My Player 2

Chapter 419 Call the Police
After initial testing, 'The God of Thieves' had a general understanding of the strength of 'The Fire Thief'.

Just two words.

Invincible.

He can steal the enemy's methods while simultaneously disabling the enemy's corresponding abilities.

You can also steal the enemy's mana, use the enemy's mana bar to cast spells, and turn the enemy who has lost their mana bar into a training dummy that can't cast spells.

Life, attributes, time... anything that a living being possesses.

He'll steal anything.

However, the Fire Stealer has a fatal flaw: the cooldown of each skill is quite long.

Even so, this profession is already outrageous enough. 'The God of Thieves' suspects that after he reaches the maximum level, he might be able to solo a world boss.

It's like having a broken leg.

Unfortunately, my level is too low to keep this boss alive.

After reaching the maximum level, "Stealing God" plans to try to solo a world boss.

If it can succeed.

This means that the [Fire Thief] is a limited-class class that is no weaker than the [Divine Collector].

"But with [Fire Stealer] in a wheelchair, even if some fans try to imitate me and advance, they probably won't be able to criticize me, right?" he muttered to himself.

For any class that players can advance to, they can find the advancement option at the Creator God.

Even special professions that involve "losing a leg" and keeping them hidden are the same.

However, the [Divine Collector] is special after all, and its advancement slots are limited.

Only a small number of Kamen Riders who receive special missions are eligible to compete for promotion; it's no exaggeration to say that only one in a thousand can qualify.

This matter has caused quite a stir.

However, after learning the truth about the world, the "God of Thieves" had a new guess.

Such a powerful and special profession might require the creator god to pay a considerable price to advance, which is why He conducts a selection process.

Unfortunately, the creator god didn't know that what He thought was fair competition was seen as a terrible game planner by the players, and many people have already threatened to melt down their accounts.

But none of them actually took action.

……

Fino stuffed her intestines back into her stomach and fled the dream space without looking back.

After advancing in rank, that guy's magic power surged again. He fought with his opponent for another ten minutes or so, knowing that he couldn't defeat him in a short time.

That guy was clearly only an A-rank, yet he managed to steal one of His S-rank abilities.

It's a bit of a hassle, but not enough to make him escape.

Because the gap between the two sides is too great, even if the other side steals His ability, it can only be stolen for about three minutes, at most making Him feel disgusted.

Fino is confident he can kill the other party.

There was more than one person present.

The humorous old man had been hiding in the shadows, and when the Boss's mana bar was blocked, he suddenly made his move, crushing the [Radiance] which had been there for a minute, returning to the maximum level, and then unleashing a combo attack on the Boss without any explanation.

It was the sudden appearance of a third party that made Fino flee without looking back.

The thought of the guy who launched the sneak attack sent chills down his spine.

Why can a B-level puppet unleash S-level strength in a short period of time?

[Fino] can't understand it.

But He knew He had to escape far away and never encounter these monsters again.

After leaving the dream space, Fino hesitated for a moment, then decided not to even go back to the casino and to escape this messed-up world directly.

The sky seemed to have turned cloudy.

Fino looked up at the sky and found that the shadow covering the earth was not because of dark clouds, but because of a huge rock that had fallen from the sky.

"Hu Tutu" possessed the strength to uproot mountains and rivers, smashing down an entire mountain.

Instantly, the land was shattered.

Amidst the shattered rocks, a sealed-off area was formed, from which no one could escape.

【Huiqi】's one-minute segment is over.

He transformed from a god clad in divine armor into a demigod clad in divine armor. 'Golden Wind' raised his longsword, and under his radiance, nearly 200 demigod players from several major guilds all experienced extraordinary good fortune.

Their attacks are more likely to crit, and the probability of being fatally wounded is also greatly reduced.

Next up is the usual car boss.

【Fino】Looking at the sky full of players, she wondered if she was in a nightmare.

……

After one hour.

"The God Thief" took off his holographic helmet, lay down on the bed, and immediately passed out.

He slept fitfully for a long time, his mind replaying the memories of [Film], experiencing a very poor quality sleep.

He didn't get out of bed until the first light of dawn appeared outside the window, rubbing his aching head.

I glanced at my phone; 12 hours had passed.

"My head hurts so much." He felt he probably had a low-grade fever.

After all, it's too difficult for a B-rank alt to survive an hour against an S-rank boss. It requires him to give it his all and concentrate all his attention on the battle.

Honestly, when under the most pressure, he would forget to breathe for a long time.

After such a long and intense battle, I don't know how long I've been holding back.

I feel like my brain is melting!

Fortunately, after a long sleep, I only have a slight fever now.

"The God of Thieves" unlocked his phone screen and looked at the 99+ messages in the chat app. He felt his head was hurting even more. He opened a short video app and started scrolling through videos of borderline content with a blank stare.

"I don't want to reply to messages," he said softly.

He simply made a shout in the group chat, and who knew that the top leaders of several major guilds would all come.

The scene startled him.

Under the siege of a large group of players, Fino, who was almost exhausted to death, became a roadside creature, slowly worn down by countless attacks.

"Everyone can reach level 200... Should I join them or not?"

The invitation received by "The God of Thieves" is a dilemma.

I really don't want to go...

After resting for a while, he still felt unwell, so he turned on the smart home function on his phone and checked his physical condition while playing the game.

Yesterday, during his one-on-one match with [Fino], he held his breath several times on and off.

Most of them only held it for a minute or two.

But the most extreme time was when he didn't breathe for a full 12 minutes!

This is enough to cause permanent damage!

"Damn, I'm still alive?"

He immediately realized the reason, hurriedly sat up in bed, sensed the magic power in his body, and then reached out and grabbed forward.

The bottled water from the refrigerator was handed to him.

He was already a bronze-level superhuman, whose attributes were enough to completely overwhelm ordinary people.

So, does this mean I have talent, or just average talent?

He unscrewed the bottle cap, drank the whole bottle of water, and felt a little better.

If one has good talent, there is no need to look forward to the afterlife. But that world is so wonderful, and one has only seen the tip of the iceberg.

The thief threw out the water bottle, then snatched it back before it hit the ground.

He sensed that the world was about to change, but he didn't know whether the change would be for better or worse.

The technology of another world can explore the stars and usher humanity into a new era.

The system of superhumans... could destroy everything that humanity has built.

As a leading member, should I bear the responsibility of guiding humanity?

After hesitating for a long time, the "Thief God" finally picked up his phone and dialed the police.

(End of this chapter)