Quadruple split.

Chapter 2845 Uncontrollable
A familiar warmth surged through my body.

A burning fighting spirit ignited in his chest.

The booming echoes exploded in my ears.

The cleaner took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes.

Before him lay a pool of blood, once belonging to a commander of ten thousand men under the Steelmane Tribe, now reduced to a bloody, mangled red mark.

The instinct deeply ingrained in the scavenger's soul is to spot the most obstructive and glaring one among countless obstructive entities, and then step forward to turn it into harmless remains.

Bloodstained with setbacks, the "microscopic" power that erupted from extreme repression and introspection was his instinct.

Ling Jie's desperate gamble, his "do-or-die" approach of pushing himself into a corner, was also an instinct.

The sorcerer's ability to weave deadly traps and find the winning opportunity among countless possibilities is an instinct.

Luselle's "battle experience," honed through countless battles, is his instinct.

The Soul Douluo is capable of taking on a thousand men single-handedly, and can move through enemy lines as if they were nothing; this is his instinct.

There are many more, many more...

Those talents that countless people at the top of the pyramid are proud of, the very foundation of their existence and their very existence, are, for that divine song back then, and for the Cleaner who is gradually finding himself now, merely innate 'instincts' that quietly awakened the first time he touched a video game.

"too weak."

The cleaner looked down at the pile of wreckage in front of him, his gaze filled with helplessness and disappointment, and murmured softly, "They were really too weak."

Possessing the same power that has already stepped into the epic tier, this boarman centurion merely raised his weapon in front of the Scavenger, instinctively trying to parry the heavy blow that contained only nine variations, twelve points of force, and five sets of follow-up attacks. This truly saddened the Scavenger.

Therefore, he could only hope that the other party had enough power to break the 'change' he made instinctively, and to give him a surprise by using the principle of overcoming skill with force.

The results of it?
There were no surprises, no unexpected events, no thrilling exchanges, and no worthy opponents to contend with.

The opponent was thus turned into a corpse by his simplest and most unadorned strike, a pathetic and pitiful wreckage. The power attached to his weapon was easily deflected to the ground, and with the remaining force after killing him, he unleashed a shockwave that directly achieved nearly a hundred kills.

The same half-epic level, the same strength-based class, the same physical attack.

Why couldn't I catch it?

Why couldn't they defeat them?

Why is it so disappointing?
"I'm getting a little tired of it."

The fighting spirit in his eyes vanished in an instant, and his surging passion cooled in the next moment. The Cleaner sighed silently, feeling only emptiness and exhaustion.

At the same time, at least thirty boar warriors pounced on his somewhat desolate figure, including three centurions.

The reason is simple: they discovered a perfect flaw.

In the eyes of these centurions, who could be considered 'experts', although the opponent had just killed the commander of ten thousand men with a sneak attack of some unknown kind, this move, which was almost equivalent to the thief class's desperate strike, was destined to injure the enemy by a thousand while injuring oneself by nine hundred and ninety-nine. In other words, the person who stood there dumbfounded after the decapitation, whose aura had vanished in an instant, was no longer capable of fighting. This was a golden opportunity to strike!

If a ruthless person can kill a centurion with a single, desperate strike, and steal that head, he will surely gain immense merit in front of nearly three thousand witnesses. This merit may very well become the cornerstone of a new centurion.

The resources of the Steelmane Tribe are limited, but even so, they still have the ability to use various potions and tools to elevate a brave general who has no talent but is loyal enough and has accumulated a lot of merit to the high-level peak, or even higher.

That's why the man standing there, seemingly exhausted, wiry, and with a stubble, was a perfect example of their strength. So much so that not only the three centurions, but also the twenty-odd centurions who reacted quickly rushed forward without hesitation.

Then--

……

"What did you say?"

Five minutes later, on the second floor of Skorck Hall, Romeo stared wide-eyed at Mo Tan in front of him and asked in astonishment, "You're saying that Scavenger single-handedly wiped out three thousand boarmen from the Steelmane Tribe? A commander of ten thousand, three commanders of three thousand, and more than twenty commanders were all killed by him by himself?"

"It wasn't a complete annihilation."

Mo Tan, leaning back in his chair, shook his head and corrected, "It was a rout. He directly routed the 3,000-strong search force within a quarter of an hour, triggering a massive rout. After that, the sorcerer led the other professional players to sweep through the battlefield as much as possible before leaving together. Although there were probably a few hundred who escaped, well... how should I put it, it certainly far exceeded my expectations."

"One man defeated three thousand men..."

Because he had spent more time in Dunbua City than Mo Tan, Luo Ou, even though his strength was relatively ordinary, was very clear about the situation of the various Blood Barbarian forces. He also knew how absurd it was to defeat such a team by himself. So much so that even though Mo Tan personally confirmed the news, he still didn't completely believe it. Instead, he stared wide-eyed and asked again, "The Cleaner did it all by himself? I mean, the Cleaner by himself?"

Although she was a little confused before bringing Luo Ou over, Mo Tan, now back to her senses, nodded and answered confidently, "I'm sure."

"Row."

Luo Ou nodded, then pulled out the chair opposite Mo Tan and plopped down in it, saying in a dry voice, "I need to calm down, I need to calm down."

"I believe that you are not the only one who needs to slow down at this moment."

Mo Tan chuckled as he watched Luo Ou, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of being embarrassed and bewildered while no one saw him, yet he could admire the bewilderment of others (especially such a big boss). He then dropped another bombshell: "Just now, according to my friend, the Cleaner character has climbed from 197th to 8th place on the [Player Personal Combat Power Ranking]."

Romeo: "...Huh?"

Mo Tan raised his right hand to show Romeo his palm, then, under Romeo's bewildered gaze, added calmly, "It took less than five seconds."

Romeo: "...Huh?!?!"

"This matter should be escalating rapidly by now."

Mo Tan looked at Luo Ou with a subtle expression and asked curiously, "Speaking of which, it makes sense that you, the big boss of the Crimson Constellation, found out about this from me."

"That makes sense."

Romeo nodded vigorously, and said with a serious expression and a proud look on his face, "I didn't add any of these people around me!"

"..."

Mo Tan remained silent for a while before asking Romeo helplessly, "So? Are you planning to add the Cleaner as a friend now?"

"It's best not to."

Before Romeo could answer, Jane Liberl, with her signature husky voice and rather sexy tone, pushed open the door and walked in, then said directly to Mo Tan, "Explain the situation to me."

"Ah I?"

Mo Tan was taken aback for a moment, then asked in bewilderment, "Shouldn't you, the astrologer, be explaining the situation to me?"

"You're overthinking it."

Jenny sat down next to Mo Tan without any politeness, crossed her legs, and said lazily, "I'm not one of those great astrologers who can easily kill themselves. Although I can see some things, my vision is always blurry and narrow, so I need some objective information to corroborate it. So stop talking nonsense and tell me what happened." "Okay, sure."

Mo Tan, who had always been completely under the thumb of this astrologer girl, nodded obediently and said in a very cooperative manner: "To put it simply, this time many of our top combatants from other worlds came to help, but one of them, who used to be very powerful but has been very decadent in recent years, suddenly broke out and killed more than three thousand boar people by himself."

Jenny nodded slightly, confirming, "If it's more than three thousand boarmen... then that's the kind with one commander of ten thousand, three commanders of three thousand, and a bunch of rabble?"

"According to the information I have, this is the case."

Mo Tan nodded and said seriously, "He single-handedly crushed the enemy. It is said that he killed the commander of ten thousand in the first round of attacks, and then killed three commanders of three thousand with one blow... Although I don't know why the enemy lined up to kill him, that's the information."

"Um……"

Jenny narrowed her eyes and asked softly, "But that person didn't advance to the Epic rank. Instead, they achieved a crushing victory in the higher ranks, like a dimensional reduction attack, right?"

"Correct."

Mo Tan, who knew perfectly well that only the top four on the leaderboard were truly epic, said definitively, then added, "That person is an old acquaintance of Romeo; he used to be a very powerful..."

"No need to say so much."

Jenny waved her hand to interrupt Mo Tan, then frowned slightly as she looked at Romeo: "You can't handle him at all, can you?"

"I don't want to control him."

Romeo shrugged and said helplessly, "He... you can understand it as him being injured many years ago, so continuing to fight back then would definitely not have been a good thing, so I let him make his own decision."

Jenny's eyes narrowed slightly as she continued to confirm, "So, did he choose not to continue fighting after you let him make his own decision, or did he ignore your opinion and choose to continue fighting, and only then did you show respect for his decision?"

"..."

Romeo paused slightly, then smiled wryly and said, "Well, it was his own decision. In the process, I didn't find an opportunity to interfere with his choice. Of course, I didn't want to interfere with him either. He's my friend, and I respect him."

"You can't control him."

Jenny stared intently into Romeo's eyes and said seriously, "You can't control him in the past, you can't control him in the present... and you can't control him in the future."

Romeo smirked and complained, "I was the one who sent him this time, and look how capable he is!"

"That was his own choice, his own decision, and you were just an opportunity. In other words... even without you, he would have chosen this place as both his end and his beginning."

Jenny lowered her eyes and whispered, "He is his own master, no one can control him, but... at least until the end, Black Vane."

Mo Tan, suddenly called out, asked, "You called me?"

"Make good use of him."

Jenny breathed a sigh of relief and said calmly, "At least at this point, before he reaches the end and the beginning, you can place your complete trust in him."

Mo Tan nodded slightly, then couldn't help but ask, "And then?"

"I don't know, I can't see."

Jenny gave a crisp and decisive answer, turning to Mo Tan with a serious expression: "But the fact that 'I can't see' itself already speaks volumes. As for whether or not to dispel that fog and peer deeper..."

"No."

Recalling Diana, who is still trapped in the depths of her consciousness, Mo Tan interrupted Jenny in an almost agitated tone, and said seriously, "Don't look at things that you feel you shouldn't look at, even if you only feel a little uneasy, don't take any unknown risks."

"...You can't order me around."

After a brief silence, Jenny pursed her lips, gave Mo Tan a light glare, and then said slowly, "However, I will consider your suggestion."

“Jenny.”

However, Mo Tan did not let the other party gloss over the topic. Instead, he said solemnly, "Promise me."

Jenny frowned, then said seriously, "Let me remind you, you scumbag priest, I am merely your occult advisor and the chief astrologer of the Independent Army, not your servant or slave, so I don't necessarily have to..."

"This is not a demand or an order, but a request."

Mo Tan interrupted Jenny again, saying in a deep voice, "I beg you to promise me that you will not take any unknown or uncontrollable risks, not to personally verify anything that makes you uneasy, and not to look at those... terrible things."

"..."

Jenny looked away and after a long while said, "You really do know something."

Mo Tan remained silent, simply gazing intently at her private occult consultant.

finally--

"Okay, okay, I got it."

Jenny stood up, somewhat annoyed, and said, "In short, I'll keep an eye on those weird things. If anything bothers me, I'll let you know first and we can discuss it. Are you satisfied now?"

"Ah."

Mo Tan smiled with satisfaction and visibly breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, Jenny."

"Get lost, you're really annoying."

After saying that, Jenny left the second floor and slammed the door shut.

Romeo and Mo Tan sat there, looking at each other in bewilderment.

"How did you offend her?"

"Wasn't I just doing it for her own good?"

"But she doesn't seem to appreciate it very much."

"really."

"If this were a romance novel, would it mean she's already interested in you, and that she was just being shy?"

"...Luo Yonghao, do you think I'm the type that's very popular?"

"Hard to say."

Chapter 2836: The End