"Boom——!"
The blade of the other creature slashed down, and Su Mingan rushed out before the protective shield was completely damaged, approaching the belly of the giant mantis.
Behind him, there were bursts of exclamations from the players - after all, the combat power of his creature was as high as 4,500 points. The sound of his slash was like an earthquake, and the entire white stone street was turned into powder, with fine white stone chips flying like snowflakes.
“BOOM—BOOM—BOOM!!”
Su Mingan was almost at close range with the mantis.
His swordsmanship expertise in the bright state drove his arm to chop at the mantis's abdomen at the most appropriate angle. The "Weakness Insight" skill accurately marked the location of the critical hit. After a sharp sound, green blood spurted out.
…
[HP-2209! (True damage! Weak spot attack!)]
…
The health bar on the creature's head suddenly dropped by 3%. Since Su Mingan was challenging a higher level player, the damage of this sword was not scary. But if it were any other player, they would probably only be able to hit a value of 10 or 20 points.
He switched to the amber knife in his left hand and slashed again!
…
[HP-1579! (Magic damage! Weak spot attack!)]
…
The mantis's abdomen swelled slightly, and it was obvious that it was about to launch a terrifying attack. Su Mingan immediately moved out of the way.
“BOOM—BOOM—BOOM!!”
It was like a heavy hammer falling from the sky, with the mantis as the center, and large areas of dark pits were exploded around it. Players finally began to suffer casualties.
Su Ming'an landed on a street lamp and moved his arm to shake off the green blood.
"Hua La La——" Like a transparent jellyfish swimming in the air, the purple-level weapon [Floating Cannon] appeared behind him. This high-attack artifact that could challenge higher levels could help him lower the mantis's blood line.
But at this moment, the mantis, who was supposed to pursue the victory, stopped and ignored the players running around.
Its belly bulged, and its black eyes widened, as if it suddenly woke up, and it made a slight sound.
"...Su, Ming'an."
It looked at Su Mingan on the street lamp and made a hoarse cry, but did not launch the next attack, as if it was struggling with its own body instincts.
——This monster is actually conscious.
Su Mingan was slightly startled. He had always wondered how such a monster with a combat power of 4,500 was cultivated. Judging from the situation, it was most likely transformed from a human.
"Su...Ming'an." Mantis called him again.
"Beilisel?" Su Mingan finally recognized whose voice it was.
He hadn't seen Bei Lisel for a long time. He had sent people to protect the valley where Bei Lisel was, but found that the valley was suddenly empty. He thought Bei Lisel had left the valley...
At this moment, the mantis suddenly stretched out two blades at lightning speed, clamped Su Mingan's body in an instant, and dragged him through the window into the building.
"Su Mingan!"
"Sir!"
The people outside screamed and immediately rushed into the building.
…
In the dark signal tower, the black-haired girl lowered her head.
She huddled in a corner, holding the silver hexagram pistol in her hand like a stuffed toy, as if this could give her warmth and strength.
“It’s so cold…”
The incident happened suddenly tonight. She was only wearing a pink bear pajamas, which were so thin that the purple and blue marks from domestic violence were exposed on her wrists.
She stared at the darkness in front of her, and could still hear the sound of metal knocking on the door and the rude scolding of the signal tower owner downstairs. It reminded her of the countless cold nights when her father had knocked on the door and entered.
"Xiao Mei! You son of a bitch, get down here!"
"Damn it! I'm going to drag you out and beat you to death today!"
The tower master cursed. This position under his butt was given by the current city lord. He didn't care whether the city lord was real or fake. Without this iron rice bowl, his whole family would starve. Now only by punishing this little bitch can he atone for his sins.
“BOOM—BOOM—BOOM!!”
The harsh sound of knocking on the door was getting closer and closer.
The mechanical noise was infinitely amplified in Xiaomei's ears, mixed with the sharp sound of collapse. Behind her tiny body was the endless sky outside the glass window, which was like a bowl holding her, lonely and desperate.
“…” She hugged herself tightly.
The dark signal tower was like a tombstone, suppressing all her breathing.
Her life has always been cruel and lonely, and the worst side of human nature has always been with her. She does not have the motherly love and warmth that other girls have when they are born. She is like an objectified money transaction tool, with nothing but a body, and is not worthy of having a clean and pure soul.
Sitting in this cold signal tower, she recalled one night in her childhood when she hid in the corner to read, her hands and feet were blue with cold, how she fantasized that she could have an independent life and have a proper job in the city. But her drunkard father came back drunk and broke everything she had, tore up her books, and pushed her into the dirtiest place.
Her nightmare seemed to never end.
After leaving the marginal zone, she fell into the vortex of cold violence at work, as if she was born with original sin.
"Click--da." A subtle sound was heard, and she looked up to find that the live broadcast screen had become empty. Su Ming'an and the gods were gone, and the camera only showed a bird's-eye view of the city-state. The signal right returned to her.
Are they going to the decisive battle?
…Then is she no longer needed here?
She stood up tremblingly and looked out the window, at the pair of scarlet eyes hanging high in the sky.
...No, she can't leave here yet. She is now the only one who can convey messages to the outside world.
There are still people in this world who look up at those eyes in the sky. As long as she can persuade them a little more, she can save one more person and stop them from being invaded by others.
She steadied the shaking receiver beside her and opened her lips with trembling hands.
“…”
Can he see her efforts?
Could he...remember her, who was so tiny?
Compared to the extremely intelligent Violet, compared to Xi who had always fought alongside him, compared to Tretia who loved and died passionately, compared to Su Xiaobi, the antivirus program who commanded the battlefield...
She has an extremely unpleasant temperament.
She is so weak that she is hateful.
She is so humble that she always needs to be rescued.
She is afraid of even killing chickens.
She is the most ordinary and common person.
"If this is a fairy tale," she thought, trembling:
"Will I be Cinderella who is saved by Prince Charming, or will I be a nightingale who dyes roses red with her blood?"
"Click."
Live broadcast started.
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