Chapter 124 Unnecessary Words

While Infinite and Uncle Waste were locked in fierce battle, the battle on Link's side had also reached a critical juncture.

The four hundred-odd Links formed a wedge formation; half leaped into the air, half remained on the ground...pressing toward the last group of resisting players, a tidal wave of consumption.

At this moment, almost everyone's face showed an expression of suicidal resolve; even Shiva's mind was filled with thoughts of "mutual destruction."

However, there was one person whose eyes remained firm, whose will had not wavered.

"It's not time to give up yet!" Wang Tanzhi rarely let out a furious roar.

His roar clearly reached the ears of his comrades beside him, but it failed to reignite their fighting spirit.

"Even if we fight to the last man, we still have hope!" Xiao Tan continued to shout, "Besides, there are still many people alive; we have plenty of time!"

This was indeed true...at this moment, apart from those players who remained in the center of the battlefield to resist, there were still more than a hundred surviving players in this place; most of these people were like Li Feng, knowing that their strength was too weak, going forward to participate in the battle would only be instantly killed or become a burden, so they had all escaped to a relatively distant place (at least five hundred meters away, any closer and they might be blasted to death by Infinite's sonic snap bombs), maintaining a scattered formation, watching the situation unfold.

"Hmph...do you really think those people can buy any time?" Link, upon hearing Xiao Tan's words, immediately said with a smile, "Forgive me for being blunt, but once you all die, they won't even last two minutes. As long as I use a 'two-on-one, man-to-man' strategy, hunting them down separately, I can quickly eliminate them all."

"What 'two-on-one', 'man-to-man'?" Xiao Tan retorted, "Do you think this is playing basketball?" As he spoke, he raised the [Tan] in his hand, ready to unleash an attack.

In the same second, Link had already charged forward, "Ha!" He sneered, and continued, "If this really were playing basketball, then your current situation would be—the second half of the fourth quarter, down by a large score, your stamina almost completely exhausted, and the audience is already leaving early!"

"That's perfect then..." The instant those four words left his mouth, Wang Tanzhi...moved.

His figure suddenly disappeared from everyone's sight; even Link could not track his movements visually.

"Hmm?" In that instant, Link's heart was immediately startled, "What is the principle behind this?"

Link could sense that Xiao Tan was still nearby, but he could not capture the other's figure. And this situation was theoretically impossible.

You must know, Link was currently observing with more than four hundred eyes simultaneously.

The visual network formed by the common sight of these four hundred-plus consciousnesses was like a "super compound eye"; not only was its dynamic vision amazing, but it could also observe things from a data level.

Just how strong was this kind of vision? To give a concrete example...even if there was an invisible fly with optical camouflage flying at supersonic speed in irregular high-speed movements in this area, Link could guarantee that this fly would always be clearly and distinctly present in his sight.

However, the current situation was that Xiao Tan, a large, living person of one meter eighty, was active in this area, but Link could not "see" him.

"What!" Two seconds later, Link's horror deepened even more...because in those two seconds, twenty Links had already been beheaded, and each one's neck had remnants of black flames.

"What is he doing?" The advance of Link's army halted due to his hesitation, and more than four hundred people stood rooted in place, looking around in panic.

But...he still couldn't capture the slightest trace of Xiao Tan.

"Just what is he doing!" Shock and fear rapidly swelled in Link's heart, and he soon discovered...that not only could he not track the enemy with "vision," but even his "hearing" seemed to have failed.

An eerie, deathly silence descended around Link.

He couldn't hear the sound of Xiao Tan moving...the sound of his feet hitting the ground, the sound of the wind breaking, the sound of blades being wielded; he couldn't even hear the sound of "himself" dying...the sound of necks snapping, the sound of blood spurting, the sound of heads falling.

Everything was like a silent play, a bloody, suffocating silent film without even background music.

It wasn't until later that Link belatedly realized...that this must have been caused by the [Tan]'s second special effect—"Silent Performance."

"Outrageous!" Watching more than a hundred "selves" die in a matter of ten-odd seconds, the remaining three hundred Links shouted in unison and scattered in all directions.

The facts proved that his countermeasure did have some effect; as the crowd dispersed, Xiao Tan's throat-cutting efficiency also decreased, but...it was still very fast.

About forty seconds later, Xiao Tan's figure finally reappeared; these forty seconds were like forty hours to Link, and of the original four hundred-plus people, only one hundred and twenty-seven remained at this point, and these remaining one hundred-plus people had all run more than three hundred meters apart.

"Haa..." Xiao Tan, who had reappeared, gasped for breath, then continued the sentence he had said earlier, "Speaking of basketball, the closer you are to defeat, the more value there is in a comeback..."

Before he could finish speaking, his body had already begun to disintegrate from the bottom up.

This was the price of [Dance of Death], just as it was written in the description of this signature skill—the will to burn for freedom, blooming in that final moment, like a gorgeous dance, leading to the descent of death.

In the current stage, Xiao Tan was still unable to control this power belonging to "Black Flash," so...this was also an inevitable result.

"Alas..." Xiao Tan rarely sighed; he ultimately failed to wait for Jue Ge's arrival, "It seems I've reached my limit too..." He turned his head and looked at the other players, "Everyone, work harder...if you give up, the game is over ahead of time."

"Hey, hey...basketball puns are fine once or twice...is it really okay to say this as your last words before dying? You could have been cool for three seconds, but you ruined it all with one sentence!"迹部 (Atobe) really couldn't bear this kind of behavior from Xiao Tan, even if he offended people, he had to complain.

"Hey! Look over there!" Before Atobe could finish speaking, 抹茶酥 (Matcha Su) exclaimed again. At this moment, she happened to see Uncle Waste using a throwing technique on Infinite in the distance.

Boom—

In the next second, a [Scumbag Slam] landed solidly on Infinite's body.

Logically speaking, this kind of wrestler's move was unlikely to cause any damage to Infinite, a creature with amazing self-healing abilities, but Uncle Waste's move...was indeed extraordinary!

After the skill landed, Uncle Waste, who had exceeded his limits, was unsurprisingly killed; however, Infinite also suffered heavy damage—he was sent flying, and the pixels of his entire body were "damaged," becoming a very blurred state.

To put it more vividly...before being hit, his style was that of a next-gen console blockbuster, while after being hit, his style became that of an eight-bit (i.e., Family Computer) bootleg game.

"A good opportunity!" Having witnessed this scene, Xiao Tan reacted instantly.

In this fleeting moment, Xiao Tan's combat instinct took over before his thoughts...driving his body to react.

Although two-thirds of his body had already turned into data fragments, the part above his chest was still intact. In other words, his eyes could still see, and his hands could still move.

And that...was enough!

"Ma...kankou...kou...sapo!"

As early as after the "Monster Power Company" script, Jue Ge had given this one-time consumable skill to Xiao Tan.

Until today, Wang Tanzhi had finally waited for the most suitable release opportunity.

Swish—

As the saying goes, it happened in a flash! Accompanied by the sound of energy piercing the air, a beam of orange-yellow light surrounded by a spiral of energy erupted, heading straight for Infinite.

The power of that move was obviously above Infinite's cyan beam, and its momentum even changed the color of the surrounding scenery.

"Don't even think about it!"

However, no one expected that just as the beam was about to hit Infinite, four Links who were closer to the attack trajectory rushed out from halfway, opening their bodies...and unswervingly met it head-on.

Although their bodies were not enough to withstand the power of the [Makankosappo], although these four Links were pierced by the beam in the blink of an eye, they ultimately managed to slow down the beam slightly, successfully buying Infinite about zero point eight seconds.

And this zero point eight seconds was enough for that "perfect being" to respond.

In the end...the [Makankosappo] only grazed half of Infinite's body, failing to hit a vital spot.

Xiao Tan's efforts were in vain, and he himself completely turned into white light at the moment the beam was exhausted.

"Damn it..." Several seconds later, Infinite fell to the ground in a mess, cursing, "You bunch of trash...you really dare to do that!" His voice was extremely loud, and everyone within a kilometer could hear it, "I almost died! Almost!" He roared like a hysterical shrew, "Do you know what you're doing! You almost...almost! Killed me, this perfect being!"

Accompanied by bursts of roars, Infinite's body began to change again, his pixels increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, quickly returning to his original style.

"Unforgivable! Heinous!" When Infinite got up from the ground, he had once again transformed into that burly man who was two meters tall, with a mercury-like texture all over his body and sculpted muscles. And...for some reason, white, wild, shoulder-length hair grew out of the top of his head, and under his eyebrowless eyes, a pair of eyes had also turned into pupil-less states shining with white light.

"...Unpardonable! Deserving of death!" Infinite roared at the sky, and the roar turned into a substantial energy that rolled out, forming a terrifying shock wave.

Obviously, Infinite, who had survived again under the baptism of [Scumbag Slam] and [Makankosappo], had once again taken a big step in "evolution."

The power of his roar was comparable to the spacetime sonic boom generated during the formation of the explosion tunnel.

"Cough...poof..." 曌影王 (Zhao Yingwang), who had already been seriously injured, couldn't withstand such an impact at this moment. Even though 破军 (Po Jun) came to his side in time to block most of the sound waves for him, he was still shocked to spit out a mouthful of blood. After spitting, he couldn't help but say with a pale face, "I suddenly feel...that dying might be easier."

"Heh..." Po Jun, hearing this, turned his head and revealed a wry smile, "To be honest, I feel the same way."

"If you're a man, don't say such unpromising things!" At this time, 才不怕呢 (Cai Bupa Ne) interrupted, "Wang Tanzhi risked everything to hold on to a glimmer of hope for us..." Her fighting spirit had reignited, "He's right, if we give up, everything will be over. No matter how bad the situation is, our hearts cannot admit defeat, we must..."

Swish—

In that instant, a cyan beam as thin as a thread pierced through Bupa's forehead.

Her words, along with her life, came to an abrupt end.

"That's strange." And Infinite, the perpetrator of this attack, pretended to put his ear to the side while retracting his finger, "Did someone seem to be saying something over there just now? It seems to be 'can't admit defeat'... 'hope' or something..." He snorted coldly, "Hmph...how can anyone say such stupid things at this point~ This must be my imagination, right?"

"You bastard..." 絮怀殇 (Xu Huai Shang) was instantly enraged by the other party's words and deeds. She summoned the last bit of her strength and charged forward, cursing.

But...

Swish—

A soft whistle, and the cyan light arrived again.

The same process, the same ending.

At this moment, Infinite had become an existence completely incomprehensible to the players. Whether it was his own speed or the speed of the energy he released, it had exceeded the realm that the players could react to.

Not to mention that these experts were already exhausted, even if they were all in full condition and prepared...they would still be instantly killed by Infinite in this way.

"Let me calculate..." After killing two people in a row, Infinite calmly turned his head, then turned around and looked around, "One hundred and nineteen, huh..." He tilted his head, "Hmph...I can kill them all in a minute."

As soon as these words came out, the players all changed their expressions drastically. They all knew in their hearts that the other party was definitely not bluffing.

However, in the next second, a voice immediately expressed disagreement with this.

"You villain! Stop dreaming!"

That cheerful, loud voice, the chuunibyou-filled lines, made it clear who it was.

"Hmm?" Infinite raised his head, following the voice, "Why are there still people up there?" He was right to be confused, because until ten seconds ago, the sky was still empty.

For this reason, the answer to his question was also obvious—the person had just entered this space in the last ten seconds.

"I say...are you missing a few screws?" Two seconds later, Piccolo, floating in the sky with his flight technique, glanced sideways at 天马行空 (Tianma Xingkong), who was being carried in his hand, "You can't even fly, couldn't you have waited until you landed to shout at the enemy?"