Just as that blade was about to swing down on the Ursus mother and daughter, time suddenly froze.
A pixelated grass block suddenly appeared before Ivan’s eyes, and for a moment, he couldn’t believe it.
But as soon as he confirmed it was real, intense excitement surged through his mind.
“System, there’s a New Player Gift Pack, right?
Open the New Player Gift Pack quickly!” Ivan said excitedly.
[Beginner’s Gift Pack opened] [Wooden Sword * 1 Splash Potion of Regeneration * 5 ender pearl * 8 Totem of Undying * 3 Steve’s Combat Experience * 1 Apple * 64 Minecraft * 1] [Items have been placed in inventory] [MODs: Annoying Villagers Sword Soul [Max Talent] Epic Combat Kelvin’s Player Animations] Minecraft?
Did it bring the entire world over?
However, the current situation didn’t seem to allow for a detailed examination of these items.
Ivan briefly tried taking an item from his inventory, pulling out the Wooden Sword that came with the Beginner’s Gift Pack.
Time began to flow again.
The moment Ivan gripped the Wooden Sword, Steve’s combat memories flooded into his mind like a tide.
Ivan couldn’t help but be surprised; these memories felt as if they were innate, naturally integrating into his thoughts.
However, before he could ponder the origin of these memories, a Reunion Movement Soldier swung his broadsword, aiming directly at the mother and daughter.
Ivan almost instinctively raised the Wooden Sword in his hand, accurately blocking the soldier’s attack.
“Oh, my cheat has arrived.
Are you not going to explode now?” With a crisp clang, the Wooden Sword collided fiercely with the opponent’s weapon, emitting a sharp “clang.” Surprisingly, this seemingly fragile Wooden Sword blocked the opponent’s attack without any damage.
“What?
How is this possible!” The Reunion Movement Soldier’s eyes widened in disbelief and astonishment at the scene before him.
Ivan, standing opposite him, appeared exceptionally calm, a confident smile playing on his lips.
“What’s impossible about this?” Ivan said lightly, “MC tech kid.” Ivan raised a leg and kicked the Reunion Movement Soldier away.
The Reunion Movement Soldier, sent flying by Ivan’s kick, tumbled several times on the ground before stopping, his uniform covered in dust and grass.
He struggled to his feet, his chest aching, his face a mix of humiliation and furious rage, as if he wanted to devour the young man before him.
He roared, his voice distorted by pain and anger, pointing at Ivan and yelling at his still-shocked companions, “What are you standing around for?!
Go!
All of you!
Kill this brat!” His roar was like a spark thrown into boiling oil, instantly igniting the other Reunion Movement Soldiers.
Their brief hesitation was dispelled by their companion’s plight, and a dozen soldiers, as if waking from a dream, revealed fierce glints in their eyes.
Growling, they brandished various weapons and lunged from all directions at the figure in the center!
Heavy footsteps, rough breathing, and the grating sound of metal rubbing.
Blades flashed with cold light, cutting through the air, fiercely hacking down from different angles, sealing off all escape routes.
The closest blades were almost touching Ivan.
But Ivan, in the eye of the storm, showed no trace of panic.
“Look what this is.” Just as several sharp blades were about to strike him, he flicked his wrist, and an ender pearl was thrown by Ivan into an open space not far behind the Reunion Movement Soldier.
“Thud.” The pearl landed.
Whoosh— A deep purple light erupted from where the pearl landed!
Immediately after, shimmering purple particles enveloped Ivan’s entire body.
Just as those blades were about to tear through Ivan’s body, Ivan, enveloped in purple particles, waved at the Reunion Movement— Then, he vanished completely!
Leaving no afterimage, making no sound.
Only the lingering, strange purple particles in the air.
The blades struck nothing, their immense momentum causing them to fiercely hit the ground, kicking up a shower of gravel and dust.
All the charging Reunion Movement Soldiers lost their target due to this sudden change, their forward momentum abruptly halting, almost colliding with each other.
Dead silence.
A suffocating dead silence enveloped the area, with only the soldiers’ heavy breathing and the hum of weapons missing their targets echoing.
“He’s…
gone?!” A soldier rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
“Gone…
disappeared?
How is that possible?!” Another soldier recoiled in terror, looking around in confusion.
“Why don’t you look behind you?” A chilling, bone-piercing killing intent suddenly erupted behind them!
Ivan was seen gripping the hilt of his sword in reverse, his thin lips parting slightly, “Rift Strike · Judgment.”