Beating Instances through Words Left by the Dead

Chapter 405: Chapter 220: Department Manager Sean

Fei Guang finished speaking and pulled out a red and black striped flag, forcefully stabbing it into the ground.

A faint red and black glow emanated from the flag, sweeping across the entire dungeon area in an instant.

After the red and black glow flickered, Booker and Colton were surprised to find their compulsory exit item had failed.

The space within the dungeon had actually been locked by Fei Guang using an item.

This meant that unless they completed the dungeon, there was no other way to leave.

Fei Guang looked at everyone with a smirk, ”Since you don’t want to leave, then don’t.”

Fei Guang’s actions exceeded Booker and Colton’s expectations.

Ah Guang, you’re doing this for real?

Disbelief showed on their faces as they looked at the approaching Iron Armor Corps members, wanting to ask, how dare you, aren’t you afraid of my teammates?

This wasn’t because they were made stupid by the White Tower, thinking that with the White Tower’s title, no one would dare touch them.

But the core member titles of the Four Major Organizations were so usable that any rational player, especially the leaders of smaller factions, wouldn’t lightly touch a core member of the Four Major Organizations.

The reason was simple, Iron Armor Corps were known for their player ambushes and extreme revenge, dubbed the Scourge Gang.

Yet when it came to acting against players and having a high level of vengeance, Iron Armor Corps were nothing compared to the Four Major Organizations.

Provoking the Four Major Organizations meant facing not just in-game revenge but real-world repercussions.

Furthermore, for Transcendents, their revenge isn’t concerned about who started it or who owes whom.

A small faction daring to target people from the Four Major Organizations, especially actively ambushing them, often faced annihilation.

Similarly, even in Peaceful Town, though the Iron Armor Corps trio weren’t afraid of Sword Star, just hearing the name of the Management Bureau ensured they showed no disrespect outwardly.

Just like in the Midnight Graveyard Dungeon, Lei Hu easily took out Cannon, making other players on-site not even dare to breathe heavily, yet even then, when facing weakling Wu Chang, they only dared to isolate him with other players, not to strike him.

For such malignant events, any report, regardless of involvement, would see the Four Major Organizations overlook past grievances and offer generous rewards.

Participants and their factions would be thoroughly cleansed post-event, assuring no worries of revenge.

With these two rules, any informed individual could be a whistleblower.

Aside from the three Evil God cults, no faction dared openly confront the Four Major Organizations.

Iron Armor Corps was a scourge faction in the Desolate Realm, countless players wanted them gone, yet they thrived because they understood survival skills well, never provoking unmanageable entities.

But currently, Iron Armor Corps dared to act against their White Tower.

Madness, sheer madness!

Booker and Colton didn’t know what gave Iron Armor Corps their confidence, but at this point, they needed to survive first and escape.

No matter how cruel the repercussions faced by Iron Armor Corps today, if they died, it would be meaningless to them.

Whistle~

Booker placed his thumb and forefinger in his mouth, blowing a sharp whistle, and in the next moment, a mound of earth lifted beneath him.

The mound shattered, and a giant motorcycle, nearly two meters tall and over four meters in length with rollers like wide wheels, burst out.

Booker grabbed Colton beside him, leaping onto the motorcycle and charging towards the weakest defense point.

Booker lifted the front wheel, and numerous sharp saw blades shot from the motorcycle’s front, instantly mangling an Iron Armor Corps member before him, sending them flying.

Colton stood on the back of the motorcycle, both hands withdrawing sets of cards, opening them like a fan.

Two decks of cards, totaling a hundred and eight cards, were all Jokers.

He threw out the cards, they shot out like throwing knives, simultaneously targeting all Iron Armor Corps members, each receiving seven cards.

Iron Armor Corps members dared not take them head-on and had to resort to various powers to block.

The instant their skills or items made contact with the cards, they realized something was amiss; the cards bore not much force, and upon contact, they stuck softly to their skills or items.

In the next moment, they saw a clown with a strange smile climbing out from the cards, bypassing their defenses, embracing various parts of their bodies, then exploding fiercely.

Hundreds of violent explosions sounded, nearly deafening everyone present.

Amidst the explosions and booms, Booker drove the motorcycle away swiftly.

The few players remaining in the dungeon were all somewhat confident in their strength; none were foolish.

Seeing Booker make his move, they had already prepared for battle, and now seeing the opportunity, they followed him to escape.

Booker’s motorcycle was fast, Colton’s cards were hard to fend against; if it were just ordinary members of an elite combat team present, maybe they could have escaped.

But here, the leaders of the elite combat corps and two strongest captains were gathered, all holding hidden professions with rich combat experience; in true power, they were superior to Booker and Colton.

Chiba spread her palm, a rose appeared in her hand, the rose broke into several petals, sticking to the approaching cards, turning into ordinary poker upon contact, falling to the ground.