LWGP - Chapter 58
Chapter 58: Disguise
"So many monsters!"
"We can't hold them!"
"Fall back! Get inside the buildings to fight!"
Xiao Jue and his group planned to use the buildings as cover to lessen the pressure of being surrounded, but then they discovered… Bang, bang, bang!
A dense volley of bullets arrived, a sweeping wave that hit the Blade Minions on the fringes of the sixty-strong monster horde.
Turning to look, Wang Peng's eyes lit up.
"The military is here!"
Five military vehicles, their gunfire formidable. These were high-impact military-grade firearms, far more powerful than a typical sniper rifle.
A single volley slowed the minions' advance, pinning them in the center of the intersection.
While hiding, Wang Shu suddenly sensed movement behind him… He whipped his head around to see a Blade Minion lunging ferociously.
Before he could even swing the longsword in his hand, he saw a knife viciously stab it in the neck.
Wang Shu stared, dumbfounded, at the old man who had made the sneak attack.
Qian Cheng said, "What are you looking at? Never seen such a valiant old man? A perfectly good fatty, and besides having a lucky hand, you've got zero combat power. What else are you good for?"
As he spoke, he crouched down to loot the corpse. Wang Shu truly hadn't expected these two old men to be hiding in a shop. But how did a Blade Minion get over here? Weren't they all gathered around the pile of braised pork?
"Five of them took advantage of your fierce battle to try and flank you."
Wang Shu looked toward the voice and saw an even older man than Qian Cheng sitting on a chair by the doorway, one hand resting on his thigh, the other holding a pistol.
Five of them, yet not a single one had actually managed to get behind them to launch a pincer attack. Did that mean they had killed them all?
Were these two old men that strong?
Wang Shu looked closely and felt that the pistol in the old man's hand seemed incredibly powerful. As a firearms enthusiast, he had never seen a handgun like it.
Was it a game product? It didn't seem like it. It looked more like a secret national weapon. The old man had an extraordinary air about him, sitting there as steady as Mount Tai. He was probably no ordinary person.
Well, the capital was crawling with officials, but high-ranking ones were rare. These two old men looked like they belonged to the upper echelons of society.
Wang Shu himself was just a minor nouveau riche, at best ranking among the top in a few counties in Lin City. He wouldn't dare argue with these prestigious figures.
Song Yuanqiao wasn't a man of many words, nor did he mind Wang Shu's scrutiny. Instead, he looked at Qian Cheng, who had just finished looting.
A bag of rice, a bundle of cotton thread.
Song Yuanqiao's gaze was somber. Qian Cheng looked embarrassed and was about to make an excuse when Wang Shu muttered under his breath, "I can't do anything, but my hand is lucky."
Qian Cheng: "!!"
Damn this fatty.
But the fatty turned and ran, scurrying away. His escape route was linked to Wang Jiu's movements.
He only dared to mock him because of Wang Jiu.
"What has the world come to? Even the fatty following that girl dares to talk back to me," Qian Cheng cursed resentfully, only to be met with Song Yuanqiao's faint remark, "If your luck stays this bad, I'll start dissing you too."
You do it, then! Why don't you do it!
All you do is lecture me, you old fart. Ptooey!
But Wang Shu was genuinely worried. While dodging the foul-smelling "landmines" on the ground, he watched the monsters being pinned in the middle of the road by the military's high-intensity gunfire.
They weren't stupid. Seeing how formidable the gunners in those vehicles were, they roared, and three Blade Shieldbearers immediately led over twenty Blade Minions in a charge.
Wait, how did they suddenly get so fast!
Their speed had increased by thirty percent compared to before.
To everyone's shock, the monster horde split in two. One part headed for Qing Yu's group. Qing Yu immediately led four people out of the vehicle, drew their weapons, and charged forward. They would engage in melee while their comrades behind them provided support.
"Let's try to finish this quickly and go help Ms. Wang and the others!"
Why did he specifically mention Ms. Wang?
Qing Yu was a very pragmatic person—he despised evil, and the people Wang Jiu had killed happened to be villains. To be fair, he felt she wasn't a bad person. And that weapon of hers was enough to make him view Wang Jiu through a filter more glorious than the one he reserved for the legendary beauty Xi Shi. If not a Bodhisattva, she was at least a halo-wreathed matriarch.
Ms. Wang, a good person mistreated by fate, yet still facing the sun!
We must help her!
But just as Qing Yu finished speaking, he heard the pained cries of monsters. He looked up and saw Wang Jiu raise her blade and slash. A single, sweeping, crescent-shaped arc directly took the heads of four Blade Minions.
It was just like cutting watermelons.
Qing Yu was astonished, but he had no time to dwell on it. He swung his sword. Clang!!
He took two steps back as the Blade Shieldbearer opposite him blocked with its shield and thrust its blade forward.
Swoosh. Qing Yu sidestepped, letting his companion behind him provide support while he stabbed his sword into its lower back.
Another companion attacked from the other side to assist.
Honestly, the combat power of the others was probably on par with Xiao Jue's, perhaps even a little weaker, but!
The three of them took down the first Blade Shieldbearer in a single encounter.
It was also a 3v1, but this three-person squad was far more formidable than Xiao Jue, Xiao Qing, and Xu Zhiyan.
Technique. Their attack techniques were far superior to Xiao Jue's group; even Wang Jiu couldn't compare.
Every trade has its master.
Moreover, they had the support of dense gunfire from behind to push back the smaller monsters. Qing Yu's group faced this horde with little pressure, but…
Wang Peng couldn't help but say, "I think the ones facing them are under a lot of pressure."
Facing a wave of monsters, an even stronger one at that, Xiao Jue's group didn't charge head-on because Wang Jiu was leading the vanguard.
One slash sent several heads flying. A push of her shield sent seven or eight Blade Minions tumbling back like a line of delicate, easily-pushed-over little lolitas.
In the puddle-filled street, she carved out an open space for herself, surrounded by a swarm of monsters.
Her speed was immense, and she seemed to be constantly roaming and slaughtering, unlike her previous style of standing her ground and advancing with steady kills.
In truth, with her current strength, she could have handled ten Blade Shieldbearers on her own without needing to move around like this, which wasted both time and energy.
Stamina was a finite resource. Was her Stamina so high that she wasn't afraid of wasting it?
Though they couldn't figure it out, Xiao Jue and the others seized the opportunity to rush in and pick off monsters on the periphery. Just as they cleared a wave of minions and were about to press deeper, they heard Wang Jiu say one thing: "Stay away from me."
What, was she afraid they'd steal her kills?
In just that short time, she had already taken down twenty minions and three Blade Shieldbearers!
Just as Xiao Jue and the others had this thought, something happened… Abruptly, a Blade Minion behind Wang Jiu vanished like lightning and reappeared behind her, its dual blades scissoring in for the kill!
The blades were terrifyingly lethal. As if she had eyes in the back of her head, Wang Jiu sidestepped and slid away, evading the intersecting blades. But… its dual blades changed angle almost simultaneously, one slashing at her upper body, the other stabbing at her lower half.
Wang Jiu had already brought her blade down to parry, then raised her shield to block.
Bang! A cracking sound came from the shield.
With just one hit, the shield fractured. Wang Jiu, being very light, was sent flying. In melee combat, the reason heavy shieldbearers took the lead was because of the shield and their own body weight. Lighter individuals generally couldn't serve as heavy shield knights.
Wang Jiu was one such case. For her, the shield was purely for blocking, but her opponent's strength was too great.
Even though she blocked the attack, the heavy blow sent her flying.
As the airborne Wang Jiu was about to crash into a car behind her, she twisted in mid-air, scraped her blade on the ground to change her angle, and turned her back to the car, kicking out with one foot against its body.
Crunch! The car's panel caved in to the depth of a fist from the transferred force, and Wang Jiu immediately leaped onto the roof.
Her leg was fine; after all, her Stamina was 30 points, enough to withstand the trauma of the heavy blow. But it was a close call. Blood trickled down her arm, the previously healed wound having been torn open again.
But if Wang Jiu, who had been slaughtering Blade Shieldbearers, was beaten into such a state by a single blow, then… was this really a Blade Minion?
"That's not right, it's a BOSS! Retreat, now!!" Xiao Jue shouted a warning, quickly leading his people to pull back and create distance.
On the other side, Qian Cheng and the other two in the shop also realized it. This was a BOSS?
It looked exactly like a minion, yet it was a Boss?
But if it wasn't a BOSS, how could it be so powerful, splitting a shield with a single blow? It was terrifying!
"It's a BOSS, and a highly intelligent one. It was deliberately disguised to ambush Wang Jiu."
They all knew that those with high threat values would be targeted by monsters. Wang Jiu's threat was immense, so monsters almost always focused their attacks on her.
The Boss was no exception.
This was why teamwork was so important. A professional team would balance threat values and coordinate their strategy.
But Wang Jiu had always been alone.
Now she was in trouble.
However… she must have been prepared.
Song Yuanqiao thought about how she had just dodged those fatal dual blades. That level of predictive ability was too strong. Her attributes probably weren't high enough for that, and there were no glass surfaces or other reflective objects nearby for her to see what was happening behind her. Therefore, he guessed that her constant movement earlier was to avoid giving the hidden BOSS a fixed target.
But there was another possibility.
Wang Jiu shook off the shield fragments, flicking away the blood on her arm at the same time. She naturally couldn't get any information from the System due to the level difference.
She could only judge the Boss's depth herself.
But she never, ever expected this.
"Human, you knew all along that I was hiding among them."
It spoke. It actually spoke!!
Its voice was somewhat sharp and thin, with a metallic, grating quality.
It was very likely a Bronze-grade Boss.
And although its strength was a bit less than the Black Widow's, its intelligence and terrifying attack speed were more than enough to make up for the difference.
Wang Jiu was stunned for a moment, then replied, "A single Blade Shieldbearer should be able to command about ten Blade Minions. But strangely, ten Blade Shieldbearers moved in perfect unison without any audible communication, which means something of a higher level was commanding them."
The Blade BOSS scraped its dual blades against each other and said, "So you deliberately darted all over the place just to thin out my subordinates."
Wang Jiu didn't respond, instead jumping directly toward the side of the car.
The instant she jumped, the Blade BOSS had already vanished from its spot. It wasn't normal speed; it was more like an ability, a skill.
Charge!
Yes, a charging slash.
When the small Volkswagen was instantly cleaved in two by its charge, Xiao Jue and the others were so horrified they hadn't even caught their breath before retreating another few dozen meters.
This damn thing was clever. It had been deliberately making small talk to distract Wang Jiu and prepare for a charge attack. Luckily, Wang Jiu was just as cunning.
But the minion BOSS pulled out its blade and pointed it casually. "Kill them."
It was pointing at Xiao Jue and the approaching Qing Yu's group.
It needed to focus on killing this human female.
She was not easy to deal with.
Wang Jiu felt she was quite easy to deal with. This BOSS was too strong; she couldn't take it on alone.
As she was now, she was confident she could solo the previous level 5 Bronze Black Widow.
But not this Blade Minion.
Because it was far more intelligent than the Black Widow, and its individual movement speed was extremely fast. She had almost no chance of killing it in close combat, but if it seized an opportunity to charge, her Stamina wasn't high enough to make her defense stronger than a car's.
Therein lay the weakness of a flesh-and-blood body.
This was a racial advantage.
Wang Jiu assessed their relative strengths and weaknesses and quickly put distance between herself and the minion BOSS. But it was catching up. Damn it, it was slightly faster than her!
It was clearly determined to take her life!
Brother Li wasn't weak, but he was already with Xiao Jue's group.
A thought surfaced in Wang Jiu's mind. Lead it over there?
It wasn't out of the question.
After all, ex-boyfriends and other people were made to be sold out.
But it seemed she had a better option.
Wang Jiu glanced up at the intersection. To the upper right, eight people saw that the monsters had been drawn away by the people below. They had been terrified and wanted to hide, but now they could watch the show from above, seemingly preparing to strike after the others had cleared the minions and weakened the BOSS.
So you want to be the oriole, is that it?
Wang Jiu did two things.
1. She ran toward those eight people. You want to pull a fast one on me? Well, two can play at that game.
2. She placed the last treasure chest into the team inventory. She trusted that the fatty would understand instantly.
Of course, Wang Shu understood instantly. Seeing the system notification that a treasure chest had been added to the team inventory, he immediately hid in a corner and opened it. He felt something—it seemed to be a book.
Huh?
Wang Shu froze for a second, then got excited. His first thought was—Holy shit! This can't be a toilet instruction manual, can it?
If it is, next year my grave might have a toilet plunger stuck on it.
And Master would plate it with metal to attract lightning strikes.
In his extreme terror, Wang Shu quickly felt it. Hey, this didn't seem like any instruction manual.
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