Absolute Destiny Game
Chapter 733 - 8: When Empty, Appear Full; When Full, Appear Empty_2

Chapter 733: Chapter 8: When Empty, Appear Full; When Full, Appear Empty_2

The downside is the shorter throwing distance, not very practical in field battles, but perfect for defending the fortress.

Of course, some high-level talismans are definitely more useful, but their price is too steep. For a prolonged battle, certainly, kerosene pots, in bulk and at a reasonable price, are way more practical. Everyone gets a hundred, two hundred people equals over twenty thousand, more than enough for those Undead Monsters below Soul Suppressing Pass to drink their fill.

But that alone wasn’t enough.

"Logistics team, bring all the bundles of straw and firewood from the warehouse."

When the time comes, throwing them down from above, combined with kerosene pots and gunpowder jars, will be absolutely effective.

Gu Feiyu stared at the scenes on the screens, scratching his ears in excitement.

The game’s graphics were way more realistic than any Demon Beast game he’d seen, watching the characters in spectacular equipment and showing off their cool skills.

Gu Feiyu’s eyes were burning with envy, "Jie, can all these abilities be used in reality?"

"That’s right," Xiao Jie replied casually, "I’ll be commanding the battle soon, so don’t run around, just watch quietly."

"Got it, got it, I’m just here to learn."

Soon over two hundred people were assembled—Xiao Jie didn’t wait for the rest to come online. With a command, the grand cavalcade set off for Soul Suppressing Pass.

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Bang! Bang! Bang! Ah!

Gunfire and screams were unending.

At the moment, inside and outside the bank had become a battleground. A group of special forces had blocked the robbers in the bank. They thought it would be an easy capture but found out after the firefight that they were terribly wrong.

"We need backup! We need backup!" One Special Forces member shouted into the communicator while frantically firing at the person in front of him. Bullets riddled that person’s body, creating numerous bullet holes, yet no blood flowed.

With a swoosh, ’Dragon’s Illusion’ slashed the Special Forces member to the ground and casually twirled the knife.

As he picked up the money bag, ready to leave, a dark figure suddenly appeared behind him.

Backstabbing!

Swoosh! A military knife pierced straight through his heart from the back, and another Dragon’s Illusion immediately appeared.

"Dare to disguise as me? Die!"

He stabbed but the opponent rolled away, disengaging, and turned around, launching a frenzy of attacks with a short dagger.

Clang, clang. The two Dragon’s Illusions clashed wildly, short dagger clashing with military knife, the close-quarters combat was deadly and intense.

Dragon’s Illusion was shocked to find that the impostor’s moves were on par, almost like a clone.

The only difference being, his opponent’s speed was fast, but the strength seemed slightly lacking, especially when Dragon’s Illusion used Inner Strength to power-attack, the opponent’s moves became clearly unstable.

This guy has no Inner Strength! Dragon’s Illusion suddenly realized the problem, the opponent had been using only normal body techniques, not any Inner Strength skills.

Then there was nothing to fear.

Instant Body Technique!

Shwoosh! He flashed behind the impostor—Gale Rapid Stab!

Shwoosh, shwoosh, shwoosh!

Several wounds appeared on the impostor instantly. The impostor turned and tried to fight back, but Dragon’s Illusion used Assassin’s Step to retreat and snapped his fingers.

Secret Technique—Blood Burst Seven Stars!

The impostor’s face showed a strange smile, and with a thud, seven streams of ink burst from his wounds.

From the impostor’s body, what flowed out was like ink, turning into black mist as it hit the air, diffusing like ink in water.

His body lost substance with the ink flow, collapsing like a deflated balloon, turning into a thin sheet of paper, fluttering to the ground.

Dragon’s Illusion was shocked, lifting the paper with his military knife, he found it was an incredibly lifelike drawing.

He quickly picked up his communicator—

"President, these Disguisers are not real people, they are spell creations!"

"I know, and I’ve found their creator."

At this moment, along with Long Xingtianxia and others, he had walked into a KFC.

There was no chaos inside the KFC, thanks to Jiuxiao Huanpei’s Heavenly Calculation to locate the place.

As soon as they entered, they saw a young artistic girl frantically drawing at a table. After finishing each drawing, she would throw it away, and the paper would instantly turn into a human figure...

Long Xingtianxia’s mind cleared as he saw the girl; he had encountered her on a bus before, where she had given him a sketch.

So that’s it... targeted since then.

"It’s her?!" Longteng Sihai exclaimed, surprised.

"You know her?"

"She drew a picture of me and gave me a sketch during breakfast..."

Hearing their conversation, the girl suddenly looked up.

"Oh, you finally came. How long it took, I was getting hungry waiting." She took a bite of the hamburger on the table, then complained to the two frightened KFC employees behind the counter.

"Your burgers are terrible."

Long Xingtianxia snorted, "Who exactly are you?"

As he spoke, his team had surrounded the girl.

The nearby drawn figures tried to intervene, but Jiuxiao Huanpei immediately used God and Demon Disperse, reverting the drawn figures to their original form in a flash.

The girl showed no panic, "Hehe, why bother asking? As if I would tell you. Let me see, wow, so many people. I feel so embarrassed."

It wasn’t just players; there were also special forces. The Game Administration Bureau’s special units had surrounded the KFC.

"Speak quickly. Don’t assume I won’t kill you just because you’re a woman. You’ve caused so many deaths, if you don’t explain yourself, I’ll dismember you!" Longteng Sihai yelled.

"Oh dear, so scary. I’m just an artist. Why are you so fierce?" The girl put on a feigned weak demeanor, clutching her chest, overacted but strangely beautiful enough to evoke sympathy and protectiveness.

The next second, she abruptly tossed the burger at Jiuxiao Huanpei.

"Humph—die!"

Swoosh, a cold light flashed across the woman’s neck, Jiuxiao Huanpei sheathed his sword, but was stunned—It was that easy?

Everyone else was stunned too, expecting a tough fight.

Who would have thought a single move would end it?

Yet, no blood flowed from the girl’s neck, instead, black ink spewed out.

"Hehe... cough... cough... you don’t... really think... you’ve caught me, do you?"

Speaking, her body fluttered to the ground, turning into a sheet of drawing paper.

Meanwhile, in a small villa, a woman stared blankly at an oil painting on the wall. Her features were remarkably plain, so unremarkable she could vanish in a crowd, her short hair and paint-stained tracksuit lacking any character.

She held a palette, in front of the oil painting, depicting the entire figure of the artistic girl.

Her eyes rolled back, her body convulsed as if losing consciousness.

In the painting, the girl appeared so vivid, like alive, when suddenly, a blood-red line appeared at her throat, and blood poured out, turning the canvas scarlet.

The girl opened her eyes, touching her neck, a pained smile on her face.

Dying still felt awful.

Pity, she really liked this painting. She tore the canvas to shreds and tossed it aside. The studio floor was littered with ruined canvases.

(What should the next painting be?)

She picked up a brush, then seemed to remember something and pulled out her phone.

While sketching an alluring human figure on the canvas, she said into the phone, "They’ve been diverted, begin your operation."