Chapter 35.2: The Commands (2)

Chapter 35.2: The Commands (2)

The figure wrapped in the fog was looming closer. He appeared at one place in one second and popped up several steps in front the next second. His shadow flashed around, making sure that no one could predict his next move.

Chi Yans Blast Egg only blew up the corner of his clothes and caused the fog to spread out. Other than that, there was zero impact.

Tang Cuo took out Meteor Rain without a second thought.

Within a radius of five meters, meteors fell down from the skype at a ghostly speed, finally shining a light on Jiang He from within the fog. He was really an average man with an average face, and even the clothes he wore werent anything slick, just equally average.

Whoosh! Jin Chengs arrow flew towards them.

Jiang He rolled on the ground and avoided the arrow despite the injury caused by the falling meteor. He threw out a rain of shurikens but wasnt aiming at Jin Cheng, rather, his target remained as Tang Cuo and Chi Yan.

Chi Yan wasnt able to stop the shurikens and his pupils shrank in fear, but at the very moment his life was hanging by a threat, he disappeared into an alley next to him with an excruciating 90 turn.

It was a turn so abrupt that no one was prepared for it.

The lights were so dim that even Tang Cuo didnt notice an alley where only one person could pass at a time. After Chi Yan entered, he frantically tossed out more bombs.

One after another, the Blast Eggs came flying. Boom, boom, boom! They actually made Jiang He pause a few times.

Jin Cheng finally showed up and stood in between Jiang He and Tang Cuo, his splitting arrow forcing Jiang He to back down. Jiang He was an assassin, so when it came to fighting head-on, he couldnt stand as Jin Chengs opponent and soon had his arm wounded.

But this had certainly proven a theory he had in mind about Tang Cuo: This person was very important to Jin Cheng.

And that was all he needed to know.

Jiang He risked it anyway and suffered an injury before he forcibly turned into a cloud of smoke. The moment he vanished, a firework ascended from the spot and exploded above East Cross Street. Chi Yans eyelids twitched as he watched it, but he knew that he would only drag his geges down if he headed out now. There were a few old wooden boxes piled up next to him, and he came up with an idea of covering himself with these boxes.

He had to hide now, then run away as soon as no one noticed him.

Actually, no one had forgotten about Chi Yan, because he was a small fry that no one remembered in the first place. But as for Tang Cuo, the moment he ran a few steps outside, someone jumped out of the window from the building on the right and almost cut off his nose.

Tang Cuo immediately braked and raised his hand to summon the Goblin Saber. Clang! His Goblin Saber stopped the opponents long saber in its path, a pressure so powerful thrusting down Tang Cuos arm that he almost felt numb.

It was a fierce man with an unfamiliar face. The opponent kicked Tang Cuo, at which point Tang Cuo swiftly turned around, holding the revolver in his left hand and pointing it at the opponents chest.

Bang! The man quickly turned sideways, but the close distance had him getting hit in the shoulder.

Tang Cuo had never underestimated the players of Yong Ye City, so even with his precise marksmanship and in such a short distance, he still chose to aim for the chest, a larger target area, rather than the head.

Jin Cheng came over and ganged up on the opponent with Tang Cuo.

In a fraction of a second, the vanished Jiang He suddenly appeared behind Jin Cheng with a dagger in his hand, aiming straight at Jin Chengs heart from the back. Tang Cuos pupils instantly shrank and he turned his muzzle around in a flash.

Clang! The bullet deflected the dagger, but Jin Cheng still suffered a gaping cut on his back.

As his blood gushed out, Jin Chengs expression was drenched in pain. Looking at the sweats streaming down his forehead and his stagnating movements, he must be trying hard to hold up. Otherwise, he could have avoided Jiang Hes attack.

Do it! The man with the long saber was Chong Yanzhangs underling, Chen Liu. He was the one who had a dispute with Jiang He earlier. He desperately wanted to kill Jin Cheng, and seeing this situation, how could he even wait?

Jiang He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but eventually no words came out. At this moment, a black cloud emerged in the sky, and a dark shadow suddenly engulfed the entire chaos, making everyone stop in their moves.Read latest chapters at nov(e)lbin.com Only

As Jiang He looked up, a solemn expression cast over his face it was the puppeteer Yao Qing.

He indeed came in person.

A mecha bird swooped down from mid-air, its huge wings spreading out like two black clouds, its target undoubtedly Jin Cheng. Chen Liu wasnt amused by this sudden arrival and raised his saber.

Chong Yanzhang finally managed to shake off Miao Qi, and after a quick glance, he rushed over to stop Yao Qing in order to allow Chen Liu and Jiang He to continue fighting with Jin Cheng. As a puppeteer, Yao Qing certainly had more than one puppet. Several powerful puppets and the most adept players of Yong Ye City jumped at each other in a brawl so turbulent even the black slabs of the street blew up into pieces.

Jiang He felt a little odd.

What is wrong?

Something definitely seemed off.

Did Miao Qi, that psycho, give up so easily? Why didnt he chase after Chong Yanzhang? And where was the small fry just now? Jiang He now remembered Chi Yan, then he looked over to find that Tang Cuo had slipped away.

Jiang He immediately chased after him, but couldnt figure out where Tang Cuo had escaped to.

Was it left? Or was it right?

At the same time, outside East Cross Street, a panting Wen Xiaoming had finally caught up and was wiping off his sweat. The vaccine sat tightly in his pocket, but he didnt rush in immediately.

He took out a yellow safety helmet and put it on his head. An antenna poked out atop the helmet, its tip flashing red.

I command. Jin Cheng only said two words and the air suddenly froze.

A drop of cold sweat slipped from Chong Yanzhangs forehead, and he looked at the thin, shiny sheet of paper in front of his fist in disbelief, his whole body stiff.

Leng Miao also recalled his spell with a calm expression. Just now, he wanted to open a portal to quickly leave this place but discovered that the space had been locked. He looked up and figured that the entire East Cross Street, and possibly the entire Zone F, together with all the people that had flocked here because of Jin Cheng, had been trapped for good.

Twelve movements. Jin Cheng could definitely do this. He must have already written the laws on the movement and been waiting for them to take effect. And he must have made sure that these laws could be allowed to take effect, otherwise, he would waste all his efforts till now.

Jin Cheng had calculated all these moves carefully. Everything had been delayed until this moment because he was waiting for Leng Miao to show up. Thinking of this, Leng Miao gritted his teeth, almost unable to keep the cold expression on his face.

At this point, the ethereal but creepy singing came pouring down. It was the exact same melody that Tang Cuo heard when he was facing The Wheel of Fortune.

God, lambs and crow,

Had fun playing on the cliff together.

They sang and danced,

Flowers bloomed in the stone.

The god said, look

It was my flower.

One lamb ate the flower,

Let it go die quickly

Mr. Crow appeared amid the singing. He held his head up arrogantly and snorted as he saw Jin Cheng holding the movement, but he still said: Player G79081, command your laws.

Jin Cheng smiled as though greeting him: Yes, Mr. Crow.

Jin Cheng: I command that: All players in Zone F, no matter where they are from, if they kill someone, a red number will appear above their head and show the number of people they have killed. If a murderer is killed, his jail time will be doubled.

Mr. Crow: Accepted.

One commanded the law and the other passed it. At this moment, Jin Cheng seemed to belong to the same league as Mr. Crow. Everyone else listened in complete silence. Even if they couldnt hold back their anger and were clenching their fists tightly, they didnt dare to make any hasty move.

As soon as Mr. Crows Accepted landed, a red number popped up on top of almost everyones head. The number clearly exposed how many times they had gotten blood on their hands.

Almost no one from Zone A showed a number lower than three digits. Even Jin Cheng had one above his head.

Jin Cheng: I command that: East Cross Street in Zone F is a safe zone, and no one will die within this safe zone.

Mr. Crow: Accepted.

Jin Cheng: I command that: Any player who is not from Zone F and carries a red number is not allowed to enter the safe zone. If theyre inside, they will be immediately sent to prison, and their penalty will be decided based on the number of murders they have committed.

This time, Mr. Crow didnt answer immediately. He glanced across the shocked faces of everyone with delight and let out an eerie laugh: This is interesting, hahaha, the great Mr. Crow accepts it!

Then can I command one more?

Shut up!

Today, the great Mr. Crow flipped his attitude as fast as usual.

Ding!

The 11th movement has been detected, the holder is G79081.

The laws are within permissible authority. They are accepted and will take effect immediately.

An announcement will be made to the entire city.

With the systems announcement bell ringing, the [Song of God, Lambs and Crow] spread throughout the city.

Some people looked up blankly while some people still couldnt figure out the meaning of these three laws. The players at East Cross Street who managed to react in time couldnt help throwing loud curses. But halfway through their curses, fate came to hunt them down, and one after another, they turned into a flash of light and headed straight for prison.

Leng Miao was especially angry, for he was made to leave as soon as he arrived.

In the blink of an eye, the entire cobblestone street was empty.

Tang Cuo leaned against the window and opened the character panel to see his HPs upper limit dropping to 4. It might not be a lucky number, but it was a reason to celebrate nevertheless.

Whatever happened, he just refused to die.