Three Towers Game

This Legendary Hunter named Qing, without a surname—has fallen in battle.

Wen Xishu’s consciousness began to scatter, and everything in his vision became blurred.

Almi, in the distance, had long hidden inside a building, feeling the aftermath of the final strike dissipate...

Only then did he reveal himself.

In his eyes, he saw such a scene—

The Legendary Hunter Qing, the highest force of Hunter City, even the Red House had to avoid her edge...

Her shattered body lay on the ground, devoid of life.

Master Wen stood by her corpse, expression unreadable.

Even knowing the Hierarch’s immense power, witnessing such a scene was still incomparably shocking.

From the start of this duel, Qing had seemingly dominated.

But Master Wen, like a... demon villain, akin to the Demon King in a game, underwent multiple transformations, his aura shifting several times.

In the end, he surpassed Qing.

This was the strongest power in Hunter City.

Behind Qing, there were no hunters left, only the Commerce Association.

"Truly terrifying..."

The good news was, Almi managed to save his life, as he did not have to worry that Qing would return and find out he was the traitor.

Nor did he have to worry that the Hierarch would be defeated by Qing.

The bad news...

It seemed there was no bad news.

But speaking of it, he didn’t seem to dislike this legendary figure from Hunter City.

"Hierarch... how many stages does he have? Is this his strongest form?"

This question arose in Almi’s mind.

For Almi, Wen Xishu’s performance was already like that of a god.

It’s akin to outsiders watching the commotion, only the insiders can see the subtleties.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Albert and Qing seemed no different.

Only when one’s realm reaches a certain level can one perceive the vast difference between the two.

Almi was the same, unaware if the Hierarch had stronger forms, or if the Hierarch was already the strongest in the Three Towers?

Mind you, this is still the Bunker.

Relative to the timeline of the Three Towers War, many are still weak, which is why they chose to travel to this timeline to assassinate.

Even the Hierarch has room for improvement.

In Almi’s heart, the Hierarch was already a War God level entity.

Elsewhere, Luo Feng and William, among the Five Elders, had already arrived.

Seeing Matthew Jones staring blankly at the sky, looking at Wen Xishu seemingly equally dazed in the inverted Deceit Tower Academy, Luo Feng said:

"Is the assassin dead?"

Matthew nodded:

"Dead. That final strike might not have even spared us, let alone the assassin."

This line made William and Luo Feng feel somewhat exaggerated, Matthew said:

"The assassin is likely not from the Bunker, but from outside."

"Strength surpasses the normal Red House, the earlier duel I didn’t see, but later... Wen Xishu’s performance has completely exceeded my understanding, this is not a power a Deceit Tower Person should possess."

"The final strike killed the opponent... but the power of that strike could surely kill an even stronger existence."

Luo Feng looked serious, but then he smiled helplessly:

"He’s not our enemy, Matthew."

This line made Matthew Jones suddenly enlightened, yes, Wen Xishu is not the enemy.

This might be a better piece of news than the assassin being eliminated.

...

...

"Longxia, number, 252932, Swan, He, Oath. Find him."

These were Qing’s last written words.

Standing by Qing’s corpse, Wen Xishu’s vision blurred, he took a long time to read those few words clearly.

Just like others, he was amazed at his battle results.

Honestly, he estimated that the earlier strike could kill an even stronger presence.

And now, though he felt a needle-like pain, fatigue, weakness, and pain begin to overwhelm him...

But he hadn’t reached his limit yet.

He had stronger tactics yet to be employed.

He could become stronger again, though that strengthening’s cost would make him unclear minded.

Of course, Wen Xishu was also clearly aware that in the coming month...

He couldn’t unleash such a powerful force again.

He might even become weaker than normal due to this outburst.

Yet he was still joyful.

This joy was gradually submerged by the impending outbreak of pain, fatigue, and weariness.

"Still okay... Better than the first time I used the Star Ring, at least I won’t collapse immediately."

Wen Xishu slowly crouched down.

He saw the words Qing left; he also saw a token in Qing’s hand, a frog toy.

The kind that would croak when squeezed.

Wen Xishu was greatly surprised... Qing’s body was shattered, yet she had such a toy intact on her.

Due to possessing Spirit Guidance, coupled with Qing’s final burst of obsession, Wen Xishu saw a "bullet screen" of the deceased.

The bullet screen content was blurry.

Swan Project.

Two children.

The introverted, obedient one went to the Swan Project as an experiment.

The outgoing, naughty one was bought by a mysterious entity as a vessel.

Some say, in the moments before death, one will swiftly comprehend many things once forgotten.

Qing obviously recalled something.

When one has nothing to protect, like oneself, like others... this person becomes exceedingly crazy, losing fear.

Only possessing something to guard, even oneself, brings the fear of loss.

This bullet screen content, fragmented by death.