All Novel Full Chapter 964
Chapter 964: Chapter 898 One ‘Sword’ Clearing the Field_1 Chapter 964: Chapter 898 One ‘Sword’ Clearing the Field_1 “Clang!”
Two swords clashed in the air, ringing clearly.
Unusually, though both sides were in the explosive state of [Assassin’s Bloodline], with astonishing strength, this colossal collision of power did not produce any sparks.
Normally at this point, sparks would be flying everywhere!
Red Dust didn’t have time to think, he simply assumed it was due to the high quality of his sword.
He wasn’t concerned about luck anymore; with more and more watchful and observant eyes around him, his distractions were slowly stripped away.
All that remained was a pure desire to win.
In this highly-focused state, the already maximized “Time Slowdown” effect of the [Assassin’s Bloodline] seemed even stronger.
It was this enhancement that made Red Dust finally notice the anomaly on his sword—
The sword, originally silver-hued and only glowing green in the night, was now radiating a pale-blue glow!
This light blue hue spread from the blade to the body of the sword.
Each clash of swords sped up the spread; by the time he noticed it, almost the entire sword had turned light blue.
Feeling a sense of impending danger, Red Dust withdrew from his highly-focused state.
But his opponent was unwavering, delivering another slash—from beginning to end, without the slightest hesitation!
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Red Dust could only grip his sword with both hands and muster all his strength to meet the blow head-on.
“Clang!!!”
This time, the clash of swords still didn’t produce any sparks, but with Red Dust’s accelerated perception, he saw tiny fragments flying from where the blades collided.
The blade was chipping!
No sooner did the feeling of distress surface than the chip in the blade suddenly turned a molten iron-like red.
The red quickly turned to bright yellow, blazing white, pale blue, before bursting into a bright ball of blue light!
Even under the top-tier “accelerated perception” effect, the speed of the blue light explosion was a shocking sight.
In a blink, it spread out in all directions.
The moment Red Dust saw that tiny ball of blue light, his vision was filled with nothing but pure blue.
Then, he could no longer sense his own body, his consciousness fell into a world of deep blue.
No grass, no wind, no people, no ground, no sound.
Nothing but blue.
Ivan, who was very close, was the first to bear the brunt.
Under the effect of his sped up senses, a blue light sphere suddenly appeared in his sight.
But before he could wonder “what is that,” the blue sphere raced through his body.
Turner and his teammates had no time to watch the spectacle.
One moment they were all prone in the grass cautiously advancing, discussing tactics.
The next moment, they all met their end.
Further away, players who had activated [Assassin’s Bloodline] could clearly see the blue light suddenly explode, along with the spreading shockwave.
But clarity didn’t help—they had nowhere to hide nor the time to dodge.
By this time, after a series of rounds of Poison Rain, everyone had already congregated within a small area, about one and a half football fields in size.
This area was completely covered by the nuclear blast’s shockwave in an instant, vaporizing all the surviving contestants, leaving no trace.
The “Final Circle” hadn’t appeared yet, and the game had already ended.
The official live room was broadcasting this battle too.
After all, in the [Freedom Day] gunfight event, it was unusual and thrilling to see two experts using cold weapons, engaged in such a close battle.
However, the screen went blue without warning, and the sound went out.
The director was stunned, “What’s going on?
Is it an equipment failure?
Or a software problem?”
“Don’t care which one it is.
Change everything!
Backup!”
“Hurry up!”
“Do you know how many people worldwide are watching?!”
Looking at the screen full of question mark comments, the director became panic-stricken.
But before his staff could find the problem, the live broadcast lens abruptly cut away to the edge of the map and even rewound a few seconds.
It was thanks to Lincoln’s timely intervention that the audience could continue to watch this panoramic spectacle—
Initially, it was just a distant blue flash, only to instantly inflate into a blue fireball the next moment, which soon violently exploded into blazing white.
A powerful shockwave kicked up layers of dirt, sweeping towards the lens, passing it like a hurricane.
Immediately thereafter was an intense heat and a fierce wind…
The lens pulled back again, and a giant mushroom cloud slowly rose.
Whether it was the directors in the control room or the commentators out front, or even the viewers watching the live show, everyone lost their ability to speak at that moment.
They could only stare in numb awe as the mushroom cloud appeared, grew, and spread.
Ren Jian and Zara’s mouths were wide open, almost enough to fit a tomato in.
There was no one left alive on the site.
Technically, the match should be over by now and the map should have been closed.
So why hadn’t it been closed yet?
Because those that qualified were also gone…
The system had to backtrack, selecting the ten teams with the highest scores and the longest survival times as the promoted ones in this match.
But no one cared about who would advance from this match at the moment.
When the audiences came back to their senses, all their attention was on the explosion:
“What the fuck!!
What the hell is that?!”
“Is that a nuclear explosion?
It’s a nuke, right?”
“Are you fucking kidding me?
Weren’t we watching a martial arts master showdown?
How come an atomic bomb just exploded out of nowhere?”
“How did it explode?
Is this year’s Freedom Day’s hidden mechanism?
But it shouldn’t be in the wilderness map, should it?”
“Is this even fair?”
…
The players were in an uproar.
The explosion was too quick, too sudden, no one saw it coming.
While everyone was dumbfounded, the mushroom cloud quickly dispersed under the violent turbulence, and the system’s backtracking began.
It was not a convergence of streaming lights, but numerous minute light points appearing from the world that rapidly joined together to form human shapes.
As if restoring the players’ corpses – which had been blown to ash – from the ashes, another large batch of question marks popped up in the live broadcast room.
— But this was just an easter egg that Lincoln had prepared for the nuclear bomb, and he actually wouldn’t waste so much computational power on this.
Red Dust and his opponent were reconstructed first.
They had already secured the slots for two qualifying teams.
All points from the players fried by the nuke were calculated and split evenly between the two of them.
So, even though they were the first ones evaporated by the nuke, they had still made it.
— Clearing the field with a nuclear explosion acquired way too many points.
Ivan and Turner, on the other hand, were utterly screwed.
They hadn’t killed many people and were extremely close to the center of the explosion.
They were hit by the first blast and wiped out.
Although they only died a dozen milliseconds or so before the others, dead is still dead.
The players who resurrected after them were much farther from the epicenter of the explosion.
Basically, they were all teams with high scores.
However, Red Dust wasn’t interested in the qualifying matters for the time being.
He looked around and found himself standing in a big pit that was more than ten meters deep.
Some unknown fluffy substances were still constantly floating down in the air.
He climbed out of the deep pit and immediately looked towards the small lake that had been there before.
However, the lake was now just a small puddle, with the vast majority of the water having been vaporized by the heat from the nuclear explosion.
Looking around, the scorched earth, swept by the inferno, bore no signs of life.
Even at the edge of his field of view, the trees were all carbonized, the wild grass had turned into dust and scattered with the wind.
Everywhere was like the scenery of a doomsday.
Red Dust lowered his head and gazed at the sword hilt in his hand, feeling somewhat taken aback.
Because in the system’s introduction, this sword’s name was no longer [Heavenly Falling Sword], but was now—
[Uranium Sword Remnant].
“So, the nuclear explosion happened because…
my sword exploded?”