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"impossible."

The cult members were all panicked. "How did Ryan figure that out? Is he really a genius with uncanny foresight?"

They just set up camp here yesterday, how did they get caught today?

The cult member was mortified. He had just boasted to the outsourced cult members that the stronghold was a deserted and forbidden zone, only to be surrounded by Ryan's men the next day.

Hearing the words of those who had no light, saying that they had found their way by feeling through feces and smelling the odor, the followers were shocked. They were indeed the legendary ones who had no light; their noses were more sensitive than a dog's.

Moreover, despite the intense scent of the Twilight Bear King, they were able to accurately distinguish the scents of the Tantric practitioners within that very strong aroma.

It's truly terrifying.

The religious leader angrily rebuked his subordinates: "I told you all to take frequent showers, and to haul stones together from cover, but you wouldn't listen!"

"Whoever pulled it, step forward!"

It's all these guys' fault for hauling stones everywhere and leaking information.

But at this point, it's too late to hold the mastermind accountable.

Enraged, the cultists ordered Ryan and his two companions to take up arms and prepare to fight Ryan's men.

"it is good!"

Ryan was even more furious than the cultists. It was bad enough that the Dark Side stole my dog food, but they even dared to smash my dog bowl!

Chapter 147 "Doesn't this make your swordsmanship seem stronger?"

"Ryan Lumin is terrifying."

"How exactly did he calculate that?"

The Ash Death cultists looked solemn. This legendary man was like a ghost. The cult had only set up camp here yesterday, and today his Dark Ones had come knocking on their door.

He has reached the legendary level of military prowess.

Moreover, these lightless beings are equally terrifying.

While ordinary Dark Ones have an infinite resurrection mechanism, they are irrational and only know how to attack blindly. To deal with these Dark Ones, you only need to lure them in and defeat them one by one.

But the Dark Ones trained by Ryan are extraordinary.

They can all run marathons.

Players and the Gray Death Cultists waged a fierce guerrilla war in the mountains and forests, adhering to the sixteen mantras of "When the enemy chases, we run; when the enemy camps, we run; when the enemy tires, we run; when the enemy runs, we run."

With parries, rolls, and escapes, the Ash Death cultists were thoroughly exasperated.

At the same time, the players also felt that the opposing Mystic Cult members were unusual.

Although these guys' moves are so ordinary that they don't resemble those of esoteric practitioners, their lung capacity is amazing.

They weren't even out of breath from exhaustion.

"Ryan Lumin is terrifying."

"No wonder he wanted to train for our marathon more than a month ago; it was all for today."

"This man actually started planning this a month ago."

For a time, the players and the cult were locked in a stalemate, thinking to themselves that they had met their match.

Seeing the players and the cultists running around, Ryan was furious: these players and the cultists were like kindred spirits in a stinky valley.

His wisdom relies entirely on the imagination of the person opposite him.

How can one carry out a great traitorous cause while working with such a bunch of insects?

He originally intended to take action himself.

However, all his magic is from the light side, and his swordsmanship is also from the light side's Lu Ming swordsmanship. If he makes a move too easily, he might expose his undercover identity.

"Don't worry, Ryan," Matthew reassured him. "With your skills, you won't be exposed."

Ryan was furious.

He picked up a sword at random, stepped forward, and swiftly unleashed several rapid and slow attacks, hacking at several players until their heads were bleeding profusely.

"That's more like it!"

The players who were attacked were not afraid at all; instead, they looked relieved. They were back, everything was back, and this was the kind of hellish atmosphere Eden should have.

These cultists are so worldly; they must think they've entered the wrong game.

"here you go."

The esoteric followers were overjoyed.

But at the same time, there is also a sense of regret.

Unexpectedly, although this kid is only at the outsourcing level, his skills are no less than those within the system. Since he is so outstanding, he can only be an outsourcer for life.

"How to do?"

As Ryan was about to wreak havoc, the players started to feel uneasy.

"This kid is so sinister, I'm afraid only Ryan himself can deal with him."

"Ryan is playing at home."

But the legendary investigator chuckled softly, revealing a smile that seemed to see through everything: "Your understanding is too shallow. You only see the second layer and think Ryan is on the first layer. In fact, he is on the fifth layer!"

"It seems like the Cultists infiltrated Ryan, but actually Ryan infiltrated the Cultists."

"This move is the legendary 'golden cicada shedding its shell' technique."

"If I'm not mistaken, this mysterious outsourced man in front of me is actually Ryan Lumin himself!"

Ryan was startled and began to complain about Matthew's bad idea.

Sure enough, his swordsmanship was that of the Bright Side.

His melancholy temperament, as bright as a firefly in the night among the cultists, betrayed his identity.

The legendary investigator has once again made a startling statement, leaving players stunned once more.

"How is this possible? Ryan actually went to the battlefield himself..."

How did you figure that out?

New players can't help but marvel at the veteran players' sharp eye.

It is said that top players who have practiced to the highest level can identify which boss made which move simply by listening to the sound of the attack, even with their eyes closed. This is a state of "no sword in sight, but sword in mind".

They marveled inwardly at how the legendary old investigator had reached such a level.

"Ah, it's very simple."

The legendary investigator said, "Open his information panel, and it says 'Azure Silver Apostle' Ryan Luming."

So that's how it is.

Players checked Ryan's information and found that it was indeed the case.

Ryan was so angry he laughed.

In Eden, the character information panel is linked to the affinity level. As long as the affinity level is not zero, you can at least see the other person's name.

Ryan used this trick to open boxes all over Blacksmith Street.

Unexpectedly, the boomerang from before finally struck Ryan himself.

He certainly didn't like the players, but in all the missions he'd issued these past few days, Ryan had been stingy with the actual rewards, replacing them all with 'Ryan Luming's favorability +1'.

Therefore, players will be able to find his name.

Ryan's face was as black as coal. This stupid player was used to talking to himself. If he found out, he should have just found out. Why did he have to show off and say it out loud?

No, are you guys really playing a game?

People cricket in front of others.

This time, not only he heard it, but the esoteric practitioners also heard it.

The traitor's cause was about to be cut short before it even began.

"Ha, don't try to fool me!"

The weaver scoffed, "My eyes are the ruler!"

"You're trying to break up our relationship."

Having escaped death, Ryan was thankful for the blindness of the cultists for the first time.

The more the players talked, the less the cultists believed.

"Would Ryan's swordsmanship be this sinister?"

The cultist scoffed and offered a highly convincing reason: "This is a sword technique for those whose parents have died, while Ryan's father is still alive."

Well-reasoned and supported by evidence.

In short, Ryan barely managed to keep his dog food.

The players didn't care whether the cultists believed in them or not; they were wondering why Ryan would infiltrate this place...

After a brainstorming session, they realized that Chuguang City had long been infiltrated, and Ryan was going to personally infiltrate the city to find the real culprit.

The cleaners and bridge guards, these minor infiltrators, are just the tip of the iceberg. The real conspiracy is lurking beneath the seabed of Chuguang City.

It's no wonder players are speculating about conspiracy theories; in fact, there's been something fishy going on all along.

All players had the illusion that some kind of malevolent shadow was constantly following Ryan.

Sometimes, I can even feel the gaze of someone watching me.

The longer the legendary investigator stayed in the City of Light, the more clues he uncovered.

If Ryan is such a good city lord, then why is Chuguang City so bad? It must be because his intentions were good, but his subordinates carried them out wrongly.

There was always a mysterious shadow beneath Ryan.

This must be some kind of evil force, or even the mastermind behind the City of Light.

There is likely a legendary "Shadow Group" in Chuguang City that wants to overthrow Lu Ming's regime. All of this has been recorded in the Underworld History. You should know that Lu Ming also has the character "Ming" in his name!

Without a doubt, Eden is also a work of mourning for the Ming Dynasty, so the story is based on real-life prototypes.

After the legendary investigator decided to go offline, he wrote a 10,000-word analysis like this, and the number of views would definitely exceed one million.

"We need to cooperate well with Ryan."

In a small internal group, the legendary investigator sent a message to other players: "Don't reveal his identity, and at the same time, give him the credit."

"it is good."

"I'll take it."

"We will definitely cooperate well."

"I can't let these players cause any more trouble," Ryan stepped forward, grabbing people and hacking at them, ready to kill them to silence them.

Unexpectedly, before he could even land a hit, the players collapsed on the spot.

"Ah, what powerful sword energy!"

"Pfft, a terrifying look in their eyes."

"Crackling sound, I'm dead."

"They surrendered! They surrendered!"

Ryan collapsed as he walked, and soon all fifty players were dead in front of him.

Could you guys be any more over-the-top...? Ryan's face was ashen, as if he were dead. At least let me cut him and draw some blood.

"Slap, slap, slap."