Chapter 82 – The strongest Ability User and the weakest Ability User


Although his coordinates had been exposed, Ye Shuangluo encountered no ambushes from “Eternal Night” players on his way back to Luo City.

“Hmm, could it be that they’re too busy dealing with Xia City and that foreigner to bother with me?”

He shrugged, enjoying the peace and quiet.

Meanwhile, at the Dawn headquarters in Xia City.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A group of oddly dressed men and women were relentlessly attacking the Dawn headquarters.

Some carried rocket launchers, others wielded Gatling guns, knives, bows, and staffs.

But their attacks were like scratching an itch; the defensive shield didn’t even show a crack.

“Damn it, this damn turtle shell won’t break.”

“This turtle shell has anti-space runes on it; we can’t use spatial abilities to get in.”

“Anti-space runes? That must be the work of that bitch inside.”

“Fing hell, I told you, the ‘Eternal Night’ natives aren’t coming, and we’re the cannon fodder. This reeks of a setup.”

“Stop your damn whining, what’s the point now?”

“The teleportation scrolls are useless, what do we do?”

“Run! This thing not only has anti-space runes but also rebound runes. Once it charges up, we’re all dead.”

“Eternal Night” players scattered in all directions as the shield slowly turned from white to blood red.

Boom!

A blue beam shot out from within the shield, killing four “Eternal Night” players in quick succession before slowly returning to white.

Inside the shield, a tense young girl collapsed to the ground, muttering to herself:

“Survived… I survived.”

In the first group’s alternate space.

Ye Shuangluo walked in to see Bai Ge lounging on the sofa, sipping soda and watching TV.

“Yo, back so soon?”

Bai Ge glanced at him briefly before quickly turning back to the screen, not wanting to miss the next part.

Ye Shuangluo glanced at the TV, which was playing what seemed to be a fantasy drama.

“Say goodbye to this world… Father!”

Ye Shuangluo: 6

Indeed, it was a fantasy drama, very fantastical.

A filial son watching a drama about a filial son, truly hilarious, folks.

“Was the trip smooth?”

Bai Ge asked, eyes glued to the TV.

Ye Shuangluo grabbed an orange juice from the fridge, drank it, and replied:

“Not bad.”

Bai Ge turned to look at Ye Shuangluo, who was no longer wearing the blood-red armor he had worn since their first meeting but a black trench coat instead.

“I see…”

Bai Ge nodded, seemingly understanding something.

“When are we heading to Xia City?”

Ye Shuangluo sat on the other end of the sofa, casually watching the “fantasy” drama.

“The day after tomorrow. I need to prepare a few things.”

As they chatted, Ye Shuangluo silently calculated how long it would take to complete his daily achievements.

Ding!

Xiao Yu and Lu Feiyang suddenly appeared in the living room.

Judging by the map turning to ashes in her hand, they must have teleported back.

This was the price Xiao Yu paid every time she used her ability: a perfectly intact world map.

Lu Feiyang, as the deputy team leader, was impressive. Unlike Huo Ling and Ye Shuangluo, who always felt dizzy after teleporting, he seemed unaffected.

“Weren’t you supposed to solve the problem?”

Lu Feiyang’s voice was low, barely concealing his anger.

Ye Shuangluo turned to see his grim face, realizing he must have heard about his exploits in Dragon City.

“As everyone knows, the quickest way to solve a problem is to eliminate the person causing it.”

Lu Feiyang couldn’t hold back his anger any longer and roared:

“So you killed the entire fourth group! Do you even know what you’ve done?!”

“Don’t shout so loud, I’m not deaf.”

Ye Shuangluo stood up, meeting his gaze, his black eyes slowly turning blood red.

Bai Ge, who had seen Ye Shuangluo fight before, knew that his eyes turning red meant he was ready to fight.

He quickly sneaked back to his room to avoid getting caught in the crossfire.

“Lu Feiyang, don’t act all high and mighty, judging me. Do you think you’re so noble?

You’re our first group’s deputy team leader. I don’t expect you to be as blindly protective as Long Yiyi.

But you shouldn’t always back down, letting others walk all over you.

When you agreed to let me go to Dragon City, you should have known there would be only two outcomes.

First: I get humiliated by Long Yiyi, maybe even crippled.

Second: I fight back and kill her.

Don’t tell me you didn’t foresee these outcomes. I’m not a child; you can’t fool me.

You’re angry because I killed the entire fourth group, which you didn’t expect. You thought I’d only kill Long Yiyi.

But you know they were tyrants in Dragon City, committing all sorts of evil.

We at ‘Dawn’ risk our lives to protect civilians, building a good reputation, only for it to be ruined by these scum.

They’re like rat droppings, spoiling the whole pot.”

Lu Feiyang opened his mouth but didn’t know what to say. His initial righteous anger slowly dissipated.

“…But you even killed children, that’s a bit too much.”

Before he could finish, Ye Shuangluo interrupted him.

“Don’t talk nonsense. That was Xiao Yu from the fourth group. He didn’t want Long Yiyi to be lonely in the afterlife, so he sent that brat along.

I was also saddened by the kid’s death, okay?

I even avenged her personally.”

Lu Feiyang’s anger faded further. After a moment of silence, he asked:

“…So you think you did nothing wrong?”

Ye Shuangluo’s blood-red eyes stared at Lu Feiyang, his killing aura growing even more terrifying after another slaughter.

“I think I did nothing wrong. If you want to prove me wrong, then defeat me.

I’ve always wanted to see how much power the so-called world’s strongest ability, ‘Omniform,’ can wield in the hands of the weakest ability user in history.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Shuangluo pulled out [Mortal Kill] from his space backpack, and his black trench coat transformed into [Blood Demon Armor].

Hearing the term “weakest ability user in history,” a flash of anger appeared in Lu Feiyang’s eyes, the term he hated the most.

Even a clay figure has some fire; deep down, he really wanted to teach Ye Shuangluo a lesson.

With a thought, Lu Feiyang’s body was covered in various elements.

Weapons of all kinds appeared around him, floating in mid-air, ready to attack at his command.

Bai Ge, peeking through the door, felt his heart race.

Are they really going to fight?

On one side was his long-time deputy team leader, Lu Feiyang, and on the other, the recently joined Ye Shuangluo, who shared a common enemy.

Honestly, although he had known Lu Feiyang longer, he hoped Ye Shuangluo would win.

After all, Lu Feiyang wouldn’t help him become a filial son.

Bai Ge was excited, even preparing soda and popcorn for his VIP seat.

Just as the tension between the two reached its peak, and a fight seemed imminent.

Xiao Yu patted Lu Feiyang’s shoulder, coughed lightly, and said:

“Cough, Feiyang, if you really fight, you’ll probably be frozen for at least three or four months.

Do you really want to fight your own people?

Even if you win, you’ll be bedridden for three or four months. Is it worth it?”

With these words, Lu Feiyang’s aura instantly deflated, and the weapons around him slowly retracted.

“The Committee wants to judge you. They suggest you go willingly, or they’ll send the tribunal to capture you.”

After speaking, he silently returned to his room.

Ye Shuangluo deactivated [Asura Demon Eye] and sheathed [Mortal Kill].

“Heh.”

If Lu Feiyang had really fought him, he might have respected him a bit more. But he gave up after a few words from someone else.

Ye Shuangluo shook his head. Holding the world’s strongest ability and doing the most cowardly things, truly impressive.

“Haha, you’re really interesting.”

Ye Shuangluo looked at Xiao Yu, who was staring at him intently.

Their eyes met, and Xiao Yu winked at him, her bell-like laughter echoing in his ears.



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