I'm in the Ark, a player.

But what can a metal trash can cover really block? What can it protect you from?

It can't protect anything.

An arrow pierced the bucket lid, its arrowhead lodged in her forearm.

Immediately afterwards, he was shot in the shoulder with an arrow.

Then both of his knees were hit by arrows!

Her legs buckled, and Maria could no longer support her body, collapsing to her knees on the ground.

Blood flowed down the arrow shaft from the wound, and pain surged up continuously, but she gritted her teeth and did not cry out.

However, even if Maria falls, the arrows will not stop.

Arrows continued to emerge in the darkness, passing by her figure and shooting straight towards the infected camp behind Maria.

Some people were still running, while others were dragging the injured under the wooden planks.

But none of this worked.

The arrow pierced the throat of the fleeing man.

The arrow pierced through the wooden plank and pinned the person hiding underneath to death!

Yet another vibrant life vanished before Maria's eyes.

But Maria's body, pierced by arrows, was utterly unable to save them.

"No...no...damn it, damn it!!!"

Maria muttered to herself, her voice growing softer and softer.

She knew.

Stepping forward doesn't guarantee you'll save someone.

But she believed that if she didn't step forward, she wouldn't be able to save anyone!

In the end, watching innocent people fall one by one before my eyes, a sense of powerlessness still welled up within me.

She still couldn't do anything.

She still couldn't protect anything.

If I were more skilled, maybe I could save more people?

If it were the older sister, maybe she could have saved everyone?

Just then, a figure appeared in her line of sight.

Black hair, young man, looks remarkably harmless.

Maria recognized this guy.

Not a knight!

Why is he here?!

Then, Maria saw that it wasn't a knight walking towards them through the rain of arrows as if taking a stroll.

"Wow, it's so lively here... Oh! There's even an NPC I know. Looks like I've come to the right place!"

He looked at Maria and asked.

"By the way, do you have any tasks for me?"

What are you talking about?!

What mission?!

Is this the time to talk about this?

Run!

Run and call the police! There are many Unarmored Alliance members here!

Maria originally wanted to call out to this guy like that,

She hated the other person's behavior on the field.

But that doesn't mean Maria is willing to let this guy die here.

But she didn't even utter a word.

The little girl's voice behind her was faster, more urgent, trembling with sobs and hoarseness.

"Help us!"

She asked the other party for help in this way.

"No problem, I'll take this task."

He stood in front of the two of them.

Numerous members of the Unarmored Alliance lay hidden in the night, countless arrows aimed directly at him standing at the forefront.

Instead of the knight wielding a jet-black straight sword with a flame igniting on its blade and condensing into an even longer blade around the edge,

The flame burned fiercely in the darkness, illuminating the dilapidated shacks of the infected camp and the tear tracks still wet on Maria's face.

—It was as if the light was tearing through the man-eating darkness.

...

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Chapter 99, Not a Knight, Yet Like a Knight (4k)

"This is?"

The Wuzhou Alliance, lurking in the shadows, naturally noticed Qin Tianling; his act of blocking their way couldn't have been more obvious.

Do you like standing out?

One of the members of the Unarmored Alliance chuckled softly.

The Unarmored Alliance has encountered plenty of guys like this when doing missions before.

After reading a few chivalric romance novels, he started to think of himself as an invincible protagonist, wanting to step forward and play the hero whenever danger struck.

But the truth is, these guys don't have the power, nor any background, to stop the Unarmored Alliance from assassinating them.

Even if the Business Federation dies, it can't be blamed on the Unarmored Alliance.

Do not,

They wouldn't care.

The cleaning team drew their bows and shot arrows.

Several black arrows, blending into the night, shot out like ghosts.

But the other party still noticed.

The black-haired youth merely turned slightly to the side and nimbly took half a step, and several arrows grazed past his coat.

Didn't win?

The member of the Unarmored Alliance who was shooting the arrow frowned slightly.

Let's do it again.

Anyway, since I'm hiding in the deserted buildings near these camps, the enemy won't be able to find my location, and I also have teammates.

How many of these hidden arrows can you dodge?

The advantage lies with me!

He drew another arrow from his quiver, nocked it, and strung it back into his bow.

The next moment, he saw a scene that left him somewhat dumbfounded.

The opponent, who had just dodged his attack, arrived beneath the building where he was hiding with an extremely uncanny speed.

A grappling hook gun appeared in his hand.

Raise your hand, fire.

The grappling hook shot out and precisely gripped the edge of the window that was now just a frame, right next to the member of the Unarmored Alliance.

The rope retracted, and the black-haired figure was lifted off the ground, soaring into the air along the rope's trajectory!

In an instant, that guy was in front of the members of the Unarmored Alliance.

The members of the Unarmored Alliance could even clearly see the smiles on each other's lips and hear their casual remarks, which sounded like after-dinner conversation.

"The mission in the Qingli target area can even mark the enemy, that's really good."

That saves me the trouble of searching them one by one with the night vision of my loitering munitions.

What does it mean to mark the enemy?

You mean you know exactly where all of us are?

This is definitely not a result of extensive combat experience determining our location... Is it possible to pinpoint Originium Arts?

Is it open?

This was the last thought in the mind of this member of the Unarmored Alliance.

Qin Tianling fell from the sky, his flaming straight sword slashing down as well!

The sword, burning with crimson flames, cleaved through the center of the Wuzhou Alliance's head, tearing through leather armor, clothing, flesh, and bones!

The member of the Unarmored Alliance was cleaved in two from head to toe by a burning straight sword!

The two halves of the body fell to either side.

No blood was spilled.

The flames burned everything at the cross-section to a charred mess.

"Damn it, this guy found our location! Counterattack!"

Seeing this, the captain spoke up immediately.

All the remaining Unarmored Alliance cleanup teams immediately targeted Qin Tianling.

But Qin Tianling had already leaped down from his previous position, the grappling hook spear appearing in his hand.

Before leaving Longmen, Qin Tianling had searched for the Snow Pheasant once, so this grappling hook gun is version 1.5.

Snowshrike upgraded the length of the grappling hook. As for the original design that was supposed to be mounted on the arm, Snowshrike is still thinking about how to trigger it with one hand while using the other and has not yet produced a result.

Although the improved grappling hook gun still has a maximum range of only a little over ten meters.

However, as a skill with strong displacement capabilities, it's barely adequate!

The grappling hook shot out again, catching on the protruding eaves of a building directly in front of Qin Tianling as he fell.

Guess what?

Who's flying on the rope?!

The rope taut instantly, and Qin Tianling, who was gripping the grappling hook, swung up like a swing until he was released at the highest point. He used the momentum to throw himself high into the air and leaped to the next position of the Unarmored Alliance member!

"I!"

Qin Tianling said with a smile, and the straight sword in his hand sparked again!

Remnants of combat skills!

A downward slash!

The flames on the sword left a long, crimson trail in the night sky, slashing diagonally into the shoulders of the Wuzha Alliance members and exiting from their waists!

Then he leaped down again and launched his grappling hook!

With each swing of the grappling hook, a slash accompanied by a straight sword flashing like a meteor would follow.

Virtually no member of the Unarmored Alliance would survive being approached in this manner.

This was an absolutely one-sided, crushing massacre.

"He's on the second floor—no! He's up the water tower—no, he's flying towards me!—Ughhhhh!!!"