Beating Instances through Words Left by the Dead

Chapter 330: Chapter 196: The Poor Wretch Trapped in a Time Loop

The Surgical Knife lived up to its name, with precise and quick knife skills, and the blade was very sharp.

With a single stroke, the judge wearing protective mecha was immediately split in two, the cut surface smooth and even.

An expert’s move, revealing their skill instantly.

Just by observing this one stroke, the attributes and abilities of the Surgical Knife were apparent; his strength surpassed all the players Wu Chang had encountered, ranking him easily among the top fifty players in the Desolate Realm.

Moreover, his knife looked great. Though it was just a B-Level item in terms of quality, it harbored a special energy that could inflict substantial extra damage, surpassing even ordinary A-Level items.

What’s more rare is that despite the Surgical Knife’s formidable strength, he did not possess the strong aura of Secret Ceremony Masters or Ma Jia. He appeared just like a small, insignificant player; even Lei Hu, who appeared in the Midnight Cemetery, was more imposing than him.

If not for deliberately playing up the role of a nobody, it suggested that the Surgical Knife’s experiences couldn’t sustain a building of momentum; in other words, among his contemporaries, he was merely an average, forgettable presence.

A seemingly insignificant character, yet exceptionally powerful, suggesting that the Surgical Knife might not be from the Desolate Realm but a player from the Abyss Second Layer, Realm of Reason.

The Surgical Knife’s blade was quick, making moves without any warning. Even if Wu Chang encountered him, he could only rely on his shields to withstand the attack and seize the moment to counterattack.

Yet, He Yun reacted immediately, devoid of panic or anger, as if the Surgical Knife held not an illegal weapon but two fruit knives, and she swung a punch with a plain expression.

The mechanical boxing gloves on her fist shone with sakura pink light, the light tracing a straight line in the air. Before the Surgical Knife’s swing reached its peak force, it collided with the blade, intercepting it.

What seemed like a light jab to disrupt the opponent’s momentum carried substantial weight under the enhancement of the mechanical boxing gloves and auxiliary mecha, like a truck meeting an electric wheelchair.

The mechanical boxing gloves not only neutralized the force of the blade but pushed both knives forward, striking the Surgical Knife’s face.

When He Yun withdrew her fist, everyone saw the backs of both knives embedded deeply into the Surgical Knife’s skull. Had the punch been any stronger, the knife backs might have sliced directly through his head.

Following a brief silence, an enthusiastic cheer erupted in the bar.

”He Yun!”

”He Yun!”

”He Yun!”

By the bar, the bartender said smugly, ”See, this is why I told you not to mess with He Yun. Oh? Where’d he go?”

Turning his head, he discovered that Wu Chang, who had just been sitting at the bar, had vanished without a trace.

”Hey, tab’s on hold for the intel, does the milk count too?”

On the ring, He Yun received a transfer from the host and warned:

”Letting shady characters into the fight club will only cause trouble eventually.”

The host laughed it off, saying, ”That’s why we have you here, plus everyone loves watching outsiders fight.”

He Yun shook her head, refusing to engage with those who pursue show effects regardless of consequences.

She navigated the lively crowd, picked up her jacket from a seat, and exited through the bar’s back door.

Facing her was a narrow alley. As soon as she closed the door, someone beside her spoke:

”Why does he want to kill you?”

He Yun narrowed her eyes slightly; she hadn’t noticed anyone nearby until they spoke.

”Who knows, maybe just for fun.”

Wu Chang pressed, ”Do people here all find fun this way?”

”You should ask Lao Fan about that, the bartender who just served you milk.” He Yun wanted to avoid entanglement with Wu Chang, so she moved past him toward the alley’s end.

Wu Chang, with a hint of surprise, said, ”Have you been watching me?”

He Yun retorted, ”Impossible not to notice you; you might be the first to order hot milk since Whiskey Shard Bar opened.”

No hint of embarrassment on Wu Chang’s face, he quickly stepped in front of He Yun, turning to say, ”Could it be, I planned this to catch your attention? My name is Peace.”

”Forget it, I’m not a fan of peace. It’s already twelve-thirty, shouldn’t a kid who hasn’t weaned go home?”

He Yun bypassed Wu Chang once more, threw back a sarcastic remark, and walked forward without looking back.

He Yun wasn’t interested in meeting Wu Chang, but Wu Chang was eager to meet her.

Evidently, He Yun was being purposefully hunted by players from the Abyss Second Layer.

Even a pig entering the Abyss Second Layer would grow clever and plan before acting.

The Surgical Knife’s assassination attempt on He Yun was undoubtedly premeditated and specific in its target.

Recalling Kristen’s words, someone has already found a way to disrupt the Pillar of the Present World, and they’ve succeeded multiple times.

The Surgical Knife’s attempt on He Yun was likely related to destabilizing the Pillar of the Present World.

This implies that He Yun is undoubtedly an important figure in the 88th Underground Shelter.

Kristen planted a seed in his mind when she shared information about the Abyss Second Layer and the Pillar of the Present World.

The Pillar of the Present World serves as a return passage to reality from the Abyss Second Layer; entering the Abyss Second Layer creates a demand for the Pillar, leading to dependency due to the monopoly of the Four Major Organizations.

How can the Pillar of the Present World, vital to the entire player community, be allowed to remain monopolized by the Four Major Organizations?

At least give him a piece of it.

He planned to unveil the identity of the mysterious newcomer before everyone without revealing that the mysterious newcomer was indeed him.