Due to his location, Arthur was closer to the corridor leading to the basent entrance than the others.
So, even though the four duplicants began to move before him, Arthur still managed to intercept them.
Like a cannonball, Arthur, exerting all his strength, collided directly with the Arthur duplicant in the vanguard. The imnse force propelled this Arthur duplicant right out of the Red Stone Hotel.
The powerful impact shook the entire Red Stone Hotel. It was predictable that the hotel wouldn’t survive this battle.
However, what would beco of the Red Stone Hotel was of no concern to anyone.
...
As the Arthur duplicant was sent flying, two giant swords descended on Arthur’s head almost simultaneously.
A resounding tallic crash echoed. Protected by Undefeated Glory, even when struck squarely on the helt by a giant sword, Arthur was unhurt, though his head felt a bit foggy.
BOOM.
Arthur was knocked to the ground face-first, then a foot encased in Iron Armor stomped onto his head.
Of course, feelings like humiliation were not part of Arthur’s current thoughts.
One Arthur duplicant firmly kept his foot on Arthur’s head, while the other two stepped over Arthur’s body and headed towards the basent.
Seeing this, Arthur was instantly enraged!
His waist tensed, and enormous power burst from his core. His neck strained, and with his arms braced, he forcibly pushed up the foot on his head.
As if in slow motion, Arthur gritted his teeth. All his strength surged, sending his opponent flying overhead.
The next second, Arthur sprinted towards the two enemies ahead of him.
...
The brief scuffle monts ago had occurred in the blink of an eye.
However, from this extrely short confrontation, Arthur had already identified a problem.
The enemies weren’t targeting him, but rather the non-combatants in the basent.
From Arthur’s perspective, there was no good solution to the current situation.
The simplest reason was—the enemy’s forces and his own were not evenly matched!
Before Arthur could pounce on the duplicants ahead, a figure tinged with purple crashed through the wall from outside, like an unstoppable tank.
Then, the unfortunate Arthur was knocked flying once again...
And now, only a single line of defense stood before the duplicants—if the low-level professionists guarding the basent could even be called a line of defense!
...
The sound of two sets of footsteps—one heavy, one light—slowly approached the basent entrance.
As for the remaining two Arthur duplicants, they clung to Arthur like leeches, grabbing, biting, and tearing at him relentlessly like street thugs.
But there was no doubt, this thod was brutally effective.
One Arthur duplicant wrapped his legs around Arthur’s body while choking his neck; the other tightly controlled Arthur’s feet. Two enemies, identical to him in physique and skills, were using grappling holds on him—a thod of control even more effective than ropes...
Then, Arthur’s Level 5 professionist’s Hearing clearly picked up the footsteps moving further away and further downwards...
CREAK...
The door hinges ground.
They pushed open the door to the basent...
...
CREAK...
The large iron door of the basent was slowly pushed open.
The two professionists guarding the entrance stood up, each ard with a steel saber. Their faces were filled with tension, their bodies trembling slightly.
The faint yellowish fuzz around their lips betrayed the age of the two professionists guarding the basent—they were underage.
Specifically, one was fourteen, the other fifteen.
Due to the manpower shortage, Las Vegas had classified boys over thirteen as combat personnel. Of course, these two weren’t assigned arduous combat tasks—guarding the basent was a suitable job for underage, Early Stage Level 2 professionists.
The intense tremors and sounds of fighting from above undoubtedly inford everyone that the battle had reached the Red Stone Hotel.
So then, friend or foe? This question would determine the fate of everyone in the basent!
...
The distinct heavy and light footsteps drew closer.
Until two figures erged from behind the door.
Seeing the two familiar figures, the two teenage guards instantly sighed in relief.
Arthur and Qin Tian were the top combatants of the Red Stone Hotel; everyone knew them.
Only the purple markings on their faces looked strange. It must be so sort of skill, the two guards thought.
To avoid causing panic among the non-combatants—which naturally included the two teens—Claus hadn’t explicitly explained the enemy’s capabilities and thods.
So, the people in the basent weren’t aware of the enemy’s Perfect Duplication ability, nor did they realize the two duplicants before them were enemies!
"Brother!"
An excited call ca from nearby.
The Qin Tian duplicant turned chanically. He imdiately saw a beautiful figure darting towards him like a sparrow returning to its nest.
The next second, a cheerful, chirping voice sounded.
"Brother, is the fight outside over? Did we win?"
If the situation outside wasn’t urgent, Qin Tian and Arthur wouldn’t have both co to the basent, and they certainly wouldn’t be walking so slowly... Qin Shiyuan thought.
...
Gazing at the joyful, beautiful face before him, the purple markings on the Qin Tian duplicant’s face seed to deepen.
His gaze swept over Qin Shiyuan from head to toe, making her skin crawl...
"What’s wrong, Brother?"
Qin Shiyuan felt uneasy under the Qin Tian duplicant’s scrutiny.
Because this "brother" before her didn’t look at her with his usual care and affection; instead, his gaze was chillingly cruel.
It was like before the apocalypse, when she went to the wet market to buy food, the way people looked at live fish...
And the purple marks on her "brother’s" face...
Qin Shiyuan was a smart woman. From these few simple details, she already sensed sothing was terribly wrong.
...
With an extrely strained smile, Qin Shiyuan gently released her embrace on her "brother" and slowly backed away, speaking softly.
"Brother, is the fight really over? Can we go out now?"
The two duplicants, however, stood motionless, as if receiving commands!
At this, Qin Shiyuan instantly panicked.
Because she knew, whatever these two were, they were definitely not her brother!
The entire basent, originally a storage warehouse, had only one door—and it was behind the two duplicants...
This place hadn’t been chosen as a safe house for its sturdy defenses or multiple escape routes; rather, it was simply the furthest point from the battlefield.
For non-combatants, if the front line collapsed, only death awaited them. Without strength, they couldn’t even run!
Cold sweat trickled down. Qin Shiyuan might be squeamish about blood, but that didn’t an she was witless. Normally, her mind worked very quickly.
But the current situation...
Before Qin Shiyuan could think of a solution, a small figure in a ragged white dress clung to her thigh.
It was the little girl who had lost her mother and whose father was currently being "slaughtered" on the front lines...
"Sister, can we go out now? Can we see Dad?"
GULP...
Looking into the clear eyes of the little one at her feet, Qin Shiyuan didn’t know how to respond.
However, the next mont, she no longer needed to find a solution...
The two duplicants moved.
...
*Target confird! Kill everyone but the target.*
A cold Spiritual Fluctuation transmitted this command to the minds of the two duplicants from an unknown, distant location.
The next second, the Qin Tian duplicant’s right hand twitched slightly...
Two gouts of blood sprayed out almost simultaneously. In an instant, the two teenage guards at the door were decapitated!
anwhile, the Arthur duplicant raised his Heavy Sword, unleashing a massive Sword Light straight towards the crowd!
Sonic Sword Technique (Oscillation)!
Although this skill’s Lethality was insufficient, that depended on the opponent’s strength—to a Level 1 professionist or an ordinary person, the Sonic Sword Technique (Oscillation) was no different from the Profound Sword Technique’s Hundredfold Strike.
Blood and gore instantly filled the entire basent. The sickeningly sweet sll of blood rushed into Qin Shiyuan’s nostrils, making her want to retch...
But surprisingly, this ti, Qin Shiyuan didn’t faint. Instead, she turned, scooped up Nicole—the girl now destined to be an orphan—from the ground.
Then, Qin Shiyuan wanted to run...
Though she had no idea where she could run, her survival instinct scread at her to get away from this hell.
Unfortunately, she couldn’t control her legs.
To be precise, it wasn’t just her legs; Qin Shiyuan felt as if all her strength had been drained from her body. She was completely powerless.
All Qin Shiyuan could do was crouch, hug Nicole tightly, and press the child’s face against her chest, trying to shield the little girl in her arms from the world’s cruelty as much as possible...
Her hemophobia wasn’t sothing Qin Shiyuan could overco by sheer will...
Even if she didn’t faint, her current state was hardly different from having fainted...
...
Screams and the sound of tearing flesh filled the air.
Tears instantly welled in Qin Shiyuan’s eyes. She bit her lower lip hard, her trembling hands struggling to cover Nicole’s ears, trying to shield the girl beneath her from the chilling sounds.
Even though her hands were not enough to completely shield Nicole from the terrifying sounds...
But this was the only thing Qin Shiyuan could do right now.
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