Night World Players

Chapter 89: In the field of physical skills, I would like to call you the strongest

Ingrid shuddered slowly.

After she activated the Night Blade "Yin Tie", her survival instinct and genetic locks were released, and she fought violently regardless of pain... She was often called a "ghost" by her colleagues in the military.

But just now, Ingrid felt that a real evil ghost was staring at her. It was not clear at first, but when she thought about it now, a chill ran silently through her body.

She subconsciously wanted to speak, but found that Rast had stood up and walked out of the archives.

"As long as we clear the Final Reverberation, will we know the truth about the Night World?"

"Or to put it another way—"

"Since the power of the Night World can easily recreate lost fragments of history, even the Legends cannot tell the difference."

"So does that mean..."

"As long as you have the same power as the master of the night world--"

"Even something that is originally illusory can become real according to one's will?"

Rast's voice came from far away at the entrance of the archives, and Ingrid could only see his back.

"Thank you very much, Senpai."

"No matter what, my trip to the Mysterious Tower was not in vain."

"Although given the difference in our current status, saying these words may seem a bit arrogant...but later, I will definitely find a way to repay this favor."

……

After returning from the Mysterious Tower, Dean Yin was somewhat confused to find that his long-term meal ticket plan seemed to be ruined again.

Originally, when Last was lying in the school hospital for treatment, Dean Yin stayed by his side all day long, enjoying the closeness of that pure heart every day.

Dean Yin even felt that his long-term sequence progress, which had been stagnant for a long time, began to improve slowly but steadily.

It had a premonition that as long as it persisted at its current pace, in a few years or a few months at most, it would be able to break through the barrier that had blocked it for many years and go one step further.

However, at this most critical moment, Last suddenly betrayed the organization and decided not to stay at home with him.

Relying on the merits of conquering the Disaster Echoes of Frozen Water Town, his obelisk ranking was raised to 19th place. With the help of Hiltina, he successfully applied for permission to enter the headquarters of the Mystery Tower and the world of the Last Night of the Sixth Epoch.

Last began a life that revolved around the shooting range, the Ash Court, and the Arcane Tower headquarters.

I rarely even go back to my own dormitory, and most of the time I just find a place to spend the night.

This forced a certain otaku ferret, who originally liked to stay at home all day and was reluctant to go out... to experience the life of a book king, spending his days reading and on his way to read from morning to night.

There is no way, after all, excellent meal tickets like Last are rare.

The opportunity to break through the barrier and go further is right in front of you. Even a perennial lazy dog like Dean Yin has to consider whether this is his only chance in his life.

I can only open the book together.

……

And the other side.

Professor Barbarossa at the headquarters of the Mystery Tower received an inexplicable surprise.

Originally, he thought that Last was just being polite, but he didn't expect that this seemingly weak little guy would actually enter the Secret Tower on time every day to come and have practical training with him.

This also made Professor Barbarossa, who had worked as a security guard in the Mystery Tower for decades and was bored, become restless.

Before he suffered the soul curse and became this shameful looking guy, he taught military fighting skills in Lionheart Academy and was a complete battle maniac.

And now that Rast has come to me on his own initiative, isn’t this a ready-made sandbag... No, isn’t this a raw stone that is green and tender and needs to be carefully carved by myself?
If I don't train this apparently weak little guy, Last, to be invincible in close combat and able to face all kinds of dangers, then it would be my dereliction of duty as a professor at Lionheart College.

however--

With such a respectful and passionate thought, in just half a month, Barbarossa's mood changed from surprise to shock.

……

Swah——

The cold light of the bayonet pierced the air, causing a sonic boom.

Then, it paused in front of the giant ape's heart.

"I surrender."

Professor Barbarossa raised his hairy hands in defeat.

lost.

The humans, no, the orcs were defeated.

Obviously he looks quite weak from the outside, and at first glance he is a gigolo who relies on women's long white legs to make a living.

However, when Barbarossa used the "Silent Disqualification" Night Blade to suppress his physical fitness and rank to the same level as Rust as he had promised before, relying solely on fighting skills and Rust's training.

He was horrified to find that he had been killed by the explosion.

He is clearly a second-level rookie. Judging from his appearance, he is no more than 20 years old. From what I heard from the academy, he is a freshman who just enrolled this year.

But for some reason, although the techniques used by the opponent were different from the military fighting skills he mastered... his proficiency in close combat was many times more exaggerated than that of himself, who specialized in this field and earned the title of Titan by relying solely on physical skills.

and--

The fighting skills used by the opponent, and the deadly intent implied in every move, made Barbarossa secretly frightened.

It was clearly the so-called "actual combat training", but every move of Last was filled with strong murderous intent... He completely abandoned the beauty of the movements and moves, and only pursued the only goal of killing the target with the least physical strength, the shortest time, and the most efficiency.

"How many people have you killed?"

Professor Barbarossa narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the young man in front of him.

If he hadn't known that the screening mechanism for freshmen at Fanxing University could only be described as strict, he would have almost thought that the person in front of him was a murderer who had massacred several cities and was guilty of heinous crimes.

Even those senior military officials who had personally experienced the battlefield and walked out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood did not have such a strong murderous aura.

"To be honest, I haven't killed many people. The occasional killing was only for self-protection. Even when I was playing the clown, I would stop at the right time."

"Because Xiao Ai doesn't want me to become a perverted murderer who enjoys taking lives."

Luster smiled slightly: "Except...something that is no longer human."

"never mind."

Barbarossa shook his huge head and glared fiercely at Dean Yin, who was lying on a wooden table not far away and lazily eating dried fish.

This ferret must have known something in advance, but kept it hidden and refused to say anything, and watched helplessly as his colleague was humiliated.

The cliffhanger is intentional.

Dean Yin naturally ignored this fake magical animal. He swung his furry tail and gracefully put the small dried fish into his mouth.

This guy Luster really hasn't killed many people -

If we calculate that he killed a few hundred in each cycle, he would have killed tens of millions of Iron Crosses.

"Anyway, I can't teach you anything anymore."

Professor Barbarossa sighed and looked at the boy in front of him:
"In the field of physical skills——"

"I, Titan Barbarossa, would like to call you the strongest."

(End of this chapter)