Chen half-knelt on the ground, calculating carefully with each trigger pull to ensure one bullet could kill one player.

Until the remaining players finally sensed something was wrong and hid behind trees, no longer daring to come out.

Qing Chen, gun in hand, slowly retreated, turning to run when reaching a certain distance.

Although only a sliver of experience away from B-Class, he chose to withdraw. Eight hundred meters away there was another airdrop; he needed to check if there were any supplies.

Dawn was near, and as a housekeeper, he had to log off. The poisonous circle was slowly closing in; he needed to get to a safe place, one that wouldn’t be reached by the circle for 12 hours, to log off.

According to calculations, the poisonous circle would take at least another 6 days to force everyone to the center’s Red River Valley, Qing Chen still had plenty of time.

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Outside the 8th Multidimensional World, everyone watched the White Light Person’s kill count rise by 17 in just 12 seconds.

Bystanders were baffled about what was happening!

Someone murmured, “Aren’t the players of the Phoenix Guild supposed to be strong? How did 17 of them get killed all at once?! Wasn’t it said that when the White Light Person entered, he was just an F-Class novice account? How could he kill so many guild players at once…”

While speaking, some gaze turned to the leader of the Phoenix Guild.

This guild leader’s face was dark, knowing that it was a spy placed within their guild acting independently, and in the end, he became the backdrop for the White Light Person?!

However, even he was puzzled, how so many could not eliminate one White Light Person? Who was this entity that managed to stir so much unrest by himself?

In the distance, the Black Spider thoughtfully spoke to a subordinate, “Now he has exposed lots of clues, go check which military sharpshooters logged in to the Superconductor World at this time. Also, confirm with the spies we’ve recruited in the Eastern Continent whether Joker is still in the Eastern Continent Federation.”