Players, Please Board the Train

Chapter 490: Gazing Upon Death

The man wearing the red wristband was dressed in the extravagant golden attire unique to nobility. He sized up Xu Huo with a glance, seeming to weigh something in his mind. After a moment, he said, "There are plenty of prey to go around. No need to be so tense."

After speaking, he walked straight away.

Xu Huo waited until he saw the man disappear around the corner of the corridor before closing the door. Looking at the panic-stricken Palada, he smiled faintly. "You're beyond saving."

Palada was still clutching his neck, but blood kept flowing out. The potion he had used was completely ineffective. He couldn't speak and could only plead for help with his eyes towards Xu Huo.

Xu Huo leaned against the nearby table, lit a cigarette, and looked down at him with a cold, detached gaze.

The pleading expression in Palada's eyes gradually turned to anger. He slapped the badge symbolizing his identity forcefully, then pointed at Xu Huo, as if demanding to know how he dared not save him!

Unfortunately, Xu Huo didn't even change his expression. He continued to watch him, as if observing an insignificant animal on the roadside making its final struggle.

Palada gradually grew frightened and turned to run towards the door.

Xu Huo, who had just been leaning against the table a second ago, now stood blocking the doorway. He raised the Crimson Sword and with precise accuracy, sliced the badge on Palada's chest in two.

The metal badge split into two halves and fell to the ground. Palada retreated two steps, then pulled out a scepter-like item and raised it high. The gem on top released a blinding red light.Taking advantage of Xu Huo closing his eyes, Palada turned and ran towards the window, simultaneously donning a protective suit of armor. However, just as he was about to repeat his old trick and escape, a thin wire pierced the back of his neck. Immediately, his entire body felt weightless, flying up and moving backwards.

Palada still had some quick wits about him. Knowing he couldn't free himself from the item's effect, he instead grabbed a handful of medicinal powder and flung it towards Xu Huo.

He thought Xu Huo, unable to see, would fall for it. Unfortunately, even with his eyes closed, Xu Huo clearly knew his next move. Players who hadn't been truly tempered by dungeons and bloody battles simply didn't understand how to conceal their intentions, and their movements were far too exaggerated.

The Oxygen Supply was swiftly placed on his head. Xu Huo lifted the man up, covered his mouth, cleanly kicked and shattered his kneecaps, then tossed him aside on the floor.

In truth, Palada couldn't make any more sounds. Opening his mouth only made the blood flow from his throat faster and more profusely. After being thrown down, he curled up on the ground, already exhaling more than inhaling, only able to emit strange gurgling sounds.

Xu Huo crouched down about two meters away from him. To let him see more clearly, he even pulled a floor lamp over.

Palada panted, staring fixedly at Xu Huo's face. In his final moments of life, he suddenly struggled violently, but this conscious struggle lasted only an instant before he fell into convulsive spasms of pure instinct. He stopped breathing in just over ten seconds.

Xu Huo patted his hands and stood up. He moved the lamp next to Palada, directing the light onto his face, which bore an expression of dying with eyes wide open, then left the room.

In the short time he had dealt with Palada, the entire vessel had completely descended into a scene of bloody slaughter. Screams came from different places from time to time. In certain dark corners, one could even see players crouched on the ground, feeding.

In the corridors, in opened rooms, corpses were everywhere. At a glance, the ones who died the most were the servers. Among those invited aboard wearing white wristbands, a significant portion were players, and they hadn't yet reached such a miserable state.

Just as he reached the elevator door, Xu Huo sensed someone rapidly approaching from behind. He abruptly drew his sword and held it horizontally in front of him, but was slammed by the red wristband player who pounced and stepped on the sword blade, crashing into the just-opening elevator.

The red wristband player followed him in, immediately using his wristband to lock the elevator. After pressing the button for the first floor, his fingers, which were holding razor blades, swept towards Xu Huo's throat!

Xu Huo blocked with his sword horizontally and simultaneously threw out the Fair Wallet and the Lament of Plants. A realistic-looking eyeball fell from the opponent's other hand, and under the stimulation of the piercing sound, the red wristband player instinctively retracted his hand to cover his ears.

Using the Omnipresent String to bind his foot, then lifting him with the Tangle-Free Thread, Xu Huo pulled the opponent over. The Lighter clicked, but the clothes on the red wristband player didn't catch fire.

This meant setting him on fire was useless. Xu Huo released a Party Popper without a specific target, disrupting the line of sight while kicking the opponent in the abdomen.

Player-Eaters inherently had an advantage in physical fitness. This player in front of him also seemed to be of a decently high level. After taking the kick, he nonchalantly pressed himself against the elevator wall, then quickly climbed to the top of the elevator using both hands and feet, opening his mouth wide towards Xu Huo.

In Xu Huo's field of vision, this red player's mouth instantly widened like a beast's, with sharp teeth and a long tongue appearing inside, resembling a monster from a horror movie.

However, this hallucination only lasted for a moment before disappearing. He took out the water jet gun and sprayed it towards the opponent's mouth. Unexpectedly, the opponent teleported to avoid it, not even leaving a scratch, and then appeared behind him!

Through the mirror surface inside the elevator, Xu Huo could see him pulling out a gun aimed at him.

At such close range, and within such a confined space, it was somewhat difficult to avoid the opponent's continuous attacks. And using a B-grade item here was clearly not cost-effective.

He tossed the Desert Windmill onto the ground. A massive amount of yellow sand instantly filled this narrow elevator. Xu Huo dodged the stray bullet and casually used wall adhesive hooks to stick the Tangle-Free Thread to the elevator door, rapidly crisscrossing several lines.

At this moment, the elevator also reached the first floor. When the door opened, he slipped out from under the ropes. The red player, who surged towards the door along with the sand, transformed a long sword and struck the threads, knocking off one hook. He sneered and simply charged straight out.

All the threads attached inside the door were torn off along with the wall adhesives, completely failing to harm him. However, when the red player leaped out of the elevator, a bloody line appeared on his neck.

Behind him, a thin metal rope stained with blood was still stretched horizontally in front of the elevator door. One end was attached to the Omnipresent String, the other stuck with a "Do Not Disturb" sticker.

"Didn't expect your protective suit wouldn't protect your neck," Xu Huo said as he raised his hand to retrieve the items, addressing the red player who was trying to turn his head back to look at him.

The head fell to the ground, blood gushing out.

"Ahhh!!!" At this moment, a woman's scream came from not far away, followed by the sound of heavy footsteps rapidly approaching. Xu Huo glanced over and saw two white wristband players in pursuit. The woman in front was clearly no match, already bearing multiple wounds on her body. Seeing Xu Huo, she screamed for help loudly.

The first, second, and third floors were located in the belly of the vessel. These three floors housed the vessel's operational core and storage areas for supplies. There were many items here, but few people. With the massacre erupting on the ship, players who couldn't protect themselves either jumped overboard or hid here to take shelter. Who would have thought that with more people gathered, it wouldn't be peaceful either? White wristband players had actually started killing each other.