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Charles, worried that the young assassin from the banquet hall might catch up with him, spoke in a low, forceful tone, sounding both pleading and threatening: "If you don't stop me this time, I'll owe you a favor."

"So eager?" Fan Xiao laughed. "It seems the person who attacked you earlier was no ordinary person. Are you trying to escape?"

Charles: "..."

“You can move aside, but you have to answer one question for me.” Fan Xiao asked, “You were one of the three B-level players who built the A9 base. You should know where the fantasy material used to build the base came from, right?”

“...Naturally, it was bought from Division 001,” Charles replied. “We gathered a large number of players to raise the money.”

"Oh? It seems this batch of fantasy materials wasn't bought," Fan Xiao said. "It's also most likely not stolen either. For players, there's no need to hide their acts of robbery."

At this point, he showed a rather interested expression: "Now I'm a little curious, how did you manage to get your hands on the fantasy substance in the first place?"

"..."

Charles did not reply.

The other party clearly didn't trust him, yet still asked questions, obviously trying to trick him into revealing information, and made no attempt to hide their intention to get information out of him.

This guy will say whatever he guesses directly, which is actually very unwise and will make them suspicious—that's probably what most people would think. In reality, it's also a way of getting information out of them.

Once he realized the trap of the pretentious questions, he naturally stopped saying anything.

As a result... the other party directly stated what they had guessed, provoking him to instinctively deny and forcefully interpret it, thereby distorting the facts.

The more he explains, the more the other person will guess—because a lie is also a form of information.

The other party is not afraid of him lying, but of him remaining silent.

What an insidious fellow...

He shouldn't have replied in the first place!

Charles realized that the guy opposite him was clearly hostile and malicious, and was only pretending to be a random passerby to start a conversation with him in order to get information.

You bastard, you're really good at pretending!

As expected, this guy should also be a member of the Holy Sword Alliance.

After thinking it through, Charles's eyes turned cold, and without further hesitation, he took action!

Although he is temporarily unable to move, players rarely rely on their physical abilities to fight.

The next instant, he activated his talent, creating a gray-white illusionary space on a mental level, which enveloped Fan Xiao and the white-haired girl.

At the same time, through the crisis sense function attached to the "repair item", he sensed a sense of crisis approaching and found that he could no longer speak.

The other side has likely also taken action.

He must fight quickly!

Without further hesitation, Charles unleashed an attack item—[Cupid's Poison Arrow]—at Fan Xiao and the white-haired girl, who were trapped in the illusionary space.

[Rank B Item - Cupid's Poison Arrow]

Cupid's arrow will strike the hearts of two people he desires, connecting them and bestowing upon them a blessed union.

So, what happens when Cupid shoots his arrow with malice?

[Note 1: After equipping this item, you can target a couple within a 50-meter radius, summoning two poisoned arrows from Cupid that will strike their hearts from an unexpected angle. As the arrows pierce their hearts, they will release a large amount of Grade B toxins.]

[Note 2: Please make sure to lock onto two people at the same time, and confirm that your chosen targets are truly one man and one woman, not two men or two women. Any mistake in the details, or the poisoned arrow of Cupid that you feel deceived, will pierce your own heart.]

[Note 3: Cupid's poisoned arrow will only respond to your call once a day.]

The next second, two cute short arrows with pink heart-shaped decorations at the ends appeared behind Vanshaw and Alpha, piercing through the skin and flesh of their backs and heading straight for their hearts.

*Thud*—The tip of the short arrow pierced through the hearts of the two men.

A large amount of toxins were released into their bodies.

Alpha looked down at the tip of the short arrow in her chest, then reached out her delicate white hand to pull it out and examined it curiously.

The toxins in her body did not affect her. She directly controlled the movement of her flesh and blood, expelling the toxins from her body as if she were breathing. The "Ancestor of Flesh and Blood" has almost absolute control over her own body, a power that even surpasses the interference of A-level items.

Alpha can utilize some of the abilities of the "Flesh and Blood Progenitor," and can immediately disperse all the cells in her body and then recombine them whenever she wants.

In this state, she would naturally not be harmed by toxins.

"..."

Charles was stunned.

Despite the damage to her heart and the injection of a large amount of Grade B toxins into her body, it had no effect on the girl whatsoever?

He subconsciously turned his gaze away and it fell on Fan Xiao again.

Bang! Fan Xiao exploded, and a human skin, some bones, and tattered clothes fell to the ground.

Alpha immediately picked up the human skin and absorbed it as if it were flesh and blood, as if it were cleaning up for its owner.

Seeing this scene, not only was Charles shocked, but the other onlookers also felt their scalps tingle.

This guy looks incredibly cute, but he did something that gave me goosebumps.

No, that's not right. How could that girl pinpoint the location of the human skin so precisely? She should have been seeing a gray, blank space with no scenery at all... Charles realized something was wrong.

He was unaware that Alpha, as an artificial life form, did not possess the concept of "spirit." Her consciousness was composed of a large number of mutually constraining and reinforcing instructions, much like a robot, and therefore she was not subject to any spiritual interference.

As for Fan Xiao... just as everyone saw, Fan Xiao, standing in the same spot, was nothing more than a few clothes, a human skin, and a skeleton.

The real Fan Xiao had already transformed into wriggling flesh and blood midway through the conversation, emerging from the "empty shell" of his feet and burrowing into the ground.

Then they approached Charles from beneath the ground.

*Snap*—Charles felt a hand on his left shoulder.

Fan Xiao's deep, magnetic voice followed: "Don't move. I just want to get some information out of you, and I don't want to kill you right now. If you don't behave, I guarantee you'll die a horrible death."

As he spoke, he activated his psychic powers and began to modify and destroy Charles's body.

Unlike the conceptual connection of "Master Tailor," he was now personally touching Charles, forming a solid control channel, and naturally would no longer be limited or affected by the low compatibility of psionic energy and props.

Sure enough, Vanshaw discovered that his psychic powers were having an effect on Charles's body.

However, to his surprise, it still didn't have much effect.

At least, it's impossible to completely overwhelm them.

He was indeed constantly damaging Charles's internal structure and deforming his flesh, trying to severely injure him so that he could administer the vomiting potion for questioning. However, Charles's twisted and damaged flesh was being rapidly replaced by regenerated flesh, and his injuries were healing themselves at an extremely fast pace, forming a balance with the damage he was inflicting.

He even used the "Land of the Fallen Gods" technique to suppress the opponent's spirit and constantly make them forget the thought of retaliating.

As a result... the effect was still not ideal.

Although a hint of confusion occasionally flashed across Charles's eyes, they remained remarkably clear.

Fan Xiao was surprised; this guy had incredible defense and immortality!

Is he really that good at hiding?

If he doesn't activate "Psionic Blood Sea" and use moves like those of Caesar the True King, he probably won't be able to deal with this guy.

Feeding it vomiting agent... would likely reduce its defensive capabilities to the point where it would have little effect.

"..."

Goodness... what a talent!

This was the first time Fan Xiao had encountered a player with such a strong ability to survive.

He used a combination of items and psionic attacks, but he couldn't do anything to this guy for a while.

Either unleash a powerful psionic attack or summon a little angel... only then can you instantly kill the opponent.

Otherwise, we can only slowly wear this thing down.

Blood Sea is definitely not an option, otherwise even if Junior Sister is incredibly dense, she would still have some doubts about his identity.

The only thing we can use is the little angel.

Fan Xiao was finally convinced.

Charles is a tough nut to crack!

On the other side, Charles, who was temporarily maintaining his consciousness, finally understood something—so that's what the sense of crisis he had just sensed was all about... He had actually been tricked out of two of his most powerful moves by the other party's human skin disguise!

suddenly!

Both Vanshaw and Charles noticed that the light in the courtyard square had dimmed and the surrounding scenery appeared slightly distorted.

Upon seeing this, the members of the Holy Sword Alliance cheered.

That familiar scene... it's the Alliance Leader!

The alliance leader has finally arrived, following the coordinates!

"Ok?"

Vanshaw suddenly fixed his gaze on Charles, noticing that the man's body was becoming translucent, seemingly about to disappear along with the distorted scenery around him.

Instance!

Someone is teleporting Charles into the instance.

Fan Xiao's expression changed, and he activated his talent without the slightest hesitation.

The copy of the scroll—this matter seems very unusual. Why did it happen just when he had Charles under his control? He was suspicious, but for the time being, he had no intention of investigating the secret behind it.

All he knew was that Charles was equipped with a number of highly functional gadgets.

And now, someone is trying to steal food from his mouth, trying to steal his prey.

How can we let a duck that's already in our mouths fly away?

Van Shaw focused his greatest hostility on Charles.

The red-eyed loli who appeared on his shoulder immediately sensed his intense hostility and couldn't help but reveal a manic, excited, and morbid expression.

The little angel understood Fan Xiao's intention and immediately divided it into two, then into four, then into eight...

Upon reaching the number thirty-two, the little angels simultaneously summoned blood-red scythes, instantly aiming them at the nearly transparent and vanished Charles, and slashing him thirty-two times.

Charles's body was no longer in this space, but the little angels saw his lingering phantom and thus locked onto his concept.

In an instant, under the thirty-two blows, Charles was shattered and crumbled on a conceptual level.

In contrast to the material world, his body and spirit vanished without a trace, like pencil marks erased from paper.

It's as if it never existed.

Player "Seal" kills player "King Charles"

Player "Seal" can randomly inherit one item from player "King Charles". Item search and inheritance in progress...

Congratulations to player "Seal" for inheriting the B-grade item "Puppet Master"!

The game's hints led Van Shaw to realize that he had successfully killed Charles.

He showed no surprise.

When he was still an E-level player, the little angel cut a small scratch on Tina's cheek through the "Gate of Two Worlds".

Now that his mental strength is almost approaching that of an A-level player, Little Angel's attack power is naturally even stronger.

After reclaiming his prey, Fan Xiao frowned slightly as he looked at the distorted scene around him.

He was quite surprised to find that the Holy Sword Alliance had a dungeon boss behind it all.

So... the strange "photo-on-forehead" behavior of those Holy Sword Alliance members just now was a ritual for anchoring coordinates?

Suddenly, footsteps sounded behind me.

Fan Xiao turned around and looked back, only to find his junior sister, who looked exhausted, approaching.

The junior sister was staring blankly at him, as if she wanted to say something.

Fan Xiao frowned slightly, sensing a faint sense of crisis.

After a moment's thought, he took out the "Bird Angel Medal" from his storage space and made a cool tossing and catching motion.

Could there be a coincidence?

Chapter 462 Intelligence on the One-Winged Organization

*Snap*—The Bird Angel Medal landed in Fan Xiao's right palm.