First Player

Chapter 686: Six hundred and eighty-three

   Chapter 686 Chapter 683 · "Su Ming'an, how lucky you are."

   Staff player Liz said: "There is observer Yueyue in that group. If she is dead, she is really dead. Edward, let her go alone. If you kill her, public opinion will be bad."

  Edward glanced at Liz: "No need."

   He knew there was Yueyue in this army, but so what?

  Edward gradually discovered that Su Mingan was indeed the darling of the world game. Whether it was the observer or the single target of Shen Xue and Wang Xingxing in the third world, it seemed that these copies were made for Su Mingan - this made him even more suspicious of Su Mingan.

"Doesn't she have a levitating boat? If she can walk in front of the water, she can last for a while." Edward said lightly, "I want to see if Su Mingan, who is far away in the City of God, can save her despite the nuclear explosion. ."

   This is a game he set up.

  Su Ming'an couldn't take this into consideration at all, Yueyue would surely die, and this was the best outcome.

  "..." Liz fell into silence. Beside her, Liu Enhao, Ermelato and other **** camp players stopped talking. They were born with Edward and had no psychological burden to kill Yueyue.

   "Om-!"

  The truck started, and several high beams pierced the night snow like sharp blades. Edward and others attacked from both sides, with the goal of completely destroying the army of the Free Alliance.

  Suddenly, a red dot appeared on the detector.

   "There are enemy troops on it!" The detection player Mei Fu raised his head.

   "Is it the support of the Liberty Alliance? How many people? How many planes?" People immediately became nervous.

   "No..." Mei Fu muttered to himself, in his detection, there was only one lifeform on it: "There is only one person..."

   "A man? Is he crazy?"

  The truck slammed to the brakes, and people with weapons jumped out one by one, guns aimed at the sky—

  A dark figure almost blended into the night.

   "Crack! Slap!" Several flares took off, illuminating the night like day, dispelling the pervasive night snow. At this moment, everyone saw the figure of that person clearly.

  The long wind blew his night-like windbreaker, reflecting the condensed red frost and white frost, shining like stars on a curtain.

   "—Su Ming'an!" Liz shouted loudly.

  —The first player actually gave up on the frontline battle? What should Linguang do when he launches a nuclear explosion?

   They have subconsciously handed over the task of "preventing nuclear explosions" to Su Ming'an, forgetting that this is the responsibility of all players.

   "It's Akto from the freedom camp!" Some soldiers recognized this figure who often preached.

   "The Lord of Doom City? Why is he here?"

   A bearded little commander sneered: "If he really dares to come, let him go back and forth and shoot!"

   "Tear—" There was a loud noise that seemed to tear cloth, the muzzles of people's hands lit up, and energy bullets composed of source energy and sophisticated technology poured out into the sky, like dark blue waves.

   One after another blue energy, two in a row, two in a row, formed a soaring wave, which was swallowed up towards the figure.

   Next moment!

   "Boom-!!"

  A wheelchair barrier like an eggshell rose up, blocking the waves that were enough to swallow clouds and mist. The energy tried to break this defensive cover, but it couldn't advance even an inch.

  Su Ming sat quietly in his wheelchair, his blue volume had been full during the journey. The wheelchair barrier protected him tightly.

   On one side is a scene like a tsunami of natural disasters. People desperately pulled the trigger and tried to engulf the figure in the sky. However, Su Ming'an did not move like a mountain, not even his clothes were blown by the wind and waves, as if such a huge wave was just a gentle breeze and drizzle to him, and there was no threat.

   "—Su Ming'an!" Edward cried out almost like a madman, his face flushed with a sickly rosy look, his eyeballs protruded, and bloodshot eyes instantly filled his eyes.

  No one could see that Edward was insane long ago.

   Before Su Mingan used a series of trials against Edward in the city of measurement, Edward was reduced to empty san. No one can remain normal after an empty sanctuary, Edward's morbid obsession with winning and losing keeps him sane, and he is no longer a normal person in essence.

  Seeing Su Mingan, Edward desperately stretched out his hand like an addicted patient. The players around them are also ruddy, and they are under the gaze of hundreds of millions of viewers.

  —The first player is always on top.

  —The eyes of hundreds of millions of people are always gathered behind the first player.

   To watch him, to follow him, to communicate with him, to be with him, or to be his enemy, to hurt him, to kill him, is a major event in the world. He is the world, and they participate in it.

   "—What barrier is that? Why can't it be broken!"

   "Damn, if we take him down, the situation of this war can be changed by us..."

   Even the soldiers were full of excitement.

   "Click-click." The clock chimed softly, the blue light flickered, and Edward took a step.

   Before Edward could use his skills, a bright red scale pattern flashed on the back of Su Ming'an's hand. In an instant, a dense blood-colored pattern rose above everyone's head, like a connected river of blood.

  —Draw a circle with the player as the center and the player's farthest field of vision as the radius, "judging" all enemies within the circle.

In an instant, countless bright red flashing lights flickered wildly on the heads of the gods. The first, second, and third... This was enough to cover the entire battlefield. The sword of Damocles was blocked.

   A cold light flashed past, like an unnoticeable reflection, followed by a strong shock. "Boom!" With a loud noise, people's vision quickly decreased, their bones, flesh and blood were distorted, and the noise on the battlefield gradually stopped. Trucks, firearms, human bodies... all pressed down at this moment. The bright red blood was spread neatly on the ground.

   No one thought that Akto would explode with such a powerful force.

   "Shhhhh!" Several automatic shields were triggered, and between the dancing damage numbers, Edward rushed out, his right half body was almost torn to shreds by the space vibration, and his internal organs were aching like fire.

   "-Su Mingan-Su Mingan-Su Mingan!!"

  's voice was torn apart by the high-decibel shout, and Edward's handsome face was hideous. He stepped into the snow-covered night sky from the ground and approached Su Mingan in the air like a cannonball. A golden sledgehammer appeared in his hand, surrounded by a colorful purple halo.

   And Su Mingan just looked down at him coldly without saying a word. There was nothing in those pure grey eyes, no anger, no hatred, no extra emotion given to him. As if he was just a clown.

   The gap in combat power is too large, and there is no suspense in this victory or defeat.

   Outside the screen, the staff member of the United Mission in charge of recording the live broadcast frowned slightly: "It's okay, Su Ming'an should not kill Edward."

   "Yeah, it's impossible for the first player to take a shot at the perfect level clearer." The female staff next to him also said the same.

   "Edward is getting more and more unstable, you should develop a new brainwashing scheme..."

  In an office, Andrew of the Northland Federal General Staff told the doctors and scholars in front of him.

   In the office next door, the head of the consortium, Wilson, frowned, the general's hat was placed on the table, and he sighed softly:

   "It's over..."

  Longguo Changjiang System Liu Jiahe was silent, closed the laptop in his hand, and walked towards the top floor of the 12th District Central Hospital.

   Yuguo Storm Branch, a charming woman rolled her eyes and started typing on the keyboard.

   On the streets, the viewership of the Spring Festival Gala dropped by more than ten percent in an instant. People turned to the live broadcast room of the first player one after another, and the forum posts were bombarded indiscriminately.

   At the Spring Festival Gala, dozens of people quietly opened the live broadcast room.

   "He won't kill Edward." Yu Ruohe said, "Edward has so many points."

   "Only Edward is allowed to kill him, but he is not allowed to kill Edward?" Su Shi sneered and ignored her.

   Even in the parallel dungeon, in the live broadcast room of the top players such as Mizushima Chuankong, the audience was rebroadcasting this scene like crazy.

   "What's with me?" Mizushimagawa said indifferently, and continued to enter the battlefield.

   "Oh, very good." Beiwang even liked it. It means that you want to kill quickly, so I can set off fireworks.

   "He? He won't kill Edward. The most he can do is beat him up." Derrick shrugged, expressing confidence.

   Aini, Isabella, Flora, Bonnie, Alger, Cynthia, Burris, Angel... all learned about what happened in this parallel copy, some people liked it, and some people frowned.

   But most people's thinking is - Edward has too many points, the proportion is too large, Su Mingan will not kill.

  —Even if Edward wanted to kill Su Mingan so much, Su Mingan would not kill Edward with his backhand. The first player is such a person who values ​​all perfect passers.

   However, what happened in reality far exceeded their expectations.

   A golden light flashed.

   "Boom!!"

  Edward's golden sledgehammer, which fell high, slammed firmly on Su Ming'an's head. But it wasn't Su Ming'an who had his head cracked. A gleam of blood suddenly burst out from Edward's forehead.

  Edward's expression was astonished, he didn't expect Su Mingan to use Noah's Chain when he came up.

   "I sent you an invitation to the tower, Edward." Su Mingan said lightly.

The    barrier unfolded instantly, and a sharp dark ray fell from the sky, pressing firmly on Edward's body. The energy suppression skill of the Heart of the Future (Purple rank), like a sword of the sky pierced through the diffuse dead aura, and Edward was firmly pressed at the bottom of the barrier like an ant.

   "Boom!" There was an explosion.

   The strength gap is getting bigger and bigger, and Su Mingan's 3000+ combat power is enough to crush the opponent.

  Edward's chance was very good. If it wasn't for Su Mingan's death rollback, Yueyue would really die. However, Edward is not as smart as Mizushima Chuanqing at the beginning, and he can't count Su Mingan who has a death rollback.

   At the moment he decided to target Su Ming'an, he had entered a dead end constructed by the circulation of time, which was a doomed tragedy, and he chose the wrong jealous person.

   "Huh!" There was a spatial vibration, Edward's left arm was shattered, and his screams were almost silent.

   Another space vibration, Edward's right arm was shattered.

   Just like when the third world ended, Edward stabbed the long sword into Su Mingan's limbs one by one, Su Mingan did the same thing to him, shattering his arms, shattering his bones, and even shattering his mechanical legs.

   "Su Mingan—" Edward lay on the ground, his eyes bloodshot.

  The audience frantically swiped the barrage and told Su Mingan to stop and tell him to let Edward go, but Su Mingan didn't even look at it.

   "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom".

   One after another, each one was accompanied by an inaudible scream.

   This refreshing revenge scene, in Su Ming'an's view, did not fluctuate. Humans may be companions, chess pieces, or stepping stones, but they should not be enemies.

   He lowered his wheelchair, swept across the land where the Godless Army had survived, and came to Edward.

  Edward seemed to want to insult him: "Sooner or later you will be killed like this..."

   "Then please go through it for me first." Su Mingan said lightly.

   He didn't insult or taunt, if he didn't pull back, he would have lost long ago, and he wouldn't laugh at the death of the enemy.

   "You must have special abilities... Why does the world take care of you so much, Su Ming'an, how lucky you are..."

   There was a crisp "click", and the last space vibration crushed Edward's neck bone.

   Until the end, Edward did not abandon his equipment to beg for mercy, and died with hatred on his face.

   Those azure blue bloodshot eyes stared at Su Ming'an, as if a whole magnificent sky was reflected in this direction.

  Edward was mad.

  He was brainwashed by the major hypnotists and spiritual experts of the United Group, seduced by the interests of the ruler, and dominated by hatred... There is nothing left except the IQ of customs clearance.

   This may be the wisdom of human beings, even if the hands are not strong enough to control a powerful butcher knife.

   - This may also be the horror of human beings, who forcibly turned a living person into a knife.

   As the target pointed by the knife, Su Mingan smashed the knife. At this moment, his cheeks were stained with blood and he looked out of the screen, as if he could stare coldly at those high-level executives who advocated brainwashing through the dry and cold air.

   Cannibalism of the same kind is one of the peculiar properties of human beings as a higher animal, and the conditions of the killing depend on the times and the conflicts and disputes large and small. The era of "world games" has begun, the strong become the weak, the weak become the butcher's knife, and the individual still maintains its original position in the induction of the group. This huge contrast between the front and the back naturally becomes a "contradiction".

  The most valuable thing for people is to construct and maintain their own self, but those high-level leaders cruelly deprived them of this, turning people into coelenterates with only one monotonous purpose.

   And Su Mingan smashed this coelenterate.

  When everyone thought he would keep his hand, he did not hesitate to kill.

  The world is silent.

   His gaze looked away, as cold and stern as a sharp knife stabbing back, as if to declare war through thousands of households through the screen:

   "United regiment."

   "No more next."

The tone of    is decisive.

The    tower's invitation barrier broke, he turned around and walked towards the crimson pool.

   (end of this chapter)