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

"I get the feeling you're just bluffing," Fan Xiao laughed back. "Our strength isn't just a little bit greater, it's many times greater! In this confined space, let's see if your talent comes in handy, or if we... will break your young master's neck first!"

"Hey guys over there, how about we team up? Give me a straight answer!"

Nei Long then called out to the two players in uniform, "These five guys are too damn arrogant! If we wait until their item usage privileges are restored, they won't talk to us properly. Let's take down these bastards together now!"

"No, you have no idea how dangerous this dungeon is!"

The tall, uniformed player frowned and said, "We shouldn't be fighting amongst ourselves right now. The dungeon has just opened. If we lose members because of infighting, we won't even have enough strength to fight back if we encounter a major crisis later!"

Even without items, B-level players are not so easy to deal with.

In addition, the other side has four helpers...

Perhaps their chances of winning are high if they join forces, but after a fierce battle, even if they manage to annihilate the enemy, they will definitely suffer heavy casualties.

Not a good deal!

"Hmph! A coward who can't see the situation!" Jinlian couldn't help but curse.

"Heh, they just made the right choice."

The middle-aged man chuckled and said, "Don't forget the name of this instance, it's called the Battle of Two Cities! We're probably in a room in one of the cities, and there's another city elsewhere, along with... 15 other players."

"If we start fighting amongst ourselves now, and lose too many men... those who survive will become prey for the opposing faction."

"So... are you sure you want to fight?"

The bodyguard team consisted of four people, two men and two women.

Of the two male players, one was a middle-aged man and the other was a tall, thin man.

At this moment, the tall, thin player chimed in, saying, "Besides the threat from the opposing faction, don't forget the warnings from these two friends from section 019—this dungeon is very strange and eerie. And..."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "As you've seen in the dungeon background description, there are Celestials, Demons... This dungeon may very well contain extraordinary races."

“These kinds of groups usually possess systematic supernatural powers, posing a huge threat! Are you sure you want to start an internal conflict before it even begins?”

After warning Fan Xiao and the others, the tall, thin male player turned to the two uniformed players and reminded them, "These six people are all cannibals. If you cooperate with them, it's like asking a tiger for its skin."

"..."

The six people, including Fan Xiao, standing opposite them almost burst out laughing.

Sure enough, these guys who like to bully the weak are all cowards who prey on the weak.

When you have the upper hand, you can do whatever you want to harm others. If you have the biggest fist, what does it matter to you if it destroys you?

Once they're at a disadvantage... or even now, it's not really a disadvantage, just that the risk of taking action has increased, these guys start talking about reason.

It can be said to be quite a classic.

"I don't care if they're cannibalistic players or not, cooperation is the most important thing right now!"

The tall man glanced at the bodyguard team, then at Fan Xiao and the others, and said, "I'll remind you again, this instance is extremely dangerous!"

"Cooperate? With cowards like you?" Jinlian sneered, "You wish! I should have had these five idiots kill you first!"

"Humph!"

The tall man snorted coldly.

Seeing that a rift had already formed and seemed irreconcilable, and that cooperation was impossible, he did not bring up the matter again.

The tall man pulled his colleague toward the couple in the corner and started talking to them.

Soon, the four of them formed a united front.

The fifteen players inside the room were thus divided into three factions.

Fan Xiao looked at the two players in black uniforms and felt a little regretful.

These two entered the instance at the exact moment.

Now that the right to use the items is sealed, he has no way of detecting whether they are assassins.

but……

Judging from their behavior just now until now, if they weren't acting, then it's highly likely that neither of them is the "third student".

How could a target locked in from the future destiny by the "Miss of Destruction of a Nation" using an S-class item be so pathetic?

"Could it be that my junior brother is on the opposing side?"

Fan Xiao seemed to be deep in thought.

If it's not in the opposing faction either, then you'll have to wait until you clear the dungeon and then look for it in section 019.

Thinking of this, he moved closer to the two uniformed players and struck up a conversation in a familiar manner: "You just said that you got caught up in this while apprehending a fugitive? How many of you were together at the time?"

"Five."

The tall man was somewhat surprised that Fan Xiao would strike up a conversation with him.

Considering that the two sides might need to cooperate in the event of a major crisis, he temporarily set aside his prejudice against the cannibalistic players and replied normally: "I'm sure all five of us have been involved! Our three colleagues... have most likely been assigned to another city, I don't know if it's Silver City or Obsidian City."

"Uh... then won't you guys end up fighting each other later?"

Among the young couple, the woman with her hair tied in a low ponytail asked a question instinctively.

"How is that possible?" The tall man shook his head: "The dungeon prompts only mentioned that you can inherit the numbers after killing players from the opposing faction, but there's no rule that you have to fight each other. Even if you need to replenish your numbers... the other side probably has 15 players too, just kill the others."

“The instance doesn’t actually impose any restrictions on us having to fight each other,” Fan Xiao suddenly said. “However, things are probably not that simple. We might end up having no choice in the matter.”

"It's too early to talk about that now," the tall man shook his head. "Let's go out and see what's going on first."

"Don't rush, I have two more questions," Fan Xiao said with a smile. "How many criminals did you capture before entering the instance?"

"One. What's wrong?"

"Is the other person male or female?"

"?"

The tall man was stunned by the question.

It wasn't that the question was difficult to answer, but rather... he couldn't understand the other person's thought process. What was the purpose of asking such a question?

Just as he was about to answer...

suddenly!

The door to the lobby was pushed open from the outside.

The door opened... Sure enough, once the instance was opened, the scene restrictions were lifted.

The people inside immediately became alert, raising their guard and entering a state of combat readiness.

Fan Xiao turned his gaze toward the doorway, where he saw a squad of soldiers dressed in light armor behind the inward-opening wooden door.

There were five people in total, all carrying swords, and their armor... was somewhat similar to chainmail from medieval Europe, but not as triggering as trypophobia.

The soldier at the front went straight into the house; he seemed to be the captain of the team.

His sharp, hawk-like eyes glared at the 15 players inside the room, and he said in a stern tone, "Mercenaries... Hmph, a bunch of filthy rats blinded by money! Since you've taken the gold coins, then get to work!"

"Come with me, you'll be at the forefront later!"

"If you dare to desert your post... ha, those scum from Obsidian City won't even need to lift a finger, I'll kill you all myself!"

"Remember this! This is war!"

Upon hearing this, the slick-back-haired youth narrowed his eyes and became dangerous.

The other party's arrogant attitude made him extremely unhappy.

Even his father has never spoken to him like that!

The creatures in a mere dungeon...

"What kind of look is that?!"

Suddenly, the soldier captain glared at the slick-back-haired youth and took a few steps closer to him.

He raised his hand, ready to slap him.

"Ha ha……"

The young man with the slicked-back hair laughed in exasperation.

He originally intended to let the matter drop and not take the other party's tone to heart.

After all, we're in a dungeon, so we need to be careful when necessary.

And then... this guy actually wanted to slap him?

How dare you?

At that moment, the middle-aged man in the bodyguard team stepped forward and, before the slick-haired youth could erupt, grabbed the soldier captain's raised right hand: "Sir... Knight, isn't this the time for this? Shouldn't we be heading to the battlefield?"

"You dare disobey me?"

The soldier captain immediately became enraged and ordered the troops outside the door, "Arrest these two men! If they resist, kill them on the spot!"

"You dare to disobey orders now? What will you be like on the battlefield? Arrest him immediately!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers outside rushed into the house and brandished their sharp, cold weapons at the slick-back-haired youth and the middle-aged man.

Those standing at the back, including Neilong, all paled upon seeing this scene.

Some were even dumbfounded.

No one expected that the dungeon had only just begun when... something terrible seemed to have happened.

Immediately, some people began to gloat, intending to watch the show unfold.

Given the arrogant demeanor of the young man with the slicked-back hair and the middle-aged man, they certainly wouldn't surrender easily.

If they retaliate... what consequences will it have if they harm the original inhabitants of the instance?

Chapter 408 A Dangerous Turn of Events

Clang—the sharp sound of a blade being drawn rang out.

The soldiers who rushed into the house immediately drew their knives, their eyes cold.

The young man with slicked-back hair and the middle-aged man both frowned, and did not immediately resist when surrounded.

The middle-aged man said, "My lord knight, I advise you... not to make a mistake!"

"You filthy, lowly rats! How dare you speak to me like that?" The captain laughed in anger, and immediately gave the order again: "Before locking them up, teach them a good lesson!"

"Yes!"

Four soldiers armed with knives obeyed orders, approached the two men, and placed their gleaming blades against their necks.

"Your Majesty!"

Two soldiers simultaneously kicked the back of the legs of the young man with slicked-back hair and the middle-aged man.

One of them was a C-level player and the other was a B-level player, so attacks from ordinary people naturally had no effect on them.

Seeing this, the two soldiers increased their intensity and began kicking wildly.

"Hey... can we fight back now, Uncle Jane?"

The slicked-back-haired youth grinned maliciously.

The middle-aged man... also known as "Uncle Jian" smiled and nodded slightly, saying, "We can't attack the native inhabitants of the instance because it's easy to trigger the dangerous 'counterattack' rule. This rule is basically relative in any instance."

In other words, if the natives' attacks are particularly dangerous to the player, they will generally be restricted by the instance – that is, if the conditions are not met, the natives cannot directly attack the player.

As long as players don't recklessly provoke others, this kind of "life-threatening danger" won't easily come their way.

If the natives can attack the player at will... then it proves that the player will not be in great danger if they retaliate against the natives.

The danger is reciprocal.

Yes, although both the slick-haired youth and Uncle Jian were filled with boiling anger, they did not act rashly.

Now that he was certain he could retaliate, Uncle Jian no longer hesitated, and the arrogance of a B-level player was fully unleashed.

He moved with lightning speed, grabbing the soldier who had kicked him by the neck, crushing his armor, and lifting him up.

Then give it a hard flick!

With a soft thud, a large chunk of flesh was forcibly torn from the soldier's neck, along with his throat. His body slammed heavily onto the ground, and after a few struggles, he was lifeless.