The video suddenly stopped, leaving the girls puzzled.
"Assassin's Creed gave up directly afterward," Xu Xiaoyou said softly. "You won't see the combat footage you're expecting."
"The Divine Gift of God of Killing Changqing can't be properly activated, and it can only be triggered through self-destruction. It's unknown what attributes are enhanced upon activation, but it's definitely significant, and if the battle doesn't end within three minutes, he will die."
"Perhaps Assassin's Creed could risk losing mbers to take down God of Killing Changqing, who activated his Divine Gift, but with the upcoming qualification matches, they wouldn't take such a risk because it's unnecessary."
"In essence, that's about it."
"I still hope you can watch the footage of each mber of Assassin's Creed before the league starts, familiarize yourselves with their combat style. Know your enemy and yourself, you will win every battle, right, Anya?"
Angelina held her head with a complicated expression.
"I'll watch."
"That's it for now. We'll discuss detailed combat strategies after the competition starts. Let's break up for now; I have matters to handle with the Guild, bye~" Xu Xiaoyou said as she stood up.
The girls exchanged glances and followed her to the cafe entrance.
"Did any of you hear a sound?"
At this mont, Bai Youyou suddenly stopped, looking towards the clock above the wall.
They had seen this clock when they entered the cafe...
The sound of soft ticking echoed in the air, clearly differing from the normal operation sounds of a clock.
"Alright, it seems this isn't a clock," Xu Xiaoyou smiled. "Leaks happen."
Violent flas erupted, the explosion's blaze engulfing the girls instantly.
...
Gazing at the scene through the curtain, the young man slowly paused on the rusty tower, rainwater sliding down the rust-stained large storage tank. Looking beyond, beneath the storage tank is a network woven of steel bars and pipes, years of humidity and erosion rendered the factory beneath him unstable, the luxurious city in the sky appeared to be burning in the rain, using countless people's hotowns as its fuel.
On the big screen of the hovercraft, his wanted poster was broadcasted, the numbers accompanying it were tempting even to Zhou Zhao himself, numbers that could keep a regular family well-fed for a lifeti. If his sister and mother were still around, he'd probably be eager to turn himself in.
This is Alfas, a dream-like and enchanting city for the upper class.
This is Alfas, a Nest City wrought with disease, congestion, rust, and despair for the lower class without the key to the future.
"Zhou Zhao, did you get the item?"
"Their transportation route passes through the Red Luo River rust zone in the North Second District, I'm extrely familiar with the environnt here."
Zhou Zhao slowly lowered the hood of his sweatshirt, his earphones playing the communications of law enforcers who are currently surrounding him with three teams along the Red Luo River shore; two of these teams are stuck in a 'quagmire'; it's a middle-small sized slum settlent occupied by criminals as vicious as he is, according to the sounds the law enforcer teams seem to have clashed with the refugees there.
Even the gangs that normally are at odds with him ca out in full force against the law enforcers after finding out they were looking for him, adopting a posture of desperation.
As for the last team, it's already reached the Red Pelican Factory; the place on which he stands, they are carefully inspecting every corner there because what he has is critically important, and these law enforcent officers would never let that pass; it's a canister serving as a key to the future.
"The contents in here are crucially important to us, since the failure is so significant, Robert wouldn't dare report it above unless the situation becos impossible to hide completely, at least within three hours the special forces won't be deployed, you must seize this ti to evacuate, once drones and hovercars are deployed everything will turn problematic."
"They're already close, you'll have to find a way to shake them off yourself, the Rust Zone L2 is a good place, locals call it Woodpecker's House, you should be very familiar with it, let's et there later."
Zhou Zhao looked up at the gloomy sky, the splendid city in the sky reflected in his eyes, three giant pillars reached up to the heavens, countless wonders spread between them, spanning the entire world.
The energy field they form allows that city to stay far from this battered land, a space elevator rises sky high, storm clouds whirl around it like a piercing needle from the earth into the firmant, all the lower-class people unable to reach that city are crushed below, never breathing fresh air till they die.
"Prisoner number X0117, you have nowhere to escape, please cease your fearless resistance, put down your weapon imdiately, kneel with your hands on your head, and return with us to face Elias' judgnt."
Several well-ard law enforcers climbed the iron tower, starting a confrontation with the young man, raindrops traced over their tactical helts, dripping onto their standard-issued firearms, the iron-black gun barrels reflecting lethal gleams.
"Want this?" Zhou Zhao weighed the tin can in his hand.
The heavy weight tossed and dropped into the air, commanding everyone's attention.
"If you want it, co get it!"
Zhou Zhao suddenly threw the tin can downward, making the hearts of all law enforcers skip a beat, eyes wide, taking a look, they saw the young man leap towards the other side, pressing his wristwatch, his entire body was 'adhered' to the wall, defying gravity in a swift sprint.
"The 'key' is still in his hand, don't let him escape, chase!"
Law enforcers jumped down in succession, floating in the air with the help of gravity relay devices, as if stepping in the rain, they quickly pursued the young man's path.
Zhou Zhao flipped over the railing with his hands, followed the rusty hole-ridden stairs all the way down, the targeted red light just locked on his head, he sprang his arms off the guardrail and fell rapidly downward, at a certain mont he turned the wristwatch, his figure at hundred-ter speed adhered to another wall, vanishing before this law enforcer's eyes in a blink.
"He ran that way, chase!"
The whistling wind flowed past his ears, the world flipped back and forth before his eyes, turning bizarre and fantastical, Zhou Zhao felt the pull of gravity, his form light like a mayfly, one second still in this building, another appearing on the abandoned factory's rooftop, shadows pursued and flitted around him in the narrow alleyways.
"I see him!"
Law enforcer shouted as he chased into the alley, stepping directly into a trap on the ground, sudden high-voltage pierced through his body, the scorching paralysis and spasms knocked him unconscious to the ground, his companions didn't even glance, simply stepping over the man directly.
This kind of high-voltage, low-current trap is an obsolete military product, due to its concealnt, it circulates mostly in the slum black market, nearly every mber of the Mayfly equips it; while not lethal, it serves well for interference.
"In here, you won't escape!"
The shouts of law enforcers faded into the distance, the young man's figure gradually erged from the alley's darkness, Zhou Zhao bent down, picked up the tin can that had fallen to the ground, a small crack appearing in the middle of it, scattered a few blackish blocky items from within.
Zhou Zhao pinched that black substance, rubbed it between his palms, experiencing a slightly moist texture, a scent akin to dry old book pages mixed with rotting foliage lingered on his nose.
Is it soil?
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