MTL - First Player-Chapter 32 thirty-one

  Chapter 32 Chapter 31 "I'm in the same situation as you."

  Under the gazes of hundreds of millions of viewers, Tower Seirt took a deep breath and flashed blue light in his hand.

   A ray of light, the pump appeared.

   The halo was extremely bright, and it continued to glow around like a shooting star.

   This halo is much brighter than the previous normal attack.

   Such a beautiful light will deal a fatal blow to the enemy king.

   Aini breathed a sigh of relief, Selt let out a sigh of relief, Hubert was relieved, and even Julia, who was still in cold sweat behind her back, showed a smile for the rest of her life.

  —is a crit.

   The damage is up to the standard, and it must take away all the remaining life of the opponent's king with one hit, a complete crit.

The    barrage has been linked together, full of praises for Aini and shouts for the victory of the game.

  Su Mingan raised his head, he was thinking.

   He is not the Son of Heaven and will not reduce the half-point probability of critical strikes.

   In comparison, it was the extremely low-probability critical strike that struck him twice in a row.

  Su Ming'an thought about it a lot, but no matter from which point of view he looked at it, he had no way out - even if he went back.

   As long as he and Aini face off, there will be such a situation, even if the last blow does not give a crit—his clone has a chance to strike a sword, and there is a high probability that he will not be able to kill Aini with one blow.

   He was just trying, to see if the opponent dared to use the tactic of abandonment, to see if the opponent would choose to retreat, to see if the clone could drop Aini in seconds, to see if he could force the hidden rules...

   One to five, he can only use "trial" to find opportunities and find out which rule "loophole" is forced out.

   But obviously, the other party has been very calm.

   Lucky E's matching mechanism makes him in trouble and also faces a crit.

  Then, if you go back now and find another way, you still choose to avoid meeting this pedestrian...

   He suddenly remembered the evaluation of that ss.

  The barrage is dead silent:

  【It's over. 】

  【This...Isn’t it because God didn’t let Brother Ming An win? 】

  【How do I feel that the host was targeted by the organizer? ? Another inexplicable matching mechanism, and another critical strike like a stroke of magic? 】

   【Ah this. This…】

  【Are you going to say goodbye to Brother Ming An, I obviously still like him... 】

  【…】

  Su Mingan raised his head and looked at the light wave that jumped over from the tower.

   "—Teammate Yueyue, join the battle and accept the appointment of the [Queen]."

   He suddenly heard her voice.

   Pieces of armor appeared silently, automatically fitting to her body, the bright red cloak fluttered behind her, and she held a silver long sword in her hand.

   Unlike the other queen, Julia, Yueyue's queen is not dressed in a complicated and elegant aristocratic long dress.

   is a battle dress with lotus leaf armor, revealing a thin waistline and straight long legs. The armor surface is reflective, and even the gems attached to it are sharp.

   With the blue light rushing forward, she held the ice-like snow of Chione in her hand.

   She woke up.

  …

  【Tower】The attack distance is long, and the tower can attack any piece of the opponent, but cannot directly attack the king over the queen.

  …

   "Sigh!"

   Sword light flashed.

  【—HP-300! 】

   As the [Queen], Yueyue blocked the attack from the [Tower] and aimed at her [King].

   Yueyue has not added any four-dimensional attribute points, her spirit is five points of a normal person, and she has almost no resistance in the face of spells.

  The blade can block Jin Ge, but it can’t block the light-like magic attack. She arched her body, her health bar suddenly dropped to 200, and she would die after another blow.

   "Are you awake?" Su Mingan looked at her.

  Yueyue's lips dripped with blood, the ends of her eyes drooped slightly, and her beautiful almond eyes smiled:

   "—Now, I'm in the same situation as you." She said with a smile.

  …It’s the amount of HP that will kill you in one hit.

   But the difference is that the tower cannot directly attack the king, it will give priority to attacking the queen.

   Aini looked at the girl with the black-haired snow sword in the distance, and felt a hidden explosive force on her weak body.

She was a well-behaved girl who was obviously still wearing snow-colored plush, but when the tip of the sword was pointed at her, she had a sharpness that made her chest hurt. It seemed that in the next instant, her sword would be able to Across thousands of miles, he plunged into his chest fiercely.

  ...The opponent is clearly unconscious, why can he join the battle on the way!?

   Aini gritted his teeth, he felt an unexpected change.

   However, now he should pay attention to his own situation.

  Because, it's time for the red king's turn.

   And the clone, who was a [Guardian], was standing in front of Aini at this time, reaching the attack distance.

   "Guards." A cold light flashed across Su Ming'an's eyes: "—Directly attack the enemy king!"

   Aini suddenly burst into flames, this is not his turn, he cannot attack, he can only resist with all his strength.

   He didn't even understand how a game that had always been so simple and boring in his eyes could have developed to this point.

   The clone with a combat power of 300 raised his sword.

  The blade cuts off—

   Aini desperately turned to the side, feeling the cold blade pierce through the flame's defense in an instant.

   His eyes trembled violently, watching the sword body beside his neck causing a burst of pain into his bones, then he went deep, cut his own bones, and pulled down along the flesh and blood—

   brought a pain that almost passed out.

  【—HP-445! (Flame weakened! Severed limbs! Bleeding!)]

   "Ani—!"

   "Ani!"

   I heard the exclamations of my companions.

  Ani's eyes suddenly appeared in a flash of water, and only the left half of his body was left with a sharp pain that was almost suffocating.

   But he resisted.

   The advantage of the number of people gave him too much chance to win.

   (end of this chapter)