Knight Asylum

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"What? A union with only one person dares to seize our Black Shadow Corps' territory!"

"Wow--"

Red was a little surprised. It was the first time he had seen such a gangster-like conversation. However, this was quite normal. Most of the people in [S·L] were terrorists who would exchange fire at the slightest disagreement.

"So now we are going to play an exciting game of aliens?"

Reid blinked and took out from his back the current limited edition S-level lock that he had exchanged for at the World Tree Consortium's site on the way here.

“How many S’s do you have?”

As soon as the S-level lock appeared, the Black Shadow Army fell silent.

There is no guarantee in the game of Outlander, and the delivery rate is extremely low. Most people have D-level locks. Strong players have B-level. A-level is rare, and S-level locks...

They always thought that the S-level lock species on the limited-time pool was just a picture.

But now, a newbie competitor suddenly took out an S-level lock seed, and... there were six of them! ?

In a head-on fight, how could a B-level lock in hand possibly defeat an S-level lock.

However, there is another way to play the Alien game.

That is……

"I summon my fists onto the field!"

The people from the Black Shadow Corps rushed towards Reid with ferocious faces.

Chapter 524: Revealed Greed, Fragments of Power

"How is it possible, so strong..."

With the last member of the Shadow Legion falling down with foam at the mouth, the hidden gameplay of this alien game ended with Red's overwhelming victory.

Red shook his arms up and down and glanced at the Alien game app on his phone. He wiped out the Shadow Legion, but the territory occupied by the Shadow Legion was not occupied by him.

Obviously, the real-life PK mode of play is not recognized.

But real PK is really effective.

According to the rules of the game, if there is no defense battle for more than twelve hours, the ownership of the ring will be automatically transferred to the challenger.

In other words, as long as you defeat the members of the enemy union and make them unable to defend themselves, you can easily gain ownership of the area.

Red glanced at the Shadow Legion members still twitching on the ground, scratched the back of his head, bent down, robbed all their money, and took pictures of their faces.

Judging from their skillful moves in the real PK just now, this shouldn't be the first time.

"Hey, hey, hey, this is bad."

Not far away, a man in a black jacket with a sinister look adjusted his hat and hid behind the vending machine to avoid being noticed by Red who was taking out the equipment of the Shadow Legion members.

The Shadow Legion is one of the teams they focus on. Logically speaking, if they don't cause any big trouble, they will protect the Shadow Legion to the death and let it continue to expand and fight against the internal conflicts of other unions.

But as luck would have it, the Shadow Legion ran into Red and even planned to have a real PK with Red!

"These idiots, don't they usually watch the news?"

The man couldn't help but curse under his breath. Just as he turned around and was about to leave, he felt a chill on his back and his body instantly stiffened like a frog being stared at by a snake.

The man used up all his strength to turn his head with difficulty. In front of the alley, Red was holding the vending machine, looking at him with a bright smile.

Discovered? !

The man swallowed hard and subconsciously reached behind his back with his right hand.

"Hey, do you want to PK with me in real life?" Reid narrowed his eyes slightly.

His senses are constantly evolving, and now even if he hasn't turned into Kuga, he can read the other person's mental activities to a certain extent through the other person's subtle expressions and the surrounding information.

He had tried to read Kurim's mental activities before.

And now he could see the emotions of the man in front of him.

Horror, fear, panic, it was just like encountering a terrorist.

"Sure, I don't mind," Red smiled brightly and raised his fist.

"Ahem - how could that be? I don't have the courage to do that," the man coughed, recovered his breath, raised his hands above his head, and smiled a little forcedly.

He was almost about to lie on the ground like a corpse like those people in the Black Shadow Legion, and be slaughtered at will.

"My name is Sid. I am the mediator appointed by the World Tree Foundation to observe whether the alien game is going on normally, in order to avoid..."

Sid paused and turned sideways to point at the Shadow Corps and others who had not yet woken up.

“Such a situation arises.”

"Then you don't seem to be a very competent mediator. They are very skilled. Call your boss. I want to speak to your boss."

Red extended his right hand toward Sid.

Is that what happened?

Sid's eyes jumped violently. Although he felt humiliated, Red's strong pressure made him unable to resist. He could only pull out his cell phone, but when dialing, Sid hesitated.

"What's wrong? I don't know which boss to call you? I don't mind taking one more call."

Tch - I've been seen through.

Sid took a deep breath and dialed the first number.

"Boss, the most troublesome thing has happened."

After saying that, Sid handed the phone directly to Red.

Reid took the phone and put it to his ear.

"Hello, I'm Takatora Wudao."

Cold and resolute, as soon as the other party spoke, Red was sure why U said that Guihu Wudao was a noble person.

"Hello, I'm a terrorist."

"..."

For a moment, Takatora Wudao on the other end of the phone seemed to be in the universe.

"Oh, just kidding, I'm Red."

Reid's voice pulled Takatora Wudao back from the universe.

Wu Daoguihu pinched the bridge of his nose and said, "Red, I know you are observing the alien game. If you are curious about what we are doing, you can come directly to the World Tree Foundation and I will tell you everything."

"That's pretty straightforward," Red ended the call and handed the phone to Sid, "Call your second boss."

Sid took the phone, snorted, and dropped his hand, with no intention of dialing.

"Hmm? You want to compete with me?"

"No, as long as you go to the World Tree Corporation and meet Takatora Wudao, you will definitely meet someone else," Sid adjusted his hat, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

He knew Red was only joking, but the lion's mere yawn could send the rabbit into cardiac arrest.

That's how he feels now.

"Really? Then I'll leave these guys to you," Reid raised his head in the direction of the Black Shadow Corps, turned around and rode on the Mobile Pegasus.

Looking at Red's back as he walked away towards the World Tree Consortium, Sid let out a long breath, took off his hat, walked to the front of the people of the Black Shadow Legion, slowly squatted down, stretched out his right hand and pinched one of them by the neck, and his fingers tightened little by little.

As long as he exerted force with his fingers, the man would die.

The feeling of having control over other people's lives and deaths is like some kind of addictive drug. Once you have tasted it, you will never forget it.

However, he could no longer feel that pleasure.

Sid loosened his fingers, veins bulged on his forehead, and Red's image appeared in his mind again.

【want to】

"Why...a person with such a powerful force..."

"It can't be you, right."

Sid's pupils shrank sharply and he slowly stood up. He turned his head and saw a man in a green coat standing in front of the alley.

"Who are you?!"

"Wu Fan," the man grinned, opened his hands, and the light of an O coin appeared on his body. In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a dark green insect monster.

"Greed?" Sid frowned. "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"Just now, I saw you trembling with fear because of that man," Wu Fan opened his hands and slowly circled around Sid to the left.

"But you are very good. You are obviously trembling with fear, but you dare to show your greed towards that power without knowing the reason."

"What do you want to say?" Sid's forehead was bulging with veins.

"I can give you the same power as that man."

Wu Fan extended his right hand toward Sid.

"Huh? Do you take me as an idiot? How can Greeed help me get such powerful power?" Sid sneered.

"If I told you, my hand..."

Wu Fan leaned forward and let out a meaningful laugh.

"Where are the fragments of that man's power?"

Chapter 525: Why is there no guarantee in your prize pool?

The branch of the World Tree Consortium established in [S·L] is just like its name, with an appearance like a towering tree rising from the ground, but without any extra branches, it just grows straight up.

I don’t know if it was intentional, but the branch of the World Tree Consortium is some distance away from the Intelligent Brain Group and the Tower of Sages, but is a bit close to Selvi Turia.

As soon as he stopped the car, Red noticed a man in a suit standing straight with cold and tough eyes at the gate of the World Tree Group. The moment they looked at each other, Red knew that this man was Takato Wudao.

I always feel that this man is a cool, career-oriented guy.

Red put down his helmet, got out of the car, walked in front of Guihu Wudao and extended his right hand.

"Hello - nice to meet you, I'm Red."

"My name is Takatora Wudao, you can just call me Wudao," Takatora Wudao stretched out his hand very frankly and shook hands with Reid's right hand. In the moment of shaking hands, Takatora Wudao narrowed his eyes.

He felt an extremely powerful force, as if he would be crushed to pieces if Red exerted any force.

"I understand, Guihu," Reid raised the corners of his mouth slightly and loosened the fingers of his right hand.

Takatora Wudao had a strong scent of masculine perfume on his body, but Reid could smell a faint smell of blood hidden beneath the perfume, and judging from the changes in Takatora Wudao's facial expression, he didn't seem to be used to the smell.

It was obvious that Guitora Wudao was seriously injured, and he sprayed perfume on purpose to avoid being discovered by others.

Faced with Reid's somewhat intimate address, Takatora Wudao subconsciously raised his body back.

Red was the type he couldn't deal with, but unfortunately he didn't have the option of saying No. He still remembered the first sentence of Red's self-introduction.

Hello, I'm a terrorist.

Although Red brushed it off as just a joke, he didn't dare take it as a joke.

Red is smiling now, but who knows if Red will suddenly change and give him a big surprise in the next second.

At least, the museum didn't dare to take the gamble.

"Please come with me."

Wu Daoguihu let out a light breath, turned around, raised his hand and waved, signaling the bodyguards to leave.

"Takatora, I actually have a question for you," Reid followed behind Takatora Wudao and looked at the other people in the World Tree Consortium.

Takatora Wudao, who was walking in front, was very alert.

How did the lock come about?

What is your relationship with the foreigners?

What is your purpose in promoting the Outlander game?

He had already anticipated the questions Red would ask.