Moreover, after testing them just now, Zuo Lin'an discovered that these three surprisingly hadn't used any specter items or talents. Either they hadn't had the time to use them, or... using them had no effect.
He felt that if he didn't make a move now, he would be letting himself down.
Taking advantage of the fact that the three hadn't reacted yet, he instantly tossed aside the corpse in his hand and appeared behind one of the Third-Rate martial artists, whose face was the most terrified, in the blink of an eye.
Just like before, he directly pierced the man's neck with a knife from behind, severing his spine. At the same time, he used his specter aura to keep him alive before quietly carrying him away.
As the specter aura dissipated, the remaining two finally let out a small sigh of relief, but they quickly realized someone was missing.
“Second Brother?”
The Second-Rate martial artist big brother asked the other person in a low voice, “Where is he?”
“I... I don't know. He was just here a moment ago.”
Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly realized something was off and pointed a trembling finger at the person lying on the ground.
“Big Brother, do... do you want to take a look at the one on the ground? It... it doesn't seem to be a specter.”
The Second-Rate martial artist stiffened, his expression instantly turning dark and unsightly. Only then did he suddenly recall that when he struck out with his palm just now, the touch had felt... warm?
He took a deep breath, slowly crouching down to examine it.
The moment he touched the body, he realized it really was a human!
His hands trembling slightly, he flipped the corpse over with a glimmer of hope. Then, the two of them saw a somewhat familiar face.
“It's a player!”
He remembered. He had seen this person on the mountaintop earlier.
It was an ordinary person who hadn't practiced martial arts. His eyes were cloudy, and his face was pale and sickly—clearly a weak, ailing person.
“He's dead...”
This person was already dead!
But he couldn't be sure right now whether the man was already dead to begin with or if he had been killed by his own strike.
“That's impossible,” he muttered.
“Just now, there was clearly a specter aura. That bone-chilling cold felt like it could freeze my very bones. How could this be a living person?”
The lackey beside him spoke up somewhat apprehensively.
“A specter definitely appeared just now. It can control living people to attack us, making us mistake them for specters and strike them down, ultimately causing us to be killed by the unsolvable specter.”
“Big Brother, what should we do now?”
The Second-Rate martial artist's eyes were vacant, as if his soul had been sucked out. He stared blankly at the corpse on the ground.
Only now did he recall that the way this person had looked just now was exactly like someone who had been knocked out and then had his body controlled by something invisible.
“Can... can I still live?”
If it were an ordinary specter, he would still have ways to deal with it.
But an unsolvable specter... no means of obstruction would work against it, and its revenge was guaranteed to succeed!
In other words, he was doomed to die!
“Big Brother?”
At this moment, the big brother couldn't hear a single word.
He suddenly scrambled to his feet, abandoned his lackey, and bolted. In the blink of an eye, his figure plunged into the darkness and vanished from sight!
“Hey, Big Brother, wait for me!”
The man wanted to chase after him, but he quickly realized that his big brother was about to be hunted down by an unsolvable specter, so he instantly froze.
“Should I... chase after him? Maybe I should just go back to the mountaintop. The mountaintop is safer.”
His mind was still relatively sharp. He immediately spun around and headed back the way he came. At this point, he couldn't care less about food.
Just as the two were fleeing, Zuo Lin'an had finished executing his Death Rule. He casually flicked the blood off his knife and observed them from his God's-eye view.
He noticed that the Second-Rate martial artist was running around like a headless chicken. However, after a moment, the man seemed to snap out of it, changing direction to run toward the mountain where the campfire was located.
Meanwhile, the Third-Rate martial artist was heading back the way he came.
Although they shared the same destination, it looked like they wouldn't cross paths on the road.
Furthermore, a strange specter aura was already rising from the body of the player who had been beaten to death. In his estimation, it would fully form in less than a minute.
Zuo Lin'an stroked his chin. After some careful thought, he still planned to intercept the Third-Rate martial artist.
The other one would naturally be dealt with by the unsolvable specter, so he didn't need to worry about him at all.
What the two had just experienced must absolutely not be revealed to the other players, especially Zhang Tinglei and Jin Youwu.
Zuo Lin'an's figure vanished from the spot, and before long, he caught up to his target.
“Whew... whew... whew...”
Heavy, ragged panting echoed in the darkness as someone ran for his life.
Meanwhile, a bone-chilling specter aura had already quietly spread, enveloping the vicinity.
“So cold... so cold...”
He felt the freezing chill. This was death beckoning to him!
At this point, he was only at the Third-Rate Rank, having just broken through to it. He didn't have much true qi in his body, and performing qinggong earlier had already nearly depleted it.
Now, he was running solely on his physical stamina.
“Too slow! Too slow!!”
“Faster!”
He panted heavily. With every ragged breath, he could feel that the air he inhaled was getting colder and colder.
“The specter...”
It was coming for him.
Panting heavily, his face filled with terror and unease, he looked around.
However, there was nothing but dead silence and darkness around him.
“Why is it chasing me?”
“It was clearly Big Brother... He was the one who killed you! It has nothing to do with me!”
He still thought the one chasing him was the unsolvable specter.
Just then, he suddenly heard a heart-wrenching, blood-curdling scream from the distance.
Moreover, the voice sounded very familiar.
“Big Brother?”
Hearing the sound, he realized something was wrong.
“Wait, no...”
The unsolvable specter went after Big Brother.
Then... the one hunting him down right now must be the dungeon's specter?
“Whew...”
He immediately stopped running and relaxed quite a bit.
“Scared me to death.”
“I thought it was the unsolvable specter...”
He had a look of sheer relief on his face.
Seeing this, Zuo Lin'an, who was preparing to strike from the shadows, actually hesitated.
Was this person bluffing?
Or... did he really have a trump card?
He watched as the man rested against a tree for a moment before leisurely walking back.
Zuo Lin'an pondered for a moment and casually picked up a stone from the ground.
Under normal circumstances, a specter in a dungeon definitely couldn't do this.
But a Human-Specter Symbiont was an exception.
He aimed at the back of the player's head, carefully controlling his strength to avoid killing him in one shot.
After all, the dungeon had an underlying rule: as the dungeon boss, he could only kill players using rules.
Yes, this angle was good.
The force shouldn't be too strong.
Since he was currently in his specter body, being too forceful wouldn't do.
Toss!
Yet, when he threw the stone, the other party didn't even attempt to dodge.
With a soft thud as the stone made contact with the skull, the man collapsed straight onto the ground.
...
Seeing this, Zuo Lin'an was startled!
Dead?!
No, wait... his chest was still rising and falling, and he was still breathing.
He was still alive!
Soon after, a trace of suspicion flashed through his eyes.
Is he knocked out? For real?
“Could he be faking it?”
He checked carefully, only to find that the man's breathing was steady and he was completely unconscious.
In other words, he had really been knocked unconscious by a single stone thrown by Zuo Lin'an.
“That's not right, is it?”
This guy is a Third-Rate martial artist, after all!
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