This time I chose Paladin.

Chapter 48 "The Art of Staged Accidents" — By Administrator No. 2

['Administrator No. 2':
Mystery man.
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On patrol. -
Easily attracted to conflict, and less likely to attack.

·When provoked, the enemy will inevitably counterattack. The combat status is not affected by the hatred value.

·Inflict [mental suppression] on all direct witnesses.

When looking directly at any target, apply [Mind Whip] to the target.

Normal attacks include [Light Shot], [Light Blast], and [Light Guidance]. These attacks ignore 50% of physical armor and come with a mental attribute counter-attack determination. Failure to determine this has a chance of triggering instant death.

The rest of the information is unknown-
He walks on the earth.

Simple words, extreme intensity.

Administrator No. 2's appearance is close to that of a male humanoid creature. He is nearly two meters tall and wears a highly sealed black and gold suit that looks like some kind of unfamiliar space military uniform. He wears a wide black cloak, a red ribbon without gold embroidery slung across his chest, and a black helmet with tough lines. The helmet has a simple structure similar to a hat or a crown, with cold red goggles corresponding to his eyes.

What was particularly noteworthy was his quietly clasped hands—those fingers interlaced, resting behind his waist. He wore a pair of pure red gloves, a material somewhere between leather and liquid. At first glance, they looked as if they were covered in a layer of flowing blood.

Next to the second administrator, an irregularly shaped colorless transparent crystal was floating quietly. Its material was between diamond and crystal, and any light shining on it would reflect a cold and brilliant glow.

[■■■■■■], eternal glory.

There is too little information about Administrator No. 2. Players are requested to conduct their own research and decide how to challenge him.

It is recommended not to provoke the target before the spiritual attribute reaches [? ? ?].

……

In a corner that no one cares about, the "Leader-level Hostile Target File" has been updated.

Well, actually everyone cares.

Yeah, absolutely right—can't we just look at all this nonsense ourselves?! And could you tell me what the required mental attributes are to defeat this guy?! If even the system doesn't show this kind of data, it feels like we're going to die even more miserably than we imagined!

The mentality of everyone in Langcheng almost collapsed. Xiang Feng slowly raised his head and looked at the figure.

The light of the blood moon dyed everything in the world red, but next to the No. 2 administrator, the light of the irregular crystal was cold and clear, not tainted by the blood at all.

When he looked directly at the figure, he could feel an unprecedented pressure, as if the sky was leaning over and mountains were approaching.

This pressure comes from the soul.

Xiang Feng was now level 8. Although he was a warrior, his mental toughness had already increased his spiritual attributes to 30 points. But even so, when he looked at that figure, he still felt as small and fragile as a blade of grass.

The second administrator stood silently at the pass of the ruins of the city wall, the scarlet sky serving as a backdrop, the cold wind causing his black robe to flutter. When the wind picked up, people could see that the fabric had two layers, black on the outside and red on the inside. His cloak was indeed all black, but underneath was a layered crimson cape.

If he took off his cape, he would probably look more like a space battle commander in some game or movie than a modern human.

"Why is this BOSS here with us? This is such imperial treatment..." Someone inside the city wall was almost crying, "This thing looks so powerful..."

and……

Under the red moonlight, the terrifying figure walked slowly and gradually entered the city.

This guy is still coming towards them!

Xiang Feng came back to his senses, took a deep breath, and gripped the long-handled hammer tightly. Amid the screams of the people behind him, he looked away despite the pressure in his heart, and indeed he felt much less pressure.

He walked slowly towards the gap in the city wall.

"Captain Xiang!" "Old Xiang!" "Don't go over there!" People in the rear shouted, and the soldiers under his command had quickly rushed up and moved forward with him in a well-trained guard posture.

Xiang Feng turned around and raised a finger, signaling "silence" to the crowd, and made a few gestures to ask them to pay attention to the first few sentences of the BOSS introduction.

"Easily drawn to conflict, low probability of active attack. Will inevitably retaliate if provoked, combat status unaffected by hatred."

A moment later, one after another, people emerged from behind him, following Xiang Feng and the other soldiers toward the 'Second Administrator'. A dozen seconds later, when the first monster appeared at the city wall pass, Xiang Feng and the Second Administrator met face-to-face, less than ten meters apart.

He took a few steps aside and passed by the other person, making sure that he didn't even step on the other person's shadow.

……

Nothing happened.

There was a moment of commotion among the crowd at the back, and then they quickly gathered together, imitating Xiang Feng's behavior.

This was Langcheng's Middle Street, a two-way street, one of the two necessary routes in and out of the small town. People usually came and went on this street, carrying carts and resources. Xiang Feng happened to think of Nie Weiyang's last visit. They had also walked along this street then. Nie Weiyang had walked silently down the long street. It was then that he realized that this brother was actually an extremely taciturn person. If no one took the initiative to talk to him, he would even open his mouth all day only to brush his teeth or eat.

At this moment, Nie Weiyang was nowhere to be found, and the No. 2 administrator, whom Xiang Feng had once worried about meeting, was walking on the center line of Langcheng Middle Street.

The crowd formed long lines on both sides, silently bypassing it. The low but still existent probability of attack made people terrified. After all, no one is not afraid of death.

Yes, death is right beside us. Xiang Feng took a deep breath and looked at the monsters pouring into the city.

No matter how close it is... the people's steel is fearless!

The middle-aged man weighed the long-handled hammer in his hand, which he had already practiced with, and strode forward to be the first to engage the enemy!
"Kill——!!!" He killed a Dark Walker with a single blow and shouted loudly. And then, more people shouted, men, women, young and old, one after another: "Kill——" "Kill!" "Kill!!!"

The sound grew louder and louder. It converged into a river, with Middle Street serving as its channel. This seemed to attract the attention of the Second Administrator. He paused on Middle Street and turned back to look toward the pass. The red goggles of his black iron mask reflected the crimson moonlight that obscured the night sky, as well as the red blood of humans and the black fluids of monsters.

——From the moment the city wall collapsed, hell poured into the world. Then the battle truly began, and everyone was thrown into it.

Three dark walkers jumped out from the smoke and dust, their slender limbs stabbing like blades. A shield-wielding warrior rushed out with a roar. Amidst the explosions and roars, he raised the tower shield in his hand and unfolded a solid barrier in front of him.

The attacks of three Dark Walkers were deflected by the shield, but the fourth one attacked from the side, and its huge mouth with a split chest bit the shield warrior's shoulder fiercely, and its spiral teeth tore into the flesh and blood, trying to swallow him.

The Shield Warrior grunted and smashed the Dark Walker's head with his shield. A shadow flashed by, and a Speed ​​Runner's needle-like mouthpiece pierced his arm, and the venom instantly began to corrode his flesh. But he didn't flinch. He roared in anger, raised his shield, and smashed it down hard!

With a dull sound that made one's teeth ache, the speedster's head was smashed by the shield warrior. At the same time, several rays of light flew out from behind the crowd and fell on the shield warrior, which seemed to relieve his blood loss and poisoning and restore a certain amount of his blood.

Xiang Feng, swinging his hammer, fought with several dark walkers for his life. He passed by and shouted, "Master!"

The shield warrior laughed and waved his hands. The moonlight shone on his face, revealing the features of an old farmer. He clapped his shield vigorously, like some kind of "amplified applause," then he raised the shield and plunged back into the battle. Around him, across the battlefield, similar yet different events were happening again and again!

Administrator No. 2 seemed to be interested in the dispute here. It walked back a few steps, approached the battlefield at the pass of the city wall, and watched this appetizer of fighting silently.

Until the giant spikes and the tide of monsters emerged from the pass, several figures belonging to assassins dodged the stabs of the arthropod legs under it and threw something into the inside of its injured joints.

As a flash of fire exploded, the giant nail joint was injured again. This time, it let out a sharp whistle that swept across the entire city of Lang, and once again raised its forelimbs high—

People were horrified and moved to the sides!

"Boom——" ...

A red light flashed, and a series of explosions sounded. Amidst the shocked gazes of the people, Administrator No. 2 was swallowed up.

After a while, the dust cleared.

Administrator No. 2 stood unharmed in the light dust.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the giant nail.

At the same time, Nie Weiyang, who had remained silent, breathed a sigh of relief...

He thought that he would not be able to touch the porcelain and was about to drill into the center of the battlefield.

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(End of this chapter)