Poverty makes me capable of anything.

Harrison.

He was number one on the bounty list, and his full-body portrait was always displayed in a prominent position. Even without the words he had overheard, Fitch had a very deep impression of him.

"You really are lucky to have come knocking on my door." Fitch shrugged.

"You are dead!"

Harrison's eyes were bloodshot, and he was covered in all sorts of weapons, with a floating mechanical cube following behind him.

It is said that enemies are especially hostile when they meet. Although Fitch did not have any hatred for Harrison, due to his special physical condition, his eyes were as red as a rabbit's.

The already gloomy room became even more violent.

The oppressive atmosphere made even the person who often stayed in the shadows feel a little uneasy.

Fortunately, the "Zerg portal" they were worried about disappeared automatically after releasing 100 Zerg, which relieved Fitch, who had been keeping a close eye on things.

If this door could be opened indefinitely, then he wouldn't need to think about anything else; he could just pack up his things and run away.

What's emerging now are low-level Zerg. As they burrow deeper, monsters of the Queen Zerg level will appear. If they accidentally manage to communicate with the will of the Zerg Queen, they can crush her to death across infinite space.

Then what's the point of even fighting? Where do we find the time to spout nonsense here?

"Hurry up and finish him off, don't waste any more time," the shadow said.

The voice was hoarse, like the static produced by grinding sandpaper.

At the same time, a crackling sound came from the shadows.

Is anyone else there?

Harrison's expression suddenly changed. In the instant his attention was diverted to the side, a deep red halo suddenly rose in a radius of about ten meters, enveloping the area where Harrison and Fitch were standing.

The inscriptions, which looked as if they were painted with blood, emerged from the ground like water. They were all lines as thick as an arm, outlining strange and bizarre shapes.

The arena.

If the red circle represents the edge of the arena, then the crimson alchemical runes on the ground are enhancements that Fitch had already set up.

"I admire your courage." Fitch sneered. As he spoke, his seemingly frail body began to swell as if it had been diluted with water. His originally withered and pale body, which looked like a submissive, was rapidly evolving into a muscular man. The clothes he was wearing were specially made combat suits, so there was no scene of him tearing his clothes after transforming into a muscular man.

"But even if your courage can pierce the heavens, you will die here today!"

With a roar, Fitch had already transformed!

Super muscular hunk!

It was over two meters tall, with arms thicker than Harrison's thighs, and bloody stripes running through the flesh.

The bulging creature possessed immense power, and although it looked terrifying, it did indeed make Harrison feel a sense of oppressive threat; perhaps, he could die here if he wasn't careful.

But even if I die, I'll drag Fitch down with me.

His death alone is meaningless!

"Come on, let me see just how deep your hatred really is."

This is a deathmatch between a level 51 boss and a level 48 boss.

Muscular hunk vs. robust young man who has almost lost his mind.

The show is about to begin.

The first sentence is "fuck you" (crossed out) "CNM, Fitch, you go to hell!"

That's how the story was supposed to go, but in their high spirits, they seemed to have forgotten about the person who had been hiding behind the portal and hadn't come out.

Fighting doesn't need to be aboveboard or anything like that; it's not some kind of fair duel with rules set.

Floating at the cave entrance, An Ran quietly took out the most powerful gun in the subspace. If it hit directly, it could instantly turn a person into ashes.

Is the target Fitch after his transformation, or the person in the shadows?

After turning the gun around several times, An Ran finally aimed it at the person in the shadows.

The dim light was enough for her to make out the person's general appearance.

He has an ordinary-looking face, but that doesn't make him stand out. His skin color, almost like that of someone with albinism, is very memorable.

Most importantly, he's bald!

Suddenly, a bald man emerged from the crowd, his distinctive feature making him the center of attention, much like his gleaming head.

He looks suspicious and doesn't seem like a good guy. His level is 49, which is quite high. If I could kill him with one shot, I would have hit the jackpot.

Next to the bald man stood some pillars about half a person's height. Surrounded by gray energy, the pillars floated up, about twenty centimeters off the ground.

Click—

The sound of the gun being pulled back was completely drowned out by Harrison's shout.

The Avenger's hands sprang forth sharp blades, and he also held a specially made knife in his right hand. He transformed into a gust of wind and plunged directly into Fitch's strong embrace.

boom!

The burst of light broke through the blue light gate in the blink of an eye. Before the ripples could even take shape, the light had already completely enveloped the area covered by shadow, and it seemed that even space itself was trembling.

But he didn't die.

Anran saw a value of -3780 float in the air, followed by small values ​​in the tens.

Click.

The second attack came in an instant.

This time, An Ran finally saw clearly what had blocked her attack. The blood-red halo that suddenly appeared in front of the bald man was the help that kept him unharmed.

"court death."

With a surge of anger in his chest, the bald man pushed his hands forward, and a dozen array symbols that had been engraved on his arms floated in mid-air. Starting from in front of him, the jets of water were instantly frozen into ice spears that pierced towards the portal.

"It's not over yet!"

Whoosh!

Following the ice spear was a rapidly forming ice wall, over a meter thick, that chased after the ice spear's tail, freezing the entire space behind it.

The chill emanating from it sent a shiver down Harrison's spine, even after he had been forced back by Fitch's punch. It felt like the chill was seeping into his very soul. This was a mystical power, not just pure cold; its destructive effect on the body far exceeded expectations.

It can be described as a masterful technique for inflicting sadism!

Once frozen, they can do whatever they want.

Pooh.

An Ran quickly switched the gun in her hand to a barbecue skewer, using extreme heat to bake the ice. With a sizzle, the ice was steamed into gas. A burst of sword energy instantly shook away all the strange gas around her. Following up with a forward slash, An Ran appeared in front of the bald man in the blink of an eye, as if she had used a teleport.

Die!

The light green "hurricane" shot straight up overhead.

Take this salted fish thrust!

"So fast." The bald man quickly inscribed the array symbols.

With that hand speed and that aura, even a thirty-year-old magician couldn't beat him in a shooting competition.

then--

Ding ding ding.

After a series of fierce exchanges, the bald man still hadn't lost any health. Although the array was shattered, he still looked as calm as ever.

"Fitch, hurry up!"

It's a formidable opponent.

An Ran took a few steps back. Since she couldn't kill the bald man in a short time, she decided to destroy those things that looked like bronze pillars first.

"on!"

It was just a space about thirty meters long and wide, and it was rather disgusting to have a hundred insects crammed together. But when they rushed toward the "copper pillar" in unison under Anran's command, Fitch no longer cared about Harrison.

"Don't think about it!"

He and the bald man shouted at the same time. First, a horizontal ice wall suddenly blocked the insect's path. Then, Fitch grabbed Harrison and threw him off, taking advantage of the brief gap to jump out of the "ring".

"open!"

As he shouted, the room began to shake violently.

It's the ground!

Anran quickly retreated to the exit, while Ella and the two prisoners remained hidden inside.

The ground is expanding, the walls are receding, and in an astonishing manner, the room that was originally forty meters long has suddenly become hundreds of meters wide.

Strange array patterns filled the space, which resembled a stadium. Fitch and the bald man joined forces to block the "copper pillar" behind them. The red light curtain, in particular, was like an invisible wall. Its eerie aura caused An Ran to frown as she heard a notification from the game.

"You have been affected by the illusion. Mental assessment failed."

Everything returns to nothingness.

"You have been affected by the illusion. Mental assessment in progress. Assessment successful."

The world suddenly seemed much wider.

wipe.

It's actually near the critical value for judgment.

An Ran gripped the [Hurricane] tightly and quickly summoned a ring of drones around her body.

Before the fight even really started, this dog's alchemy has already left me completely bewildered.

“It just so happens that this alchemical array is still a bit imperfect, so let’s use your two souls and bodies as a sacrifice! Hahaha…” Fitch’s voice was like a whisper in my ear, making me feel irritated.

We need to find a way to kill that alchemist.

Although Ella is not affected by this kind of mental power, her current strength is far from being a match for Fitch and the bald man. In that case, it's best to hide for now and wait for an opportunity.

The silent Ella showed no signs of life. In an environment filled with metal, she was undetectable by ordinary detection equipment—a true angel of stealth and assassination.

If you really can't beat them, you can only apologize to Harrison, drop all the bombs, and run away.

First, call for help.

An Ran raised her right hand and suddenly realized that the bracelet could no longer send messages.