"Hehe... You dare to ambush ? You’re courting death!"
As he covertly used his Epic Ice Source Power to instantly kill the two attackers behind him, Wang Zhifan scoffed inwardly. At the sa ti, his hands didn’t stop moving, still "busy" swinging his long sword and battling the tall demonic monster in front of him, as if the two gun-wielding players collapsing dead behind him had nothing to do with him.
The other mbers of his squad quickly noticed the two people’s problems. Soone imdiately retreated a few steps, alert to their surroundings, fearing so invisible attack targeting them, while Andre, who was quite enthusiastic, quickly rushed over to check their condition. The others were more indifferent, maintaining ranged attacks on the monsters in front while glancing at the two fallen on the ground, finding nothing unusual and continued their observation elsewhere.
As for why Wang Zhifan wasn’t hard at all when shot twice in the head, the reason was simple. Those two bullets were easily redirected by the Biological Force Field brought about by his Fine Layer Ascender mutation.
With his current powerful constitution providing super high stamina, let alone these average bullets, he could withstand multiple sniper bullets, even a grenade cannon. Even if soone successfully hit him with a strong attack, he had the damage reduction from the Invisible Deceitful Clothing and the Immortal Deceit Ring to back him up.
That’s why he had previously replaced his Iron Mountain Belt that offered substantial physical defense. His current defensive power was already over the top, so the little physical damage reduction from the Iron Mountain Belt was completely unnecessary.
After a short period, everyone in the squad noticed that apart from the two mbers who suddenly collapsed, nothing else was amiss. They then returned to their positions to continue supporting Wang Zhifan’s entanglent with the monster. After all, Wang Zhifan had proven quite reliable during this ti. Losing two firepower mbers hadn’t caused the monster to break free from his control, ensuring the squad’s safety.
In reality, what these people didn’t know was that Wang Zhifan had been acting the whole ti. A few hours ago, he almost managed to instantly kill the magic dragon he encountered. Monsters of this elite level were no different than ants to him. His prolonged skirmish with this foe was just to hide his true strength.
Thus, in this dilapidated church at the center of the Aifilan Ruins, over thirty NPCs and players, after fierce fighting, quickly dealt with the four elite monsters inside. Wang Zhifan’s squad was the first to complete their task and went on to support other squads afterward.
Their smooth progress was mainly because Wang Zhifan got bored of acting. Feeling it was ti, he slightly increased the intensity against the elite monster in front of him, quickly ending it when it couldn’t maintain a balanced fight with him.
"Not bad, not bad! We got two pieces of Fine Layer equipnt. Anyone interested, bring items to trade!"
"You got two Fine Layers? Lucky you! We only got one ordinary piece of junk and so gold coins."
"We managed one Fine Layer item."
"Haha, we had the worst luck; didn’t even get a piece of ordinary junk! Just terrible luck!"
After the battle, players from the four squads began to share their loot results. As expected, nothing extraordinary ca up. Unlike hours ago when battling the magic dragon resulting in rare level equipnt, this ti, only three rare items appeared in total.
Especially in Wang Zhifan’s squad, due to his special role, his squad’s rewards were hijacked by him. He didn’t even bother picking out the rewards, so the squad mbers found themselves without anything, almost passing out from anger.
"Forget about not getting loot; we mysteriously lost two mbers. Who do we complain to?"
"Yeah, they died so suddenly, poor them... Let’s at least tidy things up for them!"
"Yes, yes! Respect for the dead. We can’t let their inheritance go unclaid. We must let them leave without any attachnts!"
Players in Wang Zhifan’s squad focused on looting the two fallen mbers, stripping them of their weapons and equipnt in no ti.
In the process, they even considered giving Wang Zhifan a share, but he declined, claiming he didn’t want dead n’s items, having already assessed that nothing valuable was on them, most being Fine Layer gear — sothing which he had an abundance of in his personal storage.
"My brother, I didn’t expect you to dismiss even premium gear, and with your exquisite combat skills, I am all the more convinced you’re from a noble warrior family."
Red-haired Mage Andre, after acquiring so of the defeated players’ gear, approached Wang Zhifan again.
"Hmm... Why did those two suddenly die? Have you guys figured it out?"
Wang Zhifan didn’t seem interested in gear, suddenly asking about the situation.
"No one knows why... maybe their bodies had so serious illness? But two people falling ill simultaneously is too coincidental."
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