My avatar is becoming the final boss

Chapter 191 The Protector, the Approaching Truth (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

The jazz music that had been playing in the air was nearing its end. The underground bar was now filthy and messy, with bloodstains everywhere and a headless corpse lying on its side on the floor. The stench of decay and blood filled the air.

Xia Pingzhou slowly turned his head and looked at the three children in hospital gowns on the somersault cloud.

Behind the three, a pixelated gate slowly closed, isolating the collapsing "Jurassic World" behind it, meaning they had lost their way out.

"Another bunch of brats?" Jack the Ripper raised an eyebrow.

She raised her eyes and glanced at their hospital gowns and metal collars, immediately realizing that the three of them were in cahoots with the two children in hospital gowns.

The white-haired girl was slightly taken aback, her eyes widened, and her eyelids trembled as she looked at Sun Changkong.

It was like seeing a glimmer of hope.

Ji Minghuan also met Sun Changkong's gaze.

Origami Ayase came to Xia Pingzhou's side, rolled up her kimono sleeves, and gently pushed him backward.

Of the five members of the Saviors team, only Mario's reaction remained relatively calm.

He turned off the black handheld console, then looked up from the screen and calmly gazed at the five people in front of him.

Mario raised an eyebrow, thinking, "Where are all those people? They've all run away, leaving only one chess player. I thought they were all in cahoots."

With that in mind, he began to assess the situation. Mario was very self-aware: outside the game world, he was just a weakling with a combat power of only five, probably not even an average adult.

So... if we exclude the possibility that Ji Minghuan might suddenly unleash his full power, the Salvation Team's combat strength now basically relies on Sun Changkong and Philio alone.

The woman in the school uniform in the bar looked dangerous and was no ordinary person. The woman in the kimono was also not to be underestimated; she was at least on par with the woman on the train from earlier.

Thinking about it this way, Mario wasn't actually sure he could win, especially since there were hostages in the other side's hands.

"I have to negotiate with them, but... this guy doesn't seem like the type to sit down and have a proper conversation." Thinking of this, Mario glanced speechlessly at Sun Changkong, who was sitting on his somersault cloud.

Sun Changkong and Filio reacted in exactly the same way.

When they saw Ji Minghuan with a sickle at his neck, their first reaction was to freeze in place, their eyes wide open and their faces filled with panic.

The next moment, Philio's beastly eyes narrowed, and the fur on his tail and ears began to sharpen.

"Let them go!" he shouted, his hoarse voice echoing in the silent bar like a low wolf howl.

Ripper glanced at him and thought: A werewolf? This kid looks strange... and he looks a bit like White Wolf?
“Don’t move, kids,” she said. “These two are supposed to be with you. If you don’t want their guts ripped out, then be quiet.”

Filio wrinkled his nose, gritted his teeth, and the violent crimson in his pupils became increasingly clear.

Like the two children in his hands, the three children in hospital gowns in front of him also gave the Ripper an extremely dangerous feeling.

The most striking feature among them was undoubtedly the white cloud swirling in the air. For some reason, the sight before him reminded the Ripper of a Chinese myth:
—Journey to the West.

"Somersault Cloud?" she thought. "A mythical wonder? Why would something like that appear in a place like this? It's amazing... I guess I'll have to interrogate this newcomer properly when I get back."

Thinking of this, Ripper glanced at Xia Pingzhou's back and suddenly noticed a conspicuous bloodstain on Xia Pingzhou's back. Blood was flowing down from above, staining his coat and trousers red.

"The newcomer is injured?" The Ripper raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Xiao Ling! Ji Minghuan—!"

At this moment, looking at the two people who had been taken hostage, Sun Changkong finally reacted, her fiery red pupils contracting. She gripped her golden cudgel tightly, mounted her somersault cloud, and charged forward in uncontrollable rage.

"Oh...you chose this yourself."

As the Ripper watched the somersault cloud hurtling towards him, his face darkened, and his dark red scythe spun in mid-air.

However, just as the blade was about to touch Ji Minghuan's neck, a clear, bright light suddenly shone in the underground bar, almost illuminating the entire world.

She paused slightly, then looked in the direction of the light and saw that it came from the diamond-shaped patterns on the wrists of the five children from the Salvation Society. At that moment, the diamonds were radiating a dazzling light.

In the blink of an eye, all five children were engulfed by the sudden light and then vanished. The Ripper's dark red scythe missed its mark, leaving a whooshing sound as a huge gash appeared on the distant wall.

"What's going on? How could it be so fast?" Ripper looked around warily, wondering to himself.

She never imagined that at this distance, there could be anything faster than her scythe... It was simply unbelievable. Logically speaking, she should have been able to cut off Ji Minghuan and Kong Youling's heads in a fraction of a second.

A moment of silence enveloped the underground bar.

"Who are they?" Ayase Origami asked.

Xia Pingzhou shook his head, raised his hand to his forehead, and remained silent.

"I don't know... Anyway, they were sent away," the Ripper said expressionlessly.

"Want to chase?"

“Not chasing... Haven’t you noticed that your own cat is almost at its limit?” As he spoke, the Ripper gestured with his eyes to the horrifying wounds on Xia Pingzhou’s back.

Origami Ayase was taken aback.

At that very moment, Xia Pingzhou slowly closed his heavy eyelids, and his body slowly leaned forward.

In the empty yet beautiful pupils of the kimono-clad girl, the long knife wound on his back, long enough to cut half his body, was reflected. A clear line of blood splattered down in mid-air, staining a corner of her pale cheek red.

She stood there, stunned, for a long time before she came to her senses.

At this moment, only Ji Minghuan knew that the wound on Xia Pingzhou's back was not from an attack by the Ghost Train Group or the Salvation Squad...

Instead, before the second unit left the game world, Ji Minghuan ordered the Empress statue to cut the wound on its back with a dagger.

Perhaps only in this way can the White Raven Brigade be somewhat convinced that he was drawn into this battle.

After that, it would depend on the hacker's testimony. From the hacker's perspective, it would appear that he led Xia Pingzhou to this underground bar, thus causing Xia Pingzhou to be involved in a series of events. The Ripper put away the Sky Drive, tucked the knife in his left hand into his clothes, then swept past the dazed kimono-clad girl and carried Xia Pingzhou on his back from the ground.

She said slowly, "I know a private underground hospital nearby that can help us take care of him. It's good that it's in London."

"faster."

“I know without you telling me,” Ripper shrugged. “I can’t let him die; I need to get information out of him.”

Snow-white paper fluttered out from his sleeve, softened, and then wrapped around the wound on Xia Pingzhou's back, preventing the blood from gushing out further.

The schoolgirl led the way out of the underground bar, carrying Xia Pingzhou to a nearby private hospital.

After watching the two members of the troupe leave the underground bar, Black Chrysalis remained hanging upside down from the ceiling for a while until the London police arrived. Only then did he begin to move, blending his presence into the crowd and taking advantage of the chaos to escape.

He concealed his presence, maintaining his transparent form, and soon flew to a corner of London, landing above an empty train station platform.

This is the same train station I visited yesterday.

Black Pupa hung upside down under the eaves, peeled off the restraints on her right hand, and glanced at the cell phone wrapped inside.

[Gu Qiye: Where did you go? I haven't seen you all morning and afternoon, and you haven't replied to my messages.]

[Gu Qiye: Remember to reply after you see this. I'll be home cooking dinner tonight.]

Black Chrysalis rubbed his forehead, looking pained.

It was 7:00 AM London time on July 26th, while it was 2:00 PM in Beijing, which is seven hours ahead. This meant that in Gu Qiye's eyes, her younger brother had been missing for a whole morning.

"I'll think of a way to appease my brother when I get back."

Black Chrysalis shrugged, ignoring Gu Qiye's message, put her phone back into her restraints, and remained in her giant cocoon state, quietly waiting for the Ghost Train group to arrive.

The traffic light was still in Ke Qirui's hands at that moment.

And next... as long as Black Chrysalis successfully reaches the traffic light, it will mean that Ji Minghuan is truly approaching the truth about the Salvation Society for the first time. Regardless of how much or how little information is obtained, whether it is important or useless, it is undoubtedly a breakthrough achievement.

Meanwhile, in another corner of London, inside a cargo ship on the River Thames.

Inside the pitch-black cabin, Sun Changkong sat on her somersault cloud, awkwardly suspended in mid-air like a statue. Her fiery red eyebrows were raised, her right hand was still stretched out forward, and her mouth was wide open.

A moment later, the girl's expression slowly changed from panic to daze, and her little tiger teeth stopped trembling.

It wasn't until Mario opened the window, letting the morning sunlight stream in and dispel the weed-like darkness inside the cabin, that Sun Changkong finally realized what was happening.

Her cheeks were shrouded in a halo of light. She tilted her head and stared blankly around.
"what's going on?"

At that moment, there was someone in the cabin who was even more mentally impaired than her.

The white-haired girl spread her arms wide, her red eyes glaring, and stood protectively in front of Ji Minghuan like a penguin. She didn't know who her enemy was, but she remained constantly on guard.

Philio's beastly eyes gleamed in the darkness. He clutched his head, curled up in a corner, and it took him a long time to calm himself down before the changes in his body ceased.

Finally, Mario spoke, breaking the silence in the cabin.

He said calmly, "Calm down, everyone. We've been brought back by our mentor's people."

Ji Minghuan sat on the ground, leaning against the wall, staring blankly at Kong Youling's back for a while, then slowly lowered her eyes to look at the hot diamond pattern on her wrist.

He took a deep breath; the back of his hospital gown was already soaked with cold sweat.

"Finally back..." he thought. "Those sons of bitches from the Salvation Society are really audacious. They dared to go to such lengths to test my abilities... Oh well, let's just consider this a preview of the Salvation Society's final boss. My sister and her lesbian leader should have learned something new too."

Ji Minghuan hunched over, closed his eyes, and for a moment his mind was filled with the earth-shattering scene of Sun Changkong unleashing his power in the game world.

He couldn't help but gasp.

To be honest, Ji Minghuan couldn't imagine what kind of people Sun Changkong would have to bring to challenge such a monster if he were to side with the Salvation Society in the future.

Lake Hunting? Or Rainbow Wings? But how can I win over these top organizations and make them work for me?
If he relies solely on his own strength, due to the effects of the ability suppressant, at his current growth rate, he can only possess a maximum of four Cataclysmic-level mechs simultaneously within a month.

Although his Cataclysm-class mech is completely different from ordinary Cataclysm-class mechs, and its mechanics are absolutely superior to those of the same level due to the existence of its skill tree, that alone is not enough.

He alone has absolutely no chance of breaking through the Salvation Society's defenses.

But... if it goes any later, the Salvation Society might find a way to target him, and the difficulty will increase visibly.

As he was lost in thought, a clear, crisp voice suddenly interrupted their attention:

"Your mission is over."

Ji Minghuan was stunned for a moment, then looked up and saw a man wearing a light gray kimono.

At first glance, he thought he was seeing things. He thought he was seeing the leader of the White Raven Brigade, "Qi Yuanli". However, the man in front of him was only extremely similar to Qi Yuanli in appearance, but their temperaments were completely different.

Qi Yuanli has a calm demeanor and deep, unfathomable eyes. Most of the time, his gaze is vacant, making it impossible for people to figure out what he is thinking.
The man before me sat cross-legged on the ground, a smile playing on his lips. The collar of his kimono was open, revealing his muscles. A katana rested on his lap, and his eyes, sharp as the glint of a blade, were captivating.

His temperament was bold and frivolous, and although he looked similar to Qi Liyuan, the feeling he gave people was completely different from Qi Liyuan's.

Ji Minghuan raised her eyes, silently gazing at him, thinking to herself:

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be Rainbow Wing's Calamity-level ability user—'Urushihara Ruri'... How interesting, is this the first Rainbow Wing member I've met?"

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the man in the kimono smiled slightly and slowly spoke:

"It's our first meeting, little brats. My name is... 'Urushihara Ruri'."

　Asking for a monthly ticket.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)