A cold, thick fog billowed from every corner of the park.
The outlines of trees, barely discernible a moment ago, instantly became blurry.
Amidst this eerie silence, the Doctor’s terminal emitted a harsh buzz, and a red light flashed rapidly.
A cold, synthesized electronic voice reported emotionlessly: “Status update: Enemy aerial units have entered visual range.
Warning: All friendly reconnaissance drone signals lost.” “No good, quick, get down!” “Woo—oom—!” Reunion Movement drones suddenly descended from the fog-shrouded sky!
Instructor Dobermann’s pupils contracted instantly!
She instinctively twisted her body, shouting fiercely at the squad members behind her.
“Everyone!
Take cover!
Hide under the trees!” “Am I…
back?” Ivan, who had just been violently kicked out of that world, still felt the lingering dizziness of being kicked away by Him.
The dense fog and piercing noise in front of him made it difficult for him to distinguish between illusion and reality, and his eyes were still a bit unfocused.
Just as he was momentarily stunned, a burly figure suddenly pounced on him.
Brother ACE said nothing, his huge hand, with an irresistible force, clamped down on Ivan’s nape like an iron vice.
At the same time, his other hand pushed hard on Ivan’s shoulder, pressing his entire body down onto the ground covered with fallen leaves and wet mud.
He let out a thunderous roar: “Ivan!
What are you staring at?
Get down!” Almost at the same instant Ivan’s face was pressed into the cold dirt!
“Holy crap!” A dense barrage of bullets covered the area where the Rhodes Island Squad had originally gathered, their trajectories cutting deadly streaks of light through the thick fog.
The immense noise and flying debris forced everyone to lie prone, unable to move.
The shooting lasted only a few seconds.
Only when the drones’ engine sounds roared as they turned in another direction did Brother ACE suddenly raise his head, scanning his surroundings vigilantly.
The thick fog and the frantic strafing just now had completely disrupted their formation.
“Damn it!” Brother ACE cursed under his breath.
He instantly understood the enemy’s intention: “Suppressive fire!
Their goal is to split us up!” He quickly confirmed that only Ivan, whom he was holding down, and a few other squad members were with him.
The Doctor, Amiya, and the other squad members had completely vanished into the swirling fog, their whereabouts unknown.
Brother ACE yanked the still-dazed Ivan to his feet, speaking rapidly: “Listen, Ivan, stick close to me.” However, before he could finish his sentence, another unexpected event occurred!
Ivan, who had seemed somewhat dazed moments before, instantly became incredibly sharp-eyed the moment he heard the words “split up”!
He violently shook off Brother ACE’s hand that was gripping his arm.
Without the slightest hesitation, he charged directly towards the densest part of the fog, opposite to the direction Brother ACE had indicated!
“What are you doing!” Brother ACE’s heart sank.
The Doctor’s side…
Crownslayer!
And that Mephisto, who just looking at him made him want to punch him!
Fragments of the “plot” instantly connected in Ivan’s mind.
“Damn it!” Ivan roared through gritted teeth as he ran wildly through the thick fog.
“You like to show off, huh?
Today, I’m going to make you fly.” “Hey!
Ivan!
Come back!
Obey orders!” Brother ACE’s anxious shout came from behind him.
He tried to give chase, but Ivan’s speed was astonishing, instantly creating distance.
Ivan suddenly stopped in the thick fog and looked back.
The fog blurred his face.
He shouted loudly in Brother ACE’s direction: “Brother ACE, the Doctor is in danger!
Don’t worry, I’m very strong.” “This has nothing to do with how strong you are!” Brother ACE practically roared.
“Didn’t we agree that I would watch over you?!
Also, how do you know the Doctor is in dan—” Before the word “danger” left his lips, Ivan’s figure had completely vanished from Brother ACE’s sight.
— At this moment, Crownslayer held her blade, pinning the Doctor firmly to the ground.
“Looking at the Doctor with affection,” Crownslayer said to the Doctor, “I’m looking for someone.
Tell me everything you know.” “I’m looking for someone.” Spill everything in your head!
The Doctor gasped with difficulty.
“I, don’t know, I don’t know anything.” “Heh,” a frivolous sneer interrupted the Doctor’s excuse, coming from the thick fog like a venomous snake flicking its tongue.
“This, should be my assigned area, Crownslayer?” A figure leisurely stepped out from behind Crownslayer.
It was a white-haired youth, a wicked smile playing on his lips.
Mephisto.
“I recall that all individual actions must be reported to me, correct?” “Crownslayer.” “However…” “Whoosh—!” A pearl shot out from the thick fog.
“Thud!” A faint shattering sound echoed as the “pearl” suddenly broke apart on the ground next to Crownslayer!
“Let him go!” Ivan kicked out.
This kick carried the fury from being kicked out of the Minecraft World.
Crownslayer reacted quickly.
The moment the purple particles appeared, her muscles tensed instantly!
Block.
She abruptly let go of the Doctor, crossing her arms to protect her ribs, and took Ivan’s certain kick head-on!
“Bang!” A dull thud.
Crownslayer was uncontrollably sent sliding backward, plowing two deep marks in the ground.
She retreated a good seven or eight meters before barely regaining her footing.
A tingling pain shot through her arms, and her eyes were filled with shock and uncertainty—what immense strength!
“Blocked it?” Ivan landed, his brows slightly furrowed.
“Tsk, as expected, not just some random minion I can instantly kill.” Thoughts raced through his mind: “The Steve combat techniques instilled by the system are indeed strong, but my body can’t keep up.” [Brain: I’ve learned it.
Body: No no no, you haven’t.] Ivan turned and extended a hand to the Doctor, who was just struggling to sit up.
“Doctor, are you alright?” The Doctor was still in shock, looking at Ivan who had suddenly appeared before him.
His mind was blank: “Ivan?
You…
how did you…?” He completely couldn’t comprehend this illogical way of appearing.
“Doctor, get behind me!” His gaze sharply locked onto Crownslayer, who had re-assumed her stance, and Mephisto, whose smile had turned playful.
“I’ll explain this later.
For now, the important thing is—them.” He paused, “They are Reunion Movement cadres.” As he spoke, Ivan made a grasping motion in the air with his right hand.
An ancient-looking katana materialized in his hand!
The scabbard was a dark purplish-black, as if soaked in dried blood.
Ivan instinctively looked down at this weapon “gifted” by Him.
“blade of slaughter.” “!!!?” Ivan’s pupils suddenly contracted, his heart gave a violent leap, and he almost dropped the blade.
“Holy crap?!
‘blade of slaughter’.
No, this isn’t dark enough.” “Doctor!
Ivan!” Amiya’s voice, laced with urgency and a hint of breathlessness, was the first to penetrate the fog.
Immediately after, Instructor Dobermann, Brother ACE, and several other Rhodes Island Operators emerged one after another from the thick fog.
“They are Reunion Movement cadres,” the Doctor said to the Rhodes Island personnel.
No sooner had he spoken than the Rhodes Island Operators quickly gathered behind Ivan and the Doctor, their weapons pointed at the Reunion Movement cadres opposite them.
Brother ACE said, “Ivan!
Listen to me!
Although everyone miraculously survived, many are injured, and seriously so.
Don’t be impulsive.” Instructor Dobermann also stepped forward, her voice colder than Brother ACE’s, carrying the absolute rationality characteristic of a field commander.
“Ivan!
Impulsiveness won’t solve the problem.
Our primary goal is to escape this danger!
Get out of here and find safe treatment.” Just as Ivan was about to say something more.
“Oh my, oh my~ It seems our guests have all arrived, haven’t they?” Everyone’s gaze was instantly drawn to him.
Mephisto elegantly took a step forward, the wicked smile on his face growing even brighter.
“Although it’s a bit late for introductions now, but…” He raised his head, his crimson eyes sweeping over every Rhodes Island Operator, finally settling on Ivan, who was tightly gripping the hilt of his blade.
His smile was full of mockery: “My name is Mephisto.” I am a Reunion Movement cadre, and for now, the…
‘host’ of this area?” He tilted his head, continuing in a lighthearted tone: “Since everyone is so ‘lively’, how about…
we play a fun game?” You’re putting on a show, you (Lungmen coarse language)!* I can’t take it, not even a little bit.
You’re putting on a show, you son of a bitch, today I’m going to make you fly.