Happy was confident that he could instantly kill one enemy, even two…
By doing so, he would definitely attract Wild Wolves' attention. In fact, he would attract the Prophet's attention, who had never shown his face before.
However, Happy did not care about this.
If he did this, the situation in both worlds would become a little more similar!
By then, he would be working with both Wandering Know-it-alls to fight against Wild Wolves and the Prophet!
Chapter 970 - Flame Wolf
The three elites from Wild Wolves stayed at Gusu City's Jade Gate Restaurant to drink after they left Guanlin Temple. Their expressions were incredibly dark.
To ambush and kill Wandering Know-it-all's only disciple, Wind Chimes, in the operation this time, Wild Wolves and the Prophet spent a total of two months to stage their plan. During that period of time, they mobilized a large amount of human resources and material resources. They even used the precious spies they set up in the Chinese server!
They had even forced Wind Chimes to use her forbidden technique, Sky Demon Plays the Zither. Their operation was practically a success by that point, but it was destroyed because of a stranger.
They failed! And failure was something rare in Wild Wolves' records.
However, this time, it caused the trio to be filled with a refusal to admit defeat, along with anger. That was why when they failed, all three simultaneously chose to stay instead of leaving the Chinese server immediately to shake off Wandering Know-it-all's pursuit as soon as possible.
No one knew how much time had passed, but a man who had the corner of his lips cut into a cleft lip drank while he snorted in disp.l.e.a.s.u.r.e. "Think about whether you want to continue with the operation or not! After all, once we failed in this operation, we can be considered to have wasted a two full months' worth of time and effort. There's no need for me to even mention the money we spent in this. We already lost the reward in the mission, and that in itself is already worth one hundred million. We've failed in the quest, and we won't get to spend money when we go back. I can't make that person embarrassed—"
"Wait!" The person who was killed by Happy looked up. His face was cold, and his tone was dark and ghastly when he spoke, "What is it now? Are you holding a grudge against me just because we didn't complete the mission?"
When he reached the latter half of his sentence, with a dangerous and fierce presence, he stared at the person who spoke.
But that person was not a submissive person either. He treated the underlying threat as if it was nothing, snorted, and turned his head to the side, tapped against the table, and said, "I only know that there were three sections to this mission. The ambush and baiting parts were done smoothly. We successfully forced the target into a useless person. The last part of the mission is also the simplest part. But something happened. Not only did you not kill that useless person, you even tell me that a mysterious elite appeared, saved the target, and killed you." The mockery in his words was already very clear.
"Golden Rakkhasa!" Anger flashed on his face, and the swordsman who was killed by Happy was unable to hold back but strike the table and stand up. "Don't try to sound deliberately mysterious! Alright, I admit! In the beginning, I did indeed underestimate the enemy, but there is no room for doubt in that person's strength. If you were in my place, you might not be able to do any better than I did."
"Really?" Golden Rakkhasa, the man with the cleft lip and who was the one who mocked the one Happy killed, laughed coldly. "If we get the chance, I'd like to meet him. I'll see how he killed our Bloody Hell Saber."
"You—"
"Enough! Could you two stop talking?!" When he saw that the two were ready to jump at each other's throats, and the atmosphere between them was tense, the person who had not said anything all this while at the table finally decided to mediate the situation. "I've already managed to find out about the person Bloody Hell told me. He's indeed a new top-class elite in the Chinese server."
"There's really such a person around?" When he heard this, Golden Rakkhasa frowned slightly and said, "How is it that I've never heard about him before?"
Even though their job in Wild Wolves was to receive information about their mission, carry out their mission, and complete their mission, making it so that information gathering had nothing to do with them, during the period of time they were in the Chinese server, they gained some understanding about the Chinese server for some time, and they had indeed never heard about this person before.
"He just rose to power recently, and his situation is the same as ours right now. He also has the Killer Star effect. Right now, there is probably no one in the Chinese server who doesn't know his name."
"Just rose to power recently? Flame Wolf, go into detail with it." When Bloody Hell Saber heard that Happy seemed to be rather famous in the Chinese server, he felt much more relaxed. However, he was a little curious about the fact that Happy had just risen to power recently, and he could not help but want to learn more about him so that it would be easier for him next time when he took his revenge. After all, once Wild Wolves suffered a setback, they would never delay in setting things straight. They would definitely take revenge when the chance arose.
Flame Wolf let the curtains fall, and he told his two other teammates all the information about Happy along with the things that he did during this period of time.
There were certain things that caused Golden Rakkhasa and Bloody Hell Saber to be shocked, but they also regarded some of his feats in disdain.
They were incredibly shocked by how Happy was able to recover from coma and his glorious period before he returned to the game.
Even though Wild Wolves never appeared during that period of time, during the grand festival that was the Sword Among Us Tournament at Mount Hua, countless elites popped up like mushrooms after a shower from all around the world, and it could be considered as a major chapter during that era.
However, they regarded some of the feats Happy did after he returned to the game in disdain. They were not shocked like normal people.
Regardless of the people in Blood Alliance or Class One Hall, they might appear to be powerful people to the normal players in the Chinese server.
But to Wild Wolves, who was a powerful organization that was "worshipped" by multiple sects in the whole world and did not need to worry about money, Blood Alliance and Class One Hall was not that much stronger than a colony of ants.
Only a handful of elites in the Chinese server at the level of One Emperor and Phantasmal Shadow could attract their attention, and hence, those people whose names they had never heard about could never be able to enter their sights.
That was why when they heard that Happy had actually taken advantage of the situation, uploaded a battle replay, and pushed it to the top ten of the pay-to-view battle replay system, Golden Rakkhasa and Bloody Hell Saber simultaneously put on envious, jealous, and disbelieving expressions.
"I might as well upload my killing videos and see whether I can get some money out of it. Then I can become rich overnight—"
Before Golden Rakkhasa was done lamenting, Bloody Hell Saber mocked him with a cool tone, "If you upload a video of you killing yourself, the possibility of that selling like hotcakes will actually be higher than you selling a video about you killing people."
Golden Rakkhasa stared straight into Bloody Hell Saber's eyes. "Bloody Hell Saber… I'll definitely take revenge for you."
"Get lost!" Bloody Hell Saber responded frankly.
With Flame Wolf mediating the situation, the tense atmosphere filled with killing intent was finally gone, but only slightly.
But soon, Flame Wolf, who had been paying attention to the streets outside, scowled. "But we've been sitting here for half a day, and Wandering Know-it-all hasn't done anything yet. Could it be that he can actually tolerate the fact that we tried to ambush his disciple?"
"Duh." Golden Rakkhasa's expression turned dark, and he snorted coldly. "Wind Chimes did
n't die, but all three of us did. I reckon that Wandering Know-it-all is happy above anything else right now. Whatever you thought would happen will definitely not appear."
"...That's right." Bloody Hell Saber looked up and agreed with Golden Rakkhasa. "Forget about the fact that Wind Chimes didn't die. Even if she died, we can't really say whether Wandering Know-it-all will mobilize forces and send them to their deaths. It's impossible for him to not know the meaning behind us staying together. We might even be able to destroy the major sects in Gusu City on a whim!"
"That's why I don't like dealing with smart people. I've worked hard for this mission for two months, and I still failed, bloody hell. Next time, when we take up missions, we might as well just fix a price judging by how much we need to use our heads…" Golden Rakkhasa snorted humorously.
The three people at the table then fell silent.
"Since there is a possibility that Wandering Know-it-all won't come, if we want to regain our losses, we can only take the path I mentioned before this." A few minutes later, Flame Wolf spoke up once more.
His gaze swept over Bloody Hell Saber and Golden Rakkhasa's faces. "If you have other opinions about it, you can voice them out now. If you don't, we're taking action."
"I agree!"
"No comment."
The other spoke at the same time. Golden Rakkhasa leaned back a little. He looked indifferent while he said, "This mission wasted two months of my time. If I return empty-handed, my wives will definitely end up losing so much money at gambles that they will pawn off everything, even their u.n.d.e.r.w.e.a.r…"
"It's not convenient for us to continue contacting the spies. We have to kill a large group of people to ensure that we can leave the Chinese server while the Killer Star effect is on us. There's no time to waste, let's go."
All three agreed to the plan. They stood up swiftly, and they looked like iron towers leaving Jade Gate Restaurant with aloof and grim presences.
Quite a number of players at the ground floor of Jade Gate Restaurant saw that they were dressed in full sets of fourth-echelon demon vessels or divine weapons, and they longed for equipment so much that their mouths began salivating.
However, when Golden Rakkhasa, who looked positively murderous, swept his gaze over them, all the people who met his eyes shuddered, and they looked down to avoid his gaze.
"This is Gusu City, could you not look so fierce?"
When they walked out of Jade Gate Restaurant, Flame Wolf reminded Golden Rakkhasa with a resigned expression.
Golden Rakkhasa looked surprised. "Fierce? Are you sure you're not joking? Didn't you see that I was just smiling at his female companion just now?"
"Alright. Then please stop smiling and remain calm as much as possible in front of other people… Yes, this look is perfect."
Golden Rakkhasa said nothing. His expression was so dark that he looked like there were thunderclouds above him.
"What are you looking at, Bloody Hell Saber?" Flame Wolf noticed that there was something strange about Blood Hell Saber's expression.
Bloody Hell Saber's eyes were fixed on a stall not far ahead of him, or rather, his eyes were fixed on the stall owner. His gaze was clearly incredibly grave and wary, and his entire body was tense. This was a reaction that he would only have when he ran into powerful enemies.
"That person's figure is very similar to the person who killed me." When Bloody Hell Saber said those words, Golden Rakkhasa and Flame Wolf's expressions changed at the same time.
People like them were very accurate when it came to identifying their enemies' figures and presences. As long as they saw them once, they would never forget them.
Once they heard Bloody Hell Saber's words, they became tense. They circulated their true qi and looked around them warily. They were prepared to fully activate their qi realms and unleash their full power at any moment.
If the person who killed Bloody Hell Saber was in Gusu City, there was a high possibility that they were now surrounded.
They surveyed their surroundings, but they soon became calm.
This street was rather similar to a market. The flow of people there was complicated, and the environment was even more complex. It was not a place suitable for an ambush or to form an encirclement.
Besides, while there were plenty of players moving around the place, their equipment was not quite up to date. They did their own tasks and did not perform any eye contact with each other. Wild Wolves did not see many who could serve as their opponent, and the place just bustled with activity.
Bloody Hell Saber said nothing. He stared at the young stall owner who had average looks and stood behind his stall. A slight crease appeared between his eyebrows.
"Strange. His face is different. In fact, it's completely different. Also, Flame Wolf, you mentioned that he practiced Shaolin Temple martial arts, but the presence this person is giving off is completely different from that person. Could it be that I'm wrong?"
"It might not be. Let's go and ask him, and we'll know what's going on." Flame Wolf was a cautious person by nature. When he heard what Bloody Hell Saber said, he smiled coldly and went to the small stall that only had a few people visiting it.
Chapter 971 - Let the Killing Intent in You Weaken
"What are you selling?"
Those three men with fierce expressions, extraordinary presences, and full sets of fourth-echelon demon vessels or divine weapons looked incredibly eye-catching in the crowd, and they had long since attracted the attention of many stall owners as well as passersby. They watched these three men move through the crowd and stop in front of an inconspicuous, normal stall.
Many people instantly had their gazes gather on the stall, thinking that something good appeared over there.
However, many of the players who surrounded the stall then noticed that the atmosphere in the place was a little off.
The trio each occupied a spot at the stall, forming a triangle while making sure that they could easily cover each other. The imposing presence they released caused many people to not dare get closer to them!
They fixed their eyes on the stall owner's face with burning stares, and there was a hint of coldness and killing intent in their gazes.
"What happened?"
"I don't know."
"Looks like they're here for trouble."
"Tsk, tsk… These people look like they have great backing. We have plenty of top-class elites in the Chinese server, but there aren't many with full sets of fourth-echelon demon vessels or divine weapons. This time, we ran into three people with them in one go. Who is the stall owner? He doesn't seem scared."
"I don't know, but judging by his clothes, he should be from the Murong Clan. The things he is selling are also from the Murong Clan."
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The Murong Clan disciple stared at the three fierce people who suddenly appeared in front of him. He had a puzzled expression on his face when he heard their hostile tone, and a frown gradually formed between his eyebrows. "Can't you look with your own eyes what I'm selling?"
"Hah. You sure have a temper with you." Golden Rakkhasa sneered coldly and took half a step forward.
Wild Wolves were already used to running amuck in the game, and this was the first time an inconspicuous person retorted to them. Killing intent rose in their hearts.
The young stall owner chuckled softly in a nonchalant manner. "I don't think you're here to buy anything at all.
"Well? Are you going to attack me in the city?"
"Rakkhasa!"
Flame Wolf's gaze was fixed on the young stall owner's face. When he saw the young stall owner's fearless attitude, he called out to Golden Rakkhasa to stop him from taking action, and he said to the young stall owner, "My friend's tone of voice was wrong just now, but there is no need for you to be so crude either. We just want to see what you're selling—"
"You want to see what I'm selling? Do you think I'm a fool?" The young stall owner chuckled coldly. "Do you know what I'm selling and what they're
used for?"
This time, Golden Rakkhasa was not the only one displeased, even Flame Wolf was a little angry. They could no longer remember when was the last time someone mocked them in their faces, and what was the end result for that person.
At that moment, Bloody Hell Saber stared at the young stall owner's eyes and said, "It's just a few ores and pelts. There's nothing special to them. Do you think that we can't pay you—"
"If you really want to buy them, I won't object to them, but your reason is just plain lousy. These items are the materials to create Taiyuan Robe, a normal grade one equipment, as well as the materials to refine Emperor of Qin's equipment. Even though they're pretty good equipment among grade one equipment, look at your own equipment, they're all fourth-echelon demon vessels and divine weapons. Do you think it's fun to come and spend your time coming to the market and talking to a nobody like me?
"Who made the rule saying that we can't buy these things?"
The young stall owner smiled coldly. "Of course, there's no one who would make such rules even if they're bored out of their minds. I just think that what you're doing is completely senseless. If you're in a hurry to get these things, you can just get some random person to have it delivered to you or put up a request at the commission shop to buy it. There's no reason for you to come to a stall like mine for fun, right? If you're thinking of conducting a huge business, there's even fewer reasons for you to come to a small stall like mine to invite ridicule to yourself."
"That's right. Your equipment is incredibly grand, and you're here to buy materials for grade one masterpieces? Aren't you being stupid?"
"If he's selling made grade one masterpieces, at least you can explain buying it to give it as a gift to someone, but these are all just materials… These three might want to cause trouble to the stall owner."
The players around them started chatting up a storm, and Flame Wolf found himself unable to get out of the situation elegantly.
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