A Sickly Beauty Transmigrates Into An Infinite Flow World As An NPC - Chapter 8
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- Chapter 8 - The Fallen God's Prophecy
◎ The Fallen God’s Prophecy ◎
The hallway fell into a deathly silence, the flickering, weak lights adding to the eerie atmosphere.
Shen Weiran reacted with lightning speed, firing his gun with one hand. The blue flames engulfing the bullets shattered the water blades. With a loud crack, the water shattered into countless droplets, scattering across the floor.
He stepped sideways to shield He Yuput, suppressing the urge to curse this idiot. “I had barely stepped into the room before the door was almost smashed to pieces by the monster! When would I have had the time to share information with you?”
“Get out of the way, unless you want to accidentally end up dead.”
The bespectacled man toyed with the floating water in his palm, an arrogant gaze sweeping over Shen Weiran. “After all, you are just a prophet. Without the protection of an attacker, you are as fragile as glass.”
Shen Weiran laughed in anger. “Glass? Why don’t you try killing me and see what happens?”
He aimed his gun directly at the bespectacled man’s heart and fired without a moment’s hesitation. The bullet roared forward, wreathed in blue flames.
The bespectacled man raised his hand to block the attack with water, but the residual heat of the spirit fire scorched his skin until it turned raw and red.
He glared viciously, commanding the water to wrap around Shen Weiran to give him a taste of his own medicine. “Do not be ungrateful! I am the only attacker in this instance. Besides clinging to me, what other choice do you have?!”
Xie Jingyan pulled a military dagger from his leg strap. With a vicious flick of his wrist, he sliced through the water prison and pointed the blade at the man’s heart. “A derivative skill that can be shattered by a special item, yet you have the audacity to demand a prophet as your support? Are you not being a bit too arrogant?”
Having been a powerful figure in low-level instances, the bespectacled man was easily provoked by these repeated challenges.
Ignoring the consequences of killing other players, he mobilized all the water at his disposal and launched an attack at everyone’s vital points.
Countless water blades streaked out from the bespectacled man, reflecting the cold, dim light and creating a dazzling, lethal display.
The floor was covered in jagged glass shards from the broken windows. A novice was struck through the thigh by a water blade, the agonizing pain of shattered bone sending him collapsing to the ground.
At the same time, the glass shards pierced his flesh. The novice blacked out, but an intense will to survive forced him to crawl forward on the ground like a dog.
Not only were the players’ lives threatened, but the countless ghosts lurking in the shadows were also affected. Struck by the water blades, they shrieked as they turned into wisps of dark mist, fleeing and weaving through the darkness.
The situation was completely out of control.
[Holy fck, holy fck, holy fck!]*
[Does he even have a brain? If you kill all the other players, do you intend to play this hell-difficulty game by yourself?]
[I have played with this trash before! Back then, he used his area-of-effect skill to force nearly half our team to their deaths. He is just a psychopath!]
Shen Weiran’s firing speed was no match for the rate at which the water blades were being generated. However, thanks to his incredible intuition, he was able to predict the path of each blade precisely and shatter them in advance.
Still, this was only enough to save himself; he was struggling to protect He Yuput behind him.
He Yuput had also sustained injuries. Clutching his bleeding shoulder, he looked up at the completely unhinged man and reached into his trench coat for the photograph.
Ten minutes was enough time for him to provoke the little ghost girl and lure her back to deal with the bespectacled man.
Just as He Yuput was about to reveal the photo, a cold, powerful hand pressed his own back down.
Xie Jingyan’s gaze was deep. With patience and gentleness, he explained, “Xiao Pu, if you show him this photo, he will lose his mind immediately. Everyone might get hurt then. Let us wait a little longer.”