Gamers Are Fierce-Chapter 842 - 841: Collapse

"What are those... things..."

Geleluo Star's voice trembled slightly, even though he was only looking at the remote transmission, he could feel the unstoppable terror from the giant lion.

Inside Sure Win's helmet, there was fog from his breathing,

He clenched and released his fist several times to calm himself, and whispered: "Judging by their sudden appearance and the belts they're wearing, they might be players.

I've reviewed the profiles of all three hundred players who made it into the Lost World, and they are definitely not among them."

"Could they be Otherworldly Players from another world?"

Black Trojan forced himself to stay calm and said seriously: "Impossible...

Otherworldly Players are like urban legends, aren't they?

Besides, this is only the penultimate stage, with three hundred people yet to compete for the final fifty spots, how could Otherworldly Players suddenly intrude..."

"Not sure."

Sure Win said in a low voice: "I've saved the footage captured earlier,

but they are not using any language from Earth, and the System didn't translate for us.

To understand their conversation, we need more language samples,

or we need to use the All Language Mastery skill right in front of them."

"No! Do not engage."

Sunset Gold Smelter suddenly said: "Let's go, we're leaving here. Head to the 11th floor.

They're above us at seven o'clock, 1.5 kilometers away, while a passage from the 10th to the 11th floor is at one o'clock, 3 kilometers away.

If we move now, we'll reach the 11th floor before they descend, then go to the 12th and 13th floors."

Geleluo Star paused at his words: "But this door..."

"No buts."

Sunset Gold Smelter raised his palm, quickly speaking while commanding all drones to land and retract into equipment space: "If they are Otherworldly Players, it's no longer a matter between guilds.

We need to share this information with others immediately..."

Boom!

A massive sound erupted from the dome, interrupting Sunset Gold Smelter's words.

The sturdy ceiling cracked, and countless stones fell like a rainstorm.

Boom!

Another loud noise shook the immense space, the ground beneath the four players trembled violently.

"Go!"

Sunset Gold Smelter shouted to his companions.

In the next second, the dome exploded open, and weighty debris crashed down.

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Lost World, 51st floor.

"Cough cough—"

A fierce coughing echoed through the vast space as David lay sideways on a massive brick, spitting blood that stained the scaffold surgery mirror embedded in it.

Unfazed, he wiped the blood off the mirror, inserting the Scalpel into the open wound in his abdomen, excising the organs' sickly green portions and discarding them.

Then he stitched up the wound with biological thread.

Finally, he used a healing skill to erase the scars.

"Whew..."

David exhaled, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and put the surgery mirror back into his backpack.

He stood up, washed away the remaining blood with water from a bottle, and looked at Abel, Cain, and Ares sitting nearby.

It's been more than ten hours since they surrounded Cold Waterstone, 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Yet the Jade Long Knife in Cold Waterstone's hand continued to inflict relentless harm, dimming their limbs, solidifying blood, and decaying organs,

forcing them to cut away their organs periodically to eliminate the toxins that kept regenerating.

Not deadly, just bothersome.

"Forty minutes left."

Cain glanced at his watch and whispered: "We need to move, the collapse will soon reach the 51st floor."

"Yeah."

David nodded silently. Starting from the 55th floor, they had discerned the Lost World's pattern.

Every three hours, the topmost floor would collapse, engulfing the whole floor.

Players on upper floors must find a passage to the lower floors within a stipulated time to escape being buried.

As for the reason for the collapse...

David raised his head, gazing at the dark dome, as if he could peer through the heavy bricks to see above,

the fifty giant tentacles that fold together every three hours...

Step, step, step.

Suddenly, heavy footsteps and sounds of metal breaking and twisting echoed through the silent ruins.

As if something incredibly hefty was treading across a field of metal debris, approaching them.

David exchanged a glance with Abel, their eyes remained calm.

All of them ranked within the top 15 on the personal power leaderboard; even Cold Waterstone at third place could only retreat when besieged by four.

"Other model of security guard?

Fine, let's eliminate it, collect more comics..."

David muttered to himself while putting on a brand-new Federal Bureau of Investigation Supernatural Accident Place standard suit,

gripping the Golden Spear with his other hand, he ascended the brick's peak, gazing towards the sound of heavy footsteps.

There it was...

David squinted,

In the dim light, 500 meters away, a large bulky figure slowly approached.

A beast over four meters long,

Its body covered with messy black fur, its face adorned with white short hair resembling a Mask,

Bearing a layer of roughly crafted, heavy Metal Armor,

Its massive paws pressed down on the metal debris, leaving clear footprints as if it were pressing tofu.

A beast?

Or another player's summon?

David tilted his head, weighing the Judgement Spear in his hand, casually throwing it towards the Armored Black Bear.

Among European Heavy Industry Group's players, none possessed such a summoning skill, so attacking was reasonable.

Still, to avoid the possibility of it being an NPC within the Lost World, capable of providing communication benefits or any other advantages,

David deliberately refrained from throwing the spear directly at the Armored Black Bear, but aimed a distance ahead of it.

He intended to intimidate it while assessing the bear's strength level.

The Judgement Spear shone brilliantly, traversing 500 meters instantly, yet failed to land.

David's pupils shrank suddenly,

On the back of the Armored Black Bear, a chameleon-like creature appeared quietly, lashing its long tongue around the Golden Spear.

As the Judgement Spear burst into brilliant light, accelerating onward,

Nonetheless, the chameleon's tongue remained firm, akin to a boulder, refusing to let go even after the spear exhausted its light and energy.

"..."

The chameleon, with its bulging eyes on either side, rotated erratically before finally locking onto David in the distance.