Prison Guard: ?
This single sentence completely derailed his train of thought, frying his CPU. Even his attacking movents slowed, causing him to fail to block the next strike!
A black lightning bolt tore through space with a thunderous roar, striking the prison guard squarely.
Zzzzt!
Like hot oil poured into cold water, the violent sound signaled the prison guard's defenses being truly breached. The Warden showed no rcy—this was a killing blow through and through!
But the prison guard hesitated. Or rather, out of lingering sentint, he'd been holding back.
The Warden's combat form and deanor confird his authenticity, which was why the guard had been restraining his strength all along.
His right eye instantly beca obscured by blood, while a gory wound split open across half his body as the black lightning wreaked havoc within his flesh.
Excruciating pain flooded his vision with bloodshot veins, eroding his rationality as he gradually entered full combat mode.
"You..."
Yet the Warden's earlier words kept echoing in his mind, throwing his thoughts into chaos as if countless buried mories were stirring in the depths of his consciousness.
Moreover, that voice... it felt vaguely familiar.
"Our duty is to guard this prison. No major incidents can be tolerated. Maintain stability. Sustain the continuous feeding..."
"You are the biggest problem."
"I'll deal with you first, then the others."
The Warden's eyes had lost their whites, becoming pitch-black voids as he stared fixedly at the prison guard.
His murmured words felt like unnecessary narration, as if explaining sothing to an unseen audience.
The prison guard's lips trembled. There were questions he wanted to ask, but he clenched his jaw shut.
An instinctive feeling warned him—so things couldn't be spoken, only acted upon.
Wiping blood from his face, he suddenly grinned savagely, tensing his muscles to stem the bleeding.
"Since you're so eager to die, old man, I'll oblige you."
With that, he charged at the Warden with full force, completely disregarding the ongoing prison riot!
The two most powerful figures in the prison were now locked in mutual destruction, paying no heed to the chaos around them—leaving Know-it-All, who normally stayed farthest from prison affairs, to handle the suppression.
Naturally, none of this escaped Xie Antong's All-Seeing Eye. Observing everything, her rapidly processing mind instinctively sensed sothing amiss.
After contemplation, she reached an unbelievable conclusion. Pressing her earpiece with trembling fingers, she said:
"Hey? Sothing's off." Watching the life-or-death struggle between the Warden and prison guard, she continued, "The Warden... seems to be going easy."
"Huh?" This assessnt surprised even Lu Ce.
"It's like he's deliberately keeping the prison guard engaged, preventing him from disengaging."
"Almost as if making excuses—handling the guard ans not having to deal with the rioting prisoners."
Lu Ce fell silent before responding with palpable malice:
"I don't know... My earlier actions shouldn't have caused this much effect..."
"But you could try helping. Whichever side gains upper hand, assist the other."
Xie Antong: "..."
Surveying the battlefield, she noted the considerable damage escaping prisoners were causing without the Warden or guard present.
Black-clad figures had joined the fray, yet Xie Antong couldn't shake the feeling the advantage lay with them.
Originally, no one could possibly escape through sheer riotous force—this was Hell Mode after all.
Yet now, it seed genuinely possible!
"Hurry things up on your end," she urged.
"If we brute-force our way out, I might just steal your perfect clearance this ti."
"Impossible," Lu Ce stated decisively. "If that happens, this ga will likely end with zero perfect clearances!"
......
Currently, with Xie Antong's direction, players' aggressive assault, and the Warden's apparent leniency, the situation appeared optimistic.
anwhile, though utterly baffled from start to finish, Know-it-All reluctantly joined the battle.
In a blur of motion no one could trace, he materialized before a frenzied prisoner.
The prisoner, ntally affected by the Charge Horn, had bloodshot eyes. Though startled to face a top-tier opponent, he refused to retreat.
"Trying to escape? Seems you're short on tools."
"Seen prison movies? Let gift you the ultimate tunneling implent~"
With a theatrical flourish, he conjured a spoon from thin air.
"With enough perseverance, you can dig through any prison!"
The prisoner roared, shoving Know-it-All with all his might—only to et immovable resistance.
"Pity. You lack the dedication."
Sighing, Know-it-All plunged the spoon deep into the prisoner's eye socket. The man collapsed without uttering another word.
Know-it-All strolled leisurely through the chaos, leaving fallen prisoners in his wake—each face embedded with bizarre objects.
A combat-specialized player clad in black armor charged him, only to have his defenses shattered instantly. He collapsed, clearly unable to continue.
After all, the three powerhouses operated at Lu Ce's level.
While comparing bosses to players seed unfair, considering how Lu Ce dominated regular players, Know-it-All remained an insurmountable peak!
Xie Antong frowned. She knew Know-it-All had been "Sin's" most thoroughly deceived disciple.
She ought to intervene.
Just as she stepped forward, she froze—her pupils contracting sharply as soone seized one of her All-Seeing Eyes!
The Warden.
Who then... popped it into his mouth! The disgusting act made her pupils tremble violently.
But then, an aged voice reached her:
"Tell that underground boy to repeat what he just did."
Xie Antong: !
How did he know "Sin" was underground?!
"Hurry!"
"I am... the first to awaken!"
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