Night World Players

Chapter 72 This time, I bet on myself to win

There was a sharp pain in the left eye that was cut by the bayonet.

But Rast's expression and even the movements of his hands did not fluctuate in the slightest.

Everyone is born delicate and afraid of pain, and he is no exception.

It’s just that, because he has experienced more things and endured more pain, his threshold for pain is higher, and therefore he can endure it better.

Last turned his wrist again, and the bayonet in his hand cut off his right eye again with surgical precision.

As the sharp pain came from his eye sockets again, the blood-stained vision completely turned into nothingness.

Blood mist, small town, broken cracks, dark sky and blood moon...

Everything disappeared, leaving only pure darkness, a world without light.

Of course, corresponding to this, the illusion that emerged from the blood mist and constantly invaded his mind also disappeared.

……

At the same time, another emblem on Rast's collar also quietly broke.

It turned into a stream of silver light and gathered between his fingers.

It was a long-scope sniper rifle with a long and slender scope.

"Seven Realms of Perspective".

In addition to the heavy-hitting revolver named "Iron Moon", Last has a second emblem costume that was sublimated from the Night World after clearing Deep Blue Harbor.

If his behavior at this moment were seen by onlookers, it would be quite unreasonable.

Not to mention that under the cover of blood mist, the visibility of the entire Frozen Water Town was greatly limited, and the sniper rifle equipped with a long mirror was completely useless...

Even without the blood mist that blocked the view——

It is quite absurd that a person who stabbed his own eyes and made himself blind tried to use a sniper rifle.

The most reasonable explanation is that Last had already been driven mad by the mental pollution of the blood mist and had lost the most basic logical ability.

However, at this moment.

But Rast was very clear that he was not crazy.

He has a very clear understanding of himself and he is indeed not an ordinary night traveler.

Whether it was the mysterious Night Blade "The Fool's Library" or the three hundred years of experience in the Deep Blue Harbor, they all endowed him with extraordinary potential and characteristics.

However, when it comes to attainments in supernatural abilities and pure destructive power... due to lack of accumulation, Rast at this moment cannot be compared with those supernatural beings of higher status.

After all, all in all, only five or six days had passed since he obtained Night Blade's "Library of Fools" and even recognized the extraordinary system based on the twenty-two long-level sequences.

This comes from the limitation of time.

The experience of spending years and even decades in Deep Blue Harbor to hone a skill and achieve a goal has taught Laster the importance of respecting time. Without the precipitation of time, no matter how powerful the talent and outstanding ability are, they are just empty talk.

And right before our eyes, the remnant of the disaster in Dongshui Town... had already claimed the lives of seventeen Night Travelers from the Starry University.

Those night travelers who were responsible for detecting the remnants of the disaster during the land reclamation were at least at level three. Even though Last had been promoted to level two at this moment, he was still a whole level higher than him.

Moreover, as those ranked higher on the obelisk, those in the strategy group have also experienced the night world many times. They are not like Rodri who has status and night blade but no practical experience.

Moreover, those who entered were complete strategy teams, including Fran, who was ranked 18th in the Obelisk and was only one step away from the twelfth seat of the round table. Night Blade was a strong man who had both reconnaissance and combat capabilities.

It is impossible that no one among them noticed the abnormality of the blood mist, and they must have tried to directly attack the source of the pollution, the real body of the illusory blood moon.

But in the end, those people ended up in failure and turned into puppets controlled by silk threads, losing their own selves.

So, from beginning to end...

None of Last's actions were based on sufficient intelligence like the one in Deep Blue Harbor, which took into account every detail and every variable, and was a perfect plan that was destined to reach the expected outcome from the moment it began.

Rather, it's a gamble.

It's a gamble where the success rate is not much higher than clearing Deep Blue Harbor, and the loser will lose everything.

……

"Brother Rust...what are you doing?"

Gray spoke in a daze.

After all, she is just an underage girl, her mind and spirit are not fully developed.

At this moment, he needs to distract himself from controlling the great force that interferes with time, and also from fighting the corrosion of the blood mist on his soul. He is simply unable to resist.

She didn't know how long she could hold on... All Gray could do was to hold on as long as possible and give Last time to kill her.

However, when Gray looked at Last in the blood mist, she was still shocked.

It was a figure that had lost both eyes, with blood dripping from its empty eye sockets.

He was holding a long sniper rifle and walking step by step into the blood mist in the distance.

"nothing."

"I actually always like to plan before I act, to think through all the possibilities until there are no loopholes left before I act. I don't really like the mindless and reckless style."

"But, this time..."

"There was a savage woman who took it upon herself to throw all the troubles upon me."

"Then she left alone, and her life or death is still unknown."

Obviously, at this moment, Rast's blind face could only be described as horrible, but he was still smiling.

"So, let's go crazy with her for once."

"Since Xiltina bets on me to win."

"Then this time, I will also..."

"I bet on myself to win."

……

Boom—a pale golden light spread in Last’s hands.

[Level 1: Everything is a Martial Art (Unlocked)]

[Give anything the concept of "weapon" and completely control it. If it is a good-quality weapon, the proficiency will be greatly improved. This skill comes from the legend of an unknown knight who used a tree branch to defeat a powerful enemy.]

This is the description of "Everything is Martial" in "The Library of Fools".

Give everything the concept and definition of "weapon".

If used by a rapier user like Hiltina, it would be as described. Even if she held a branch in her hand, she could swing the sword like a well-forged sword and cut off powerful enemies.

However, the weapon that Rast usually uses is not a "sword" but a "bullet".

then.

At this moment.

In that pale golden glow.

The two eyeballs in his hands quietly condensed, solidified, and changed shape.

finally--

The two bloody eyeballs transformed into two pointed bullets with pale and blood-red patterns, presenting an aerodynamically streamlined appearance.

Last took out one of the pointed bullets and slowly loaded it into the magazine.

His vision was completely dark and empty, but Rast still heard the voice -

There was a crisp sound when the bullet fell into the chamber.

Thus, this mental suggestion that had been solidified for hundreds of years was triggered.

All the complicated thoughts, ideas, and thoughts that have nothing to do with sniping... have frozen into ice like the surface of a lake in winter.

The sound of the gun being loaded was the switch that Last set for himself, the switch that forced himself into the flow state.

The passage of time slowed down and the world became silent.

He did lose his sight due to self-mutilation, but the flow state and intuition he entered completely gave Last a sixth sense beyond the five senses.

The blood mist, the night sky, the small town houses shrouded in silk threads, the ticking sound of the hands on the clock tower, the rustling sound of the evening breeze blowing through the forest in the distance... All irrelevant information was quickly perceived by Laster, then filtered and excluded.

finally.

He caught the faint yet clear heartbeat sound deep in the blood mist.

thump—

thump—

thump—

With every beat, the blood mist and silk threads would tremble along with the heartbeat.

That was the source of the blood mist—the contaminant.

At this moment, it has become fully active. It is clearly a pollutant, but it has life.

The moment he completely locked onto the sound of the heartbeat, Last pulled the trigger.

The bullet flew out of the gun, the muzzle rose, and flames spurted out.

At the same time, the blood mist suddenly surged up. It was no longer a false illusion, but condensed into substance.

In Last's perception, the heartbeat sound deep in the blood mist changed direction in an instant and appeared in a position completely opposite to the direction Last had been aiming at.

This is the ability of that fully activated pollutant... As long as it is in the blood mist field created by itself, it can change its direction unlimitedly.

Even if those powerful night travelers had resisted the spiritual pollution, the illusions and corrosion of the blood mist, and finally reached the source of the pollution, it would only take a surge of the blood mist... and they would lose their way again.

Then, in the long search and hiding, all his will and energy were exhausted by the blood mist, and he was finally lost in the blood mist and became a slave controlled by the silk threads.

All the previous night travelers had been defeated in this way.

The pointed bullet broke through the atmosphere, causing a piercing sonic boom.

Its power seemed unstoppable, but the end of its trajectory was already empty.

It seemed that the sniper attack launched by Last, which cost him his own eyes, would soon be in vain.

However, the next moment.

boom--

A bright and clear light shines.

It seemed as if endless blood-red fog was suddenly broken by the beam of light.

A dazzling light suddenly appeared on the spinning and speeding pointed bullet.

It was as if a towering lighthouse suddenly appeared on the foggy sea.

The beam of light dispelled the darkness and fog, illuminating a clear and distinct route.

[Tower Pilot (Unlocked): The second-tier ability of the Tower sequence. Your eyes can see through the fog and darkness. You will never lose your way even in the darkest sea of light.]

The second level of the Tower Sequence, Rast’s latest unlocked ability.

An inherent skill that grants oneself eyes.

At this moment, even though Last cut off his own eyes and sublimated them into sniper bullets with "Everything is Martial Arts"...but the "Navigator" characteristics solidified in his eyes did not dissipate.

See through the fog and darkness.

Never get lost.

Swish.

The brilliant ballistic path illuminated the eternal darkness of the night, reflecting the brilliance of dusk and dawn at the same time like a rainbow.

Then, it hit the source of all pollution deep in the blood mist.

(End of this chapter)