[Silent Black Spear (Rank C Crown, Lower Rank): A sniper rifle that combines silencing, precision, and power.
Extraordinary: The gun is made of special materials, facilitating the expansion of extraordinary power and maximizing the shooterâs ability.
Silencer: The sound is minimal.
Mixed Voice: The gunshot sound spreads in a certain direction to cover the shooterâs original location.
Solid: The structure of the gun is extremely strong and not easily damaged.
Adaptability: Compatible with various large-caliber bullets.]
Su Changxing roamed around the nearby area using the characteristics of this gun, and until now, no gladiator had discovered his true position.
With the increasing number of kills, his ranking rapidly ascended at an astonishing speed.
"23".
The way he obtained points was noticeably faster than other gladiators.
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Crowds of astonished cries came from the audience.
Su Changxingâs sudden display of unconventional operations amazed them, and his slaughter of other gladiators made their blood boil even more.
People have an innate reverence for the strong, rooted deeply in their blood, a derivative of seeking benefits and avoiding harm.
"Sniper!"
"Sniper!"
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Chants echoed loudly.
Some shouted out of sheer excitement, while others were gamblers who had bet heavily on Su Changxing.
The bright hall, with a long table of light blue amber, seated dozens of people dressed in various outfits.
The table was filled with food and wine, and the maids continuously replaced them with fresh and steaming dishes.
An old man in a long black coat, wearing a monocle, frowned at the scoreboard and said:
"Too many have died; the second phase hasnât even started yet. This personâs existence is seriously disrupting our rules."
The brawny man next to him, smoking heavily and counting his money, said:
"Who would have thought there would be such a strong native in this low-level world, but what does it matter? It doesnât affect us."
They were secretly the arenaâs managers, gathered here for every death match, though they appeared to hold different identities on the surface.
The old man with a monocle chuckled and said:
"But we canât let this person enter the top ten; itâs best if he dies before the match ends. You handle it. Iâm being watched by many, and itâs hard to make a move."
"Is this Lord Deep Seaâs order?"
"What do you think?"
"Hahaha~"
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With each kill, Su Changxing could keenly sense a change within himself. It was subtle but existent.
This was the extraordinaryâs feedback from the external environment; any action would cause a change within oneself.
Unknowingly, he developed a slight fascinationâa fascination with slaughter, which is also rooted in the dark depths of human nature.
"Fifty-three."
After taking a shot, Su Changxing didnât even look back and ran in another direction. The squad of robots following behind encountered a gladiatorâs attack.
This was a newly produced batch of robots from T3, mostly reassembled from scraps.
These robots were very useful, effectively drawing the gladiatorsâ attention, and more importantly, they had no concept of death. Even if they were destroyed, Su Changxing had no psychological burden.
They hadnât arrived yet.
The crawling robot on his shoulder mechanically reported: "The enemy is too strong; all our robots have been destroyed. T3 suggests we retreat and avoid the target."
"Do you have any relevant footage?" Su Changxing asked.
Soon after, an unclear image was projected in front of him by the robot.
Various sized stones floated in the air.
A woman in a black robe with red hair manipulated the rolling stones to instantly pierce through more than a dozen robots, solidifying in the air into long conical stone pillars.
"She should be the so-called âBlack Gold Mageâ.
Su Changxingâs gaze turned serious as he saw the glow of the array revolving around her, akin to the âIce Coverâ of the Ice Ring.
Moreover, she ignored the survivors she encountered along the way and directly headed towards his position, seemingly targeting Chen Ling and the others.
Su Changxing pondered for a moment and said, "Analyze the best sniper point and position."
"Okay, sir... I suggest you take the high-rise to the east for sniping when the target passes the plaza. Since the target is strong, itâs best to use the remaining robots to assist in the attack."
This wasnât the crawling robot speaking, but T3 conveying the message through it. Its thinking far surpassed ordinary humans, and in terms of calculations, even Su Changxing might not match it.
Su Changxing thoughtfully nodded, finding it indeed a good position. The plaza was relatively open with no cover, greatly increasing the success rate of the assassination.
Without the targetâs awareness, the first shotâs success rate is the highest, at least severely injuring the target.
"Sir, based on the compiled information, the target can transform the soil into a harder material, capable of resisting level six energy weapons. The success rate isnât very high," T3 continued.
Su Changxing thought for a moment and said, "That doesnât matter. T3, in my experience, killing the enemy merely requires a bullet through her brain."
"Thatâs because you have enough combat power, sir," T3 argued.
"Perhaps."
Su Changxing chuckled, silently advancing towards the high-rise with his gun. He had reached an unprecedented peak in strength and was equally confident.
Everything was proceeding according to T3âs plan.
The âBlack Gold Mageâ indeed arrived at the plaza, stopped, and looked at the statue of a white dove in the center, with dozens of dried bloodied corpses lying beneath it.
"Such ancient aura, likely from years ago, what a pity."
Her delicate face showed a hint of sadness, her eyes emanating wisdom as she instinctively gazed towards the slender high-rise covered with a glass curtain wall in the distance.
Purple-black flowing stones appeared in front of her.
"Bang~"
A bullet grazed the flowing stones and pierced her skull.
"Not dead?"
Su Changxing was momentarily taken aback, sensing she wasnât dead. He checked his phone, unsurprised not seeing a kill notification.
Subsequently, the womanâs body, with her pierced head, scattered and fell to the ground as a pile of dry dust.
"A decoy?"
He realized that the opponent might have sensed the danger beforehand, or it had always been a decoy.
So, where is the real body?
Su Changxing quickly scanned the plaza surroundings with a mirror, trying to locate the âBlack Gold Mageâs real body. The reconnaissance robots in the sky were also scouring.
But there was no result; the opponent seemed to have vanished suddenly.
If only Zhu Wenwu were here.
He had such a thought, regretting that he had exhausted Zhu Wenwuâs ability card and had no way to locate this womanâs position.