Chapter 55 Don't Need Two Hegemons on the Same Path

In less than ten seconds, Shiva was caught by the beam, and in an instant, he was frozen in ice. The volume of this ice block was moderate, just like a coffin, wrapping Shiva from head to toe.

But that didn't mean Feng Bujue had won...

The seven stone disks of the Heavenly Dance Hourglass split into two groups, three remaining by Feng Bujue's side, and four flying back to Shiva.

The nine light beams from the three stone disks shot out continuously from the same angle, all hitting the barrel of the Freezing Pulse Gun. The muzzle was immediately pushed away by the force, forcing Feng Bujue to stop the pulse output.

The twelve light beams from the other four stone disks accurately shot at the ice that bound Shiva's hands and feet, shattering parts of it.

For Shiva, as long as his limbs regained mobility, escaping the restraint would not be difficult. He broke the ice around him in a few strokes, escaped the area, and slipped into an alley.

"You are very similar to me, Feng Bujue," Shiva said, hiding behind the corner of the wall. "You can see through your opponent's moves at a glance and immediately understand what kind of fighting style can make you win."

"Is it a compliment for the second-ranked player on the combat power list to say such a thing to me?" Feng Bujue replied, approaching slowly. However, because he was wearing the Cold-Blooded Armor, he walked very slowly, and every step made a loud noise.

"Being praised by someone like me, besides feeling happy, you should be more afraid." As Shiva spoke, the seven stone disks quickly flew into the corner where he was hiding, temporarily out of Feng Bujue's sight.

"Afraid? Ha... why?" Feng Bujue laughed.

"Is it hard to understand?" Shiva said. "Then I'll make it clearer." He paused. "Having the talent to rival top experts is not a good thing, because..." He flashed out of the corner, with a large floating hourglass following beside him, "There's no need for two hegemons on the same path."

In that instant, a blue light flashed on the hourglass, and a burst of majestic power erupted.

Seeing this, Feng Bujue knew that this was definitely a killing move from the opponent and could not be taken lightly. But he was wearing heavy armor, making it difficult to move. Plus, he had to hold the guns with both hands, so he couldn't use Death Poker to defend.

So, he decided to tough it out...

At least on a physical level, the defensive ability of the Cold-Blooded Armor was undoubtedly higher than the [Shield]'s effect. As long as the opponent didn't use some strange non-physical attack, Feng Bujue was seventy to eighty percent confident that he could withstand it.

But Shiva used a mental attack...

He had already seen the defensive power of the Cold-Blooded Armor and was wary of the bombs on Feng Bujue's body. With these two reasons, attacking with brute force was obviously unwise.

Therefore, he used the "Water" special effect of the [Heavenly Dance Hourglass]: [Purge], ignoring physical defense, and launching a wave of mental erosion on an enemy, adding the "Purge" state to the target for thirty seconds. Based on the target's fear response, a certain percentage of survival points will be lost every second (at least 1%). After use, the Water Stone Disk will shatter and can only be restored by returning to the login space.

From a player's perspective, although Shiva couldn't completely determine the authenticity of the bombs, he was certain that the so-called "the bomb will explode if you lose consciousness" was definitely a lie.

If a player loses consciousness, it means they turn into white light and disappear, and the items (bombs) on their body will also leave the script. And if those bombs cannot be taken out of the script, then as a non-plot-related consumable, it will immediately stop working, returning to the "untouched" state for other players to pick up; it would not explode.

This setting is to prevent some players who know they are about to die in similar modes from maliciously setting traps before leaving the script, thereby affecting the subsequent development of the script.

Shiva, who was familiar with the rules, naturally knew these details, so he used the ultimate move that he had originally planned to leave for Qisha on Feng Bujue.

If this mental attack successfully killed the opponent (in Shiva's opinion, the probability of success was extremely high), he would not only be able to seize the armor and gun of the Iceman, but also possibly obtain the powerful Cloudburst Bomb. Then, it would be worth it to use [Purge].

"This move is quite sharp..." Feng Bujue said in a strange tone.

At this moment, what Jue-Ge saw before his eyes was a group of shadowy, bizarre, and terrifying scenes. He also heard ghosts crying and howling, including all kinds of creepy, miserable sounds.

The effect of [Purge] seemed similar to Scarecrow's fear gas, but they were actually two different paths. Scarecrow induced inner fear in humans, while [Purge] was the most direct "horror," a physiological stimulus from the outside.

For example, when we hear the sound of fingernails scratching glass, we get goosebumps because the frequency of this sound is high, which stimulates the eardrum, and then the brain makes a corresponding response.

In a neural connection game, even stimuli beyond the conventional five senses can be simulated and transmitted by the system...

After being hit by this move, no matter how calm and rational a person is, their fear value will rise due to their physiological instincts. Under the influence of Purge, most people will become unable to resist. Not to mention thirty seconds, as long as the fear value is around 50%, maintaining it for ten seconds will drain their survival points.

"Hmph... it's over." Looking at Feng Bujue standing there blankly, Shiva snorted coldly and muttered with confidence. He couldn't wait to open the game menu and wait for the other party's status to change to "Dead."

As a result, he waited for thirty seconds...

Half a minute later, Feng Bujue was standing there perfectly fine, saying, "Is that all?"

"Hey... hey hey hey!" The ten thousand grass mud horses in Shiva's heart passed by in the opposite direction again. "He didn't die? How is that possible? People who are hit by this move don't even have time to drink blood potions..."

"Well... I thought this move was so powerful. It only dropped 30% of my survival points, and it took a full thirty seconds, ha!" Feng Bujue commented disdainfully. "The interference effect on the senses is okay, but I'm wearing armor, and you didn't take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack. In the end, it was all for naught."

Hearing this, Shiva's own fear value rose a few points again, thinking: This is a joke! There has never been anyone who didn't die after being hit by Purge! You only lost 30% of your survival points? Isn't that the theoretical minimum value? Is your fear value always zero? Are you really human?

"I'm really sorry, from the beginning of the script until just now, I underestimated you... I didn't expect that there are guys like you in the world..." Shiva's eyes changed, becoming unprecedentedly serious. "Feng Bujue, I should use a different attitude to face an opponent of your level."

"Oh? What is—" Before Feng Bujue could finish speaking, his expression suddenly changed, and his pupils dilated rapidly in an instant.

Because at that moment, Shiva suddenly turned into a phantom, rushing towards Feng Bujue with explosive speed, his face full of murderous intent: "An attitude where I don't mind dying with you."