Chapter 127: Fighting with Zhongyuan Zhongye! In Zhongyuan...
Just as Nakahara Chuuya rushed to the address written on the paper, the player was having a heated fight with Verlaine at the garbage dump on Leibo Street.
The player's high-speed movement caused the blond man, who had underestimated his opponent due to his young appearance, to be caught off guard and dealt a heavy blow - in just a moment, Weilun was thrown out of the container by the player and fell heavily on a nearby dangerous wall.
"I didn't expect there to be so much power in your tiny body."
Wei Erlain secretly exerted himself and pulled his hands out from the high wall. He brushed the dust off himself without changing his expression and said calmly, "Is this how you were able to kidnap my brother?"
"The leader of the Port Mafia—Kamikami Chiyo?"
That is, the player's current strength value is the basic attribute of 57 plus the 20 points of strength value given by the golden sword, plus the 5 points of strength value brought by the title!
The current players have a total of 82 strength points!
"What's the point of saying that? Chuuya joined the Port Mafia voluntarily. Besides—"
"Although I look small, this situation is an accident!"
The player emerged from Dazai Osamu's now-ruined container, the Bandage Cat's Nest. He waved his golden sword, glancing with envy at the blond man's height. "Since I can wait here for you, don't underestimate me, Verlaine," he said.
As expected, Rimbaud disappeared into the subspace. As for Dazai Osamu..., that extremely clever teacher, he had already disappeared without a trace.
In the huge garbage dump of Leibo Street, it seems that only the player and Paul Verlaine are facing each other and looking at each other.
"Accident...?" Looking at the childish appearance and mature speech of the black-haired girl in front of him, Weilun's eyes moved slightly, as if he had thought of something.
"No matter what, I must achieve my goal today," Verlaine said. "My brother, I can't let you humans use me any longer!"
Weilun suddenly rushed in front of the player, his fist carrying the color that symbolizes gravity power quickly attacking the player!
One, two, three, four!
Four holes of the same size suddenly appeared on the originally flat ground - the player used his speed to avoid Weilun's tentative attacks!
Not only that, the player took advantage of the blind spot created when Verlaine bent over, quickly went around behind Verlaine, and from top to bottom, used his calves to exert great strength to hit the back of the blond young man's head hard.
"What...?" Wei Erlain turned around and wanted to do something, but...
Bang! The player dealt a critical hit, knocking Weilun to the ground, his health instantly dropping significantly.
But the player did not get carried away by the effectiveness of his attack. Instead, he gripped the hilt of the sword tightly and became more vigilant - look at the health bar above the head of this blond-haired and blue-eyed NPC that was growing unprecedentedly!
A BOSS of this level is not that easy to deal with!
As expected, an ominous light flashed on Weilun's body, and then he stood up from the ground as if nothing had happened.
"It's been a long time since I've seen my own blood." Wei Erlaan touched the blood on his face, his voice still cold, "It's really strange—"
"It seems that I still need to be a little more serious." As soon as Weilun finished speaking, the ground he touched just now cracked into two cracks like an earthquake. Then, countless clods of earth, large and small, as well as iron blocks and other objects that were touched by the players just now, appeared behind him.
"Your speed and strength are far beyond my imagination, which forces me to speculate in a direction I don't want to think about deeply."
"With such inhuman abilities..., could you... be my sister?" Weilun asked softly.
"If I say yes, will you give up the attack on the Port Mafia and the capture of Chuuya Nakahara?" the player asked, taking a few steps back inadvertently.
If Paul Verlaine could be defeated peacefully in this way, then the flexible player would be willing to take this small loss.
"Of course that's... impossible!" Weilun moved his fingers slightly, and the clods of earth and iron behind him rushed towards the player like bullets.
“!!!”
The player, with quick reactions, decisively chopped horizontally, splitting the large stones in half. He then quickly spun the golden sword in his hand to block the small pieces of rubble mixed in with them, with tiny flashes appearing on his body from time to time.
Looking at the intact defensive bracelet on his right hand, the player breathed a sigh of relief.
[Defense Bracelet: A high-defense item created by a mother who dotes on her daughter from an advanced future world. In order to win her daughter's favor, she specially made it into the shape of a bracelet.
Effect: Defense +10
Loss level: 95%
Although the health bar did not drop at all, the player was still heartbroken. After all, the defense bracelet was a super powerful non-reusable item, and it was not suitable to be consumed on such a minor injury that could be recovered by swallowing a mouthful of blood medicine.
Verlaine saw the clue immediately. "Is it that strange bracelet on your hand? You really have a lot of strange things."
Weilun murmured, "But this is nothing in the face of absolute power."
Several red and black gravity balls suddenly appeared in the hands of the blond, blue-eyed young man, striking the player at an almost harsh angle. However, the player, distracted, seemed unaware of the commotion Verlaine had made.
"Soon... everything will be over." Weilun watched the gravity ball about to touch the black-haired girl's body, turned around and wanted to leave this place that had completely turned into ruins to look for his brother.
However, things were not as simple as he thought.
Just then...
A color filled his entire eyes. This was a color he often saw in his past memories, not only in his hair color, but also...
"It's you..." Wei Erlaan looked at the young man who walked out of the golden cube. His calm eyes finally showed a hint of stagnation. "You are not dead yet."
"Arthur Rimbaud."
"You are the one who secretly investigated the reason why I appeared in Japan, right?" asked the blond and blue-eyed young man.
"Paul, long time no see." Rimbaud, emerging from the golden subspace, used his special ability—a collection of colored paintings—to instantly cover the entire area. Temporarily taking over the laws of physics on this land, he easily deflected the gravity ball that was about to approach the leader. "I didn't expect to meet again under such circumstances."
Looking at his relatives and friends whom he hadn't seen for a long time, Rambo sighed and said, "Don't continue with your plan. You won't succeed."
"Really?" Verlaine sneered, "Then let's give it a try!"
"Even if I can only use physical skills, there are few people who can match me!" Weilun said as he looked at the two people in front of him, one big and one small, one tall and one short.
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At the same time, after passing many checkpoints and finally reaching a door, Nakahara Chuuya and Adam looked a little solemn.
"Behind this door is the man who just hacked into the local system." Adam said.
"...Ah." Nakahara Chuuya's expression was solemn, and he couldn't help but ponder the necklace around his neck, "Let's go in."
Just as Nakahara Chuuya was about to push the door open, the door opened automatically.
"Welcome." A man's voice came from the deserted laboratory. It was the voice that conveyed the message through Adam's mouth. "I am N, and I am also the person in charge of Huangbatu."
For some reason, N didn't say much nonsense and immediately brought Chuuya Nakahara and Adam to the door of the underground laboratory.
"More detailed information about the Arabato Project is behind this door, Chuuya-kun." N said seriously.
As N spoke, he took advantage of Chuuya Nakahara's stunned moment and quickly pulled him into the underground laboratory, leaving Adam outside.
"This is a secret that only you can know." N's emotionless voice sounded, and he raised his hand and continued, "Please, Chuuya-kun."
Nakahara Chuuya's face was slightly gloomy. At this point, he knew very well that this was a trap set for him.
Damn Dazai Osamu, what kind of mystery is he trying to keep?
Nakahara Chuuya cursed the swaying bluefin tuna in his heart and slowly followed N towards the deeper part.
The road leading to the deepest part seemed to have no end. Soon, Zhong Yuanzhong felt that his body was becoming somewhat out of control.
Nakahara Chuuya: “…”
The orange-haired boy stopped in his tracks and quietly grasped the necklace in his hand.
"Did you finally notice?" N turned around and looked at Nakahara Chuuya who was half-kneeling on the ground. He said in a light tone, "It's really not easy to make you look like this, Chuuya-kun."
"Has this been your plan from the beginning..." Nakahara Chuuya said weakly, covering his chest.
"After all, it's the assassin king Verlaine." N's voice was not loud, but it sounded a bit deafening to Nakahara Chuuya. "If I kill you, Verlaine will no longer stay in Japan."
"Really..." In the empty passage, the young man half-knelt on the ground with his head lowered, making it difficult for N to see the expression on his face.
"But how can you be sure... that I haven't made any preparations? N?"
"What do you mean? Your drug resistance should be very poor!" N, who sensed something was wrong, clenched his pistol and coldly fired all the bullets at Nakahara Chuuya.
None of the bullets hit the target. They were affected by Chuuya Nakahara's gravity ability and all deviated from their trajectories.
N said nothing, just changed his pistol and continued shooting, but this time, all the bullets stayed in mid-air.
"You really pissed me off, N." Nakahara Chuuya crushed the small bottle hanging on the necklace. The liquid inside gradually seeped into his skin through his hand. After a few breaths, Nakahara Chuuya stood up with the help of the wall.
"I didn't want to use this thing. This is the second gift she gave me..." Nakahara Chuuya's hands suddenly made a few noises. He looked at the terrified N and grinned, "Be prepared, N!"
Then, the bullets hanging in the air made a 180-degree turn at the same time and shot towards N who wanted to escape!
How could N, who was just a researcher, be faster than a bullet?!
"ah--!!!"
N instantly let out a terrifying scream!!!
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