Chapter 407: Chapter 394: Reaching the Summit (2nd Update)

Damn it! If Denghis Xisi did this in the outside world, Jiang Qiao could just let Hai Lan devour Denghis Xisi’s BUFF and turn it into Creation Energy.

Moreover, in the outside world Denghis Xisi wouldn’t have the power to… strengthen the spirit like this.

But here it’s different. This is a world where even Hai Lan can’t enter, the Beheading Squad’s transportation magic is all blocked, and there isn’t even a communication function; players can only chat using communication programs from Heavenly Palace tools.

If players were compared to a container, then the level cap would be the container’s storage limit. The liquid stored inside a max-level player’s container would likely occupy about ninety percent of it, and Zhao Mingwei’s level of player would have a slightly larger container limit.

As for the excess experience drawn by the players, it all went to Hai Lan. But here in the Conscious Space of Black Tide Island, Hai Lan couldn’t absorb the excess experience and power from the players, and what Denghis Xisi was doing right now was… madly injecting more into the container, trying to burst it.

Even if it couldn’t burst, he aimed to at least crack the container.

What’s even more infuriating… Jiang Qiao had been instantly killed by Denghis Xisi!

Jiang Qiao broke away from the team’s rhythm to save the tasty white snake, which according to the instance guide, meant to aggro recklessly on his own.

Denghis Xisi’s combat power and skills far exceeded Jiang Qiao’s expectations. In their encounter, after discovering that he couldn’t deal with Jiang Qiao in the same way, he immediately used an offensive skill to kill Jiang Qiao.

After his death, Jiang Qiao didn’t choose to revive with a legendary item named “Parting Tears” from his bag but instead opted to exit the instance and even the game directly.

When Jiang Qiao opened his eyes on the couch, Hai Lan was by his side, clutching his arm; Jiang Qiao had logged into the game using his phone.

This method effectively alleviated the fatigue from gaming, while Hai Lan was next to him absorbing the spiritual power Denghis Xisi had forcibly infused into Jiang Qiao’s body.

Therefore, Denghis Xisi’s BUFF attack was ineffective against Jiang Qiao.

“Jiang Qiao, why didn’t you let me into the Conscious Space of Black Tide Island?” Hai Lan puffed her cheeks with annoyance as she saw Jiang Qiao awaken.

Hai Lan could have entered the core consciousness of Black Tide Island using Jiang Qiao as a medium, but the medium was too small, akin to a thin water pipe. Hai Lan’s core consciousness had to slowly build up her full power bit by bit after entering.

If anything unexpected occurred to Hai Lan during this process… it would all be over.

“You are the server entity! The power of Black Tide Island is assimilation; if you enter, you give Black Tide Island the chance to completely corrupt the server.”

Jiang Qiao didn’t give Hai Lan any further explanation and instead ran into his study, turned on the computer, and… started a Raccoon livestream.

The Beheading Squad now only had twelve members left. Aside from Zhao Mingwei, they had all started streaming on Raccoon Livestreaming, which was an absolute carnival for the Raccoon Livestreaming officials and the legion of fans.

The top and most badass pros from all major clubs were streaming, and they were teaming up to play the same instance! What kind of dream team combination was this?

The only dissatisfaction for the fans might be that the instance they were streaming was Spirit, not Conflict.

Jiang Qiao opened up the livestreams of all twelve Beheading Squad members. The one with the highest popularity was Juan Canyun’s stream. Juan Canyun had a lot of girlfriend fans and mother fans, which led to a barrage of comments like “Who is this woman?” “Why does she get to hold Little Weng’s hand!” “Tsk, isn’t her figure that of a supermodel?” during his close interactions with Lady Calamity in the instance.

The chat almost erupted in riots until it calmed down somewhat after a series of replies like “NPC! Lady Calamity is an NPC in Spirit, not a real person!”

Jiang Qiao’s main focus was Black Pot’s stream. As an older player nearing retirement from Active Nucleus, his popularity wasn’t very high, and he was ranked around twenty-first in the Spirit section, with three to four hundred thousand viewers.

Now, Black Pot was the second to arrive at the scene, and he did not make the same mistake as Jiang Qiao–rashly aggroing.

But the problem was that Denghis Xisi didn’t care whether you aggroed or not. Upon discovering Black Pot, he immediately engaged in combat with him.

“When did my attack speed become so fast? And this BOSS has so many skills.”

Black Pot, holding his revolver, performed a dance amid a shower of bullet casings with Denghis Xisi. The Wandering Gunman was the class he loved to show off the most, and Black Pot was a player who enjoyed being flashy.

However, because of his age, he couldn’t be as flashy on the stage, but at this moment, it was as if Black Pot had returned to his peak form.

This sensation of both his consciousness and his physical speed being infinitely accelerated, with everything around him seemingly slowing down, was extremely exhilarating for Black Pot.

He fully unleashed that combat power, hitting Denghis Xisi with a Floating Bullet that lifted him into the air, slowing his descent considerably.

Black Pot began a series of cooldown-free combos: multiple headshots, wild shots, Multiple Headshots, and Double Eagle Rotation.

In the livestream, Black Pot’s figure flitted around Denghis Xisi like a ghost, with Denghis Xisi defending against Black Pot’s attacks using various moves, but under the barrage of bullets, more and more skull marks fired from the Death Revolver appeared on his body.

Denghis Xisi’s health rapidly declined, and at that moment, Black Pot felt as though he had realized something, a strange palpitation. As Black Pot took aim and fired another shot at Denghis Xisi, a black feather slowly fell in front of him.

What was this?

Black Pot was startled for a moment, and suddenly he remembered something Xingxing had mentioned in a casual conversation with Zhao Mingwei…

“Bro Xixiao, you might be about to complete your second awakening.”

‘What is the Second Awakening? Is it an update for later versions?’

‘No, according to the background setting of your profession, the Mind Energy Masters from the Far East can sublimate their power once more after obtaining all the Mind Energy tattoos. You have five already, don’t you?’

At that time, Caramel also crowded over and asked a question…

‘Does my profession have a Second Awakening too?’

‘Every profession definitely has one, Wandering Gunmen included.’

‘My first awakening turned me directly into a Death Revolver. What kind of impressive name could there possibly be for a second one?’

‘I’ve read about your second awakening in a book. It’s called, I think…’

Sky-Ruling Wings!

Caramel had originally thought all these were just imposing settings within the game, but now he felt he was grasping something. The combat skills of a Wandering Gunman had an even higher realm! This wasn’t something measurable by game levels.

The absolute pinnacle of marksmanship, like wings streaking across the sky!

The moment Caramel extended his hand to touch the feather floating before him, a severe pain suddenly shot through his body. A convulsive agony made him miss the pitch-black feather by inches.

“Do you really think you are worthy of this power, spirit…” Denghis Xisi’s voice rose in front of Caramel, the pitch-black feather instantly vanished, and when Caramel tried to stand up to fight back, he found that he couldn’t control his own body.

“The power you currently possess is merely borrowed,” said Denghis Xisi, grabbing Caramel by the neck and lifting him, looking somewhat pitifully at him.

Caramel shakily raised the revolver in his arm, aiming to pull the trigger at Denghis Xisi, but with a wave of his hand, Denghis Xisi knocked the Death Revolver out of Caramel’s hand.

“Your fragile bodies in the real world were never meant to wield such power,” Denghis Xisi said, channeling more and more power into Caramel’s body, “You’re not any kind of hero… spirit!”

The next second, Denghis Xisi sensed danger approaching and threw Caramel aside, but he was still a step too late.

The roar of the dragon and tiger tore at his face, sending Denghis Xisi flying with a punch.

He completed a roll in mid-air and landed on the ground steadily, looking at Zhao Mingwei standing before him.

“So you think you’re worthy?” Zhao Mingwei asked Denghis Xisi.

Before Denghis Xisi could respond, he felt danger coming from behind him, and the sound of moonlight blossoming left numerous fierce sword marks on his back.

Yet Denghis Xisi still caught Caramel, who had attacked him. The Martial God Strong Kick and Time-Space Slash, two terrible awakenings, were released on Caramel.

Healing values of +81234 and +79213 jumped off Caramel, sending him flying backwards to land on the ground.

Such a powerful infusion of spiritual power was something that the spirit’s weak body in the real world could definitely not endure.

But Caramel stood up again.

“It really does have an attribute-boosting effect. Is it a bug? Or some other mechanic? But… the final boss is simpler than that guy.”

Caramel held his Moonlight Sword with one hand and pulled out a weapon given to him by Thorne with the other.

Shadowless Sword!

Denghis Xisi, stunned to see Caramel unaffected, charged directly towards Caramel, who was lying on the ground, but suddenly a long spear fell in front of Caramel, warding off Denghis Xisi.

The next second, Juan Canyun appeared beside the spear, executing a spiral penetration. The Unrivaled Gun Qi released from Juan Canyun’s spear forced Denghis Xisi to widen the gap between him and Caramel.

“Are you okay, senior?” Juan Canyun asked Caramel lying on the ground.

“No… no big deal, I think I just got a little too excited and twisted my waist,” said Caramel, holding his waist.

“Then leave this place to us,” Juan Canyun declared, staring at the distant Denghis Xisi.

Caramel tried to get up, but the pain in his waist made it impossible to move. After looking at Juan Canyun’s retreating figure, he sighed lightly and reluctantly logged out of the game.

“Ah, I have to admit I’m getting old.”

Caramel lay on the ground and suddenly saw a black feather falling from the sky. He instinctively reached out to catch the black feather, but it got further and further away from him.

“Damn it! I’m only twenty-eight years old, too young to be old! Ouch! It hurts! I’m logging off, going to find some Yunnan Baiyao ointment.”