Lucky billion players, you've never seen one before / I can accumulate my own luck

John sensed a chilling madness, cruelty, and bloodlust in the other man's eyes.

He was just about to launch a projectile attack.

The atmosphere above the entire safe zone suddenly became violent.

The air currents converged and crashed down like a mountain, and a terrifying sense of pressure immediately pressed down on John. He fell uncontrollably to the ground, kneeling with his knees sinking deep into the floor tiles.

"I don't like it when people look down on me from above."

After Wu Tongyue used "Catastrophe Twelve" to press John to the ground, she revealed a cold look in her eyes, cruelly curled the corners of her mouth, and gave the order: "Dig out the heart and cut open the abdominal cavity."

*Thud*—John obeyed the order, reached into his own chest, and forcefully pulled out his heart.

At this point, he was still not dead.

The sharp pain brought him to his senses, and a struggle was evident in his eyes.

Wu Tongyue sneered, repeated the order, and added, "Disarm the item."

Soon, John completely surrendered and removed all the equipment he was wearing.

Without the immortality provided by the props, his life force gradually dissipated.

But he still didn't stop hurting himself. He took out a short blade, cut open his abdomen, and exposed his internal organs and intestines. Blood flowed onto the ground as if it were free.

In the last second before his death, John realized the identity of his opponent—a player who was definitely at least B-rank.

What terrifying mind control abilities...

One of the high-ranking members of the "Sword of God" player team died a humiliating death on his own turf.

"The thirteenth person on the list is done, bro."

Wu Tongyue reminded Wu Tongnian.

To speed up the search for the target, she and her brother specially changed to tools that could assist in intelligence gathering and target tracking.

Both of them are B-rank players who have been killing in the evolution game for so many years, so they naturally have no shortage of such useful items.

"Stop bragging to me! I've already got the seventh, ninth, and eighteenth."

After Wu Tongnian retorted, he reminded her, "Little sister, you better watch out. Brother Fan only told us to kill the targets on the list. Don't go crazy and kill too many."

"He also said we should crush the resistance forces with overwhelming force," Wu Tongyue scoffed. "Hmph, what a demand! We have to crush them, but we can't kill too many people. It's so troublesome!"

"You're fucking right... Only an idiot would make so many stupid demands!" Wu Tongnian agreed. "But his senior sister is an A-level player, we can't afford to offend her, so we have to handle things properly. Humph... Playing with second-generation players is so damn annoying!"

The two strictly followed Fan Xiao's instructions—don't kill anyone not on the list.

The tornado that is currently engulfing the safe zone was created by Wu Tongyue using the item "Catastrophe Twelve" to block the ordinary soldiers outside and prevent them from breaking in and causing trouble.

As for those flying combat units that crashed into the storm in an attempt to break through the blockade, but were unfortunately shattered by the wind blades... this is not their doing, it's the other side courting death, and has nothing to do with Wu Tongyue.

Yes, it is like that.

Given their nature, if they encountered resistance from the army, they would simply kill them all on the spot.

How could things be so restrictive now?

Fan Xiao is an idiot... Wu Tongnian cursed inwardly.

"Bro, I've found a new target, all of them together, hehe..."

Suddenly, Wu Tongyue pointed into the distance.

The army was blocked outside.

Half of the players responsible for perimeter security died, and the rest all ran away.

At this moment, the players' troops who were rushing over came from the central area.

In the same year and month, the brother and sister exchanged a glance and simultaneously activated their talent.

The amplification of Wu Tongnian's actions was manifested in Wu Tongyue's "mental control."

"Stop the action."

Wu Tongyue issued the order.

The amplified mental command spread out in one breath.

The talent combination skills, comparable to A-level talent output, almost instantly stripped all the players rushing towards them of their free will.

Their eyes widened in disbelief, and they all stood frozen in place.

So many toys… Wu Tongyue’s cheeks flushed red with excitement.

She approached the group of players, used an item to check their identities, and then gave orders to a few of them: "You, you, you... come out."

She singled out seven players who were not the target and made them stand aside.

Then she gave the order to the remaining people one by one: "Dig out their hearts."

"Pierce through the eyes."

"Tear your guts apart."

"Severing his own limbs..."

After being brutally tortured, all seventeen players died tragically, their bodies piled up together to form a pattern of flower petals.

Wu Tongyue took out her equipment and took photos, intending to show Fan Xiao her art when she got back.

Wu Tongnian pursed his lips and ignored his psychologically disturbed sister.

The two fought their way from the entrance of the safe zone to the central area.

When they were halfway there, no one dared to stand up and stop them anymore.

About three minutes later, the two arrived at the central area, entered the security building, and quickly went to the conference room.

"Don't come here! Don't come here!"

Inside the conference room, a blond man in an expensive suit looked terrified and kept backing away until he was huddled in a corner with nowhere left to retreat.

Wu Tongyue looked at the other person and murmured, "Target number 49, General Minos... how come he's just an ordinary person?"

"Fool! He's called a general, so naturally he must be someone of extraordinary status."

Wu replied casually.

"Who...who are you!? Who exactly are you!?" General Minos asked in a trembling voice, "B-rank players? Why are B-rank players allowed in this area!?"

"Tsk tsk, this idiot doesn't even know this?" Wu Tongnian said disdainfully, "So ignorant, no wonder he dared to offend Brother Fan?"

He quickly lost interest in watching the other person's terrified expression, and turned to his sister to ask, "How do you plan to kill this one?"

"Hmm... I want to see if a person can be smashed into mincemeat."

Wu Tongyue pointed to a hole in the wall not far away: "There's a hole there, bro, watch me do it."

The hole was made by John, who was already dead, when he rushed out earlier.

Wu Tongyue approached the terrified and struggling Minos, grabbed his calf despite his resistance, swung him up with all her might, and then flung him toward the large hole in the wall.

The tilted angle caused Minos to fly higher and higher after being thrown out of the building, until he reached the maximum height and began to free fall.

A moment later, a scream came from afar.

Wu Tongyue stood in front of the hole in the wall, gazing into the distance. After seeing the result, she couldn't help but curl her lip: "What...flying so high and still not turning into mincemeat, pfft..."

"You want to see meat sauce? Can't you just punch me with your fist?"

Wu Tongnian kindly reminded his younger sister.

"No way!" Wu Tongyue said with disgust. "What if I get greasy middle-aged man's blood on my hands? It's disgusting!"

"You fucking... you're not disgusting enough about smashing someone into mincemeat?"

Wu Tongnian also said with disdain, "I really don't understand the thoughts of you psychopaths."

"Hmph...you're the pervert! We've dealt with everyone in this area, let's go, let's move on to the next place."

Wu Tongyue glanced at the assassination list and activated the tracking aid again.

……

Europa League Headquarters.

Mammon's three B-rank players, along with one-third of his C-rank members, arrived here.

"Boss, someone's resisting, what should we do?"

"Damn it! You dare to resist? Kill everyone in this city! I'm going to massacre the entire city today! Massacre the entire city!"

"Uh... Boss, have you forgotten that weirdo's warning?" A C-level player reminded him, "His senior sister is an A-level player. If we mess around, we'll probably be the next ones to get slaughtered."

"...I was just joking with you, why did you take it seriously? What are you thinking? If someone resists, just suppress them, pick out a target, torture and kill them."

The hot-tempered B-level player retorted, "Don't think I'm afraid of that scumbag couple. They didn't pay us extra, so why should we do any more work? Don't you think so?"

"Ah...yes, yes."

"Isn't that pervert going to make a big fuss? Let's just crush him in broad daylight, isn't that a big enough spectacle? Hehe..."

Once the battle began, it was an overwhelming and one-sided affair.

After half an hour.

The resistance was completely crushed, and the soldiers fell to the ground, wailing in agony.

All the "targets on the list" at the Europa League headquarters were wiped out.

……

The same scene unfolded at the Psionic Society in the island nation, where Mammon's men slaughtered all the players they had sent out and hung their bodies at the entrance of their headquarters.

The domestic underground alliance was not spared either. Few players died, but the core group of ordinary people who controlled the capital were almost all killed, with only members who were not involved in the incident surviving.

The Sword of God, the Europa Alliance, the Underworld Alliance, the Freemasons, the Psionic Society... all five organizations suffered heavy casualties.

Besides them, many other factions that did not participate in the Ancheng operation were also approached by Mammon's B-level players.

Fan Xiao's list was very comprehensive, leaving no one out who wanted to plot against him.

The storm continues to brew, sweeping across the entire world.

This is only the first day.

This is just the beginning.

……

Ancheng, Tianhu District, Bahuan Building.

Eight o'clock at night.

As darkness fell, the spacious indoor sports field was illuminated by lights, and the elite players dispatched by the four factions had all arrived.

The only missing element is the fifth party, namely the Psionic Society from the island nation.

"Why haven't the people from the Psionic Society arrived yet? Has something happened to them?"

Eugene, the Kiwanis chief in charge of the Ancheng operation, frowned deeply.

He looked at Kara, the team leader sent by the "Sword of God," and asked, "Do you know why the Psionic Society has the closest ties with you?"

“I don’t know,” Kara shook her head. “They should have left a long time ago.”

At this point, she had a vague sense of unease.

Something seems to have gone wrong...?

Instinctively, she quietly activated her psychic power, the "Book of Akasha," to begin gathering intelligence.

At the same time, the team leader of the "Li Alliance" team—a young man with gold-rimmed glasses and an arrogant look—cursed, "Those Japanese devils are unreliable! Humph, we're not waiting for them anymore. We've gathered so many people now, and we've even applied for special restraint equipment. What problem could there be in taking down Fan Xiao and a C-level player?"

"This……"

After hesitating for a few seconds, Eugene said, "The arrow is on the string and must be released. We really can't wait any longer. The Special Affairs Bureau isn't always willing to cooperate with us."

"That's right. You'd better hurry!"

The Special Affairs Bureau members who came to participate in the operation reminded him in a serious tone: "We have already scheduled the operation for tonight. The emergency order will be issued at 9 o'clock sharp, and all signals in the city will be cut off at 9 o'clock. Someone will be in charge of controlling the equipment communication."

"Such extensive preparations are bound to leave clues, which will lead to our discovery. If you don't act tonight, you will never get our cooperation again."

"This is something that can only be done once."