Vanguard of the Eternal Night

translator: xiin

editor: kara

"To be able to find Momo at a glance from 70 meters away in such a messy environment, the sharpness of his vision is second to none!" The female commentator shouted, "Sinister strike! One shot straight to the soul, Momo's been approached once again!"

Tyron suddenly appeared behind Momo. The first backstab went straight through his artery, causing a critical attack that took away more than 30% of his health.

At this time, Momo didn't have any intention of fighting with him at all. He'd already learned very clearly during the first match that there was absolutely no room for maneuvering when entering a close-combat fight against Odin!

And in this match, when Tyron had openly provoked him, Momo had already set up a trap in his current position--

Grenade!

After leaving behind three grenades, Momo suddenly pulled himself up with two steel wires and quickly evacuated to an elevated platform in the distance.

At the same time, the hand grenades almost exploded all at the same time. In order to not leave any time for his opponent to escape, Momo himself was still within the explosion range!

This explosion triggered the lava in the environment, causing sparks to scatter everywhere. The hot magma, sand, and heat wave spread out abruptly, forming a small mushroom cloud that was mixed with streaks of red and greyish-black.

In the midst of this explosion, Momo's figure continued to pull itself upwards with the help of the steel wires, finally leaving the shroud of smoke and dust.

And, it was just at that moment that a dart suddenly shot out of the dark cloud!

Momo pulled out his handgun and shot down the first two darts, but the third one still hit one of his steel wires.

Following a few barely-audible sounds, one of the steel wires broke, and Momo lost his balance and flailed in mid-air. He had to prop his legs against the side of the cliff for a little support.

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The mushroom cloud dispersed slowly. In the chaos, Tyron's figure was like a lightning bolt that split apart everything in its path as he shot towards Momo, who was still hanging off the cliff.

Flash!

He closed in again!

Momo didn't hesitate to pull out his knife and cut the remaining steel wire off of his body. He fell abruptly from the air, and at the same time, he took advantage of the cliff to perform an exceedingly beautiful flip in the air above Tyron.

In the midst of all this, his handgun fired out a torrential round of shots!

He was able to maintain a hit rate of about 50% despite being in an unstable, mid-air shooting situation. This round of shots cut Odin's health down to 80%.

The female commentator exclaimed in shock, "This series of operations is really beautiful! Momo has managed to create three attack opportunities for himself since the start of the match!"

The male commentator was more rational as he added, "Unfortunately, despite having three full rounds of attack, he was still unable to take down his opponent!"

No matter how beautiful the moves were, they must also be able to achieve the desired effect. Otherwise, they were nothing but beautiful flourishes.

Because no matter how wonderful the tactical layout and execution was, they still had to deal with their opponent.

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Tyron didn’t allow Momo’s counterattack to succeed.

Just as Momo was jumping in mid-air, Tyron had turned at a sharp angle at a speed that everyone found inconceivable and followed it up with another flash--

He was already by Momo's side even before the other party landed.

The bullets he'd taken hadn't been so much because he had had no choice but to bear with the attack, but rather because he'd chosen not to dodge in order to deal with the enemy as quickly as possible.

His movement speed in mid-air was much faster than Momo's. In the moment when Momo was about to land, a series of unexpected attacks had already chased up towards his figure!

Male commentator: "Six-hit combo! Compared with beautiful, flashy operations, solid action at key moments is the real proof for experience level and timing!"

The female commentator had no time to deal with the pain on her face from having had her face slapped and said, "Momo's health has been cut in half! He still has a chance to fight back! He's taken out his handgun, has he decided to use his handgun's explosive power to fight back in close quarters?!"

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In the previous round, Momo's sniper scope had been rendered useless by Shadow Dance. In this round, he no longer used the sniper rifle that needed a certain amount of time to aim. Instead, he'd chosen to use a melee player's handgun in order to make use of a rarely seen technique--a bullet-changing technique.

The action of changing ammunition could be divided into three steps: extracting the magazine, removing the ammunition, and loading it back in. Two of the three steps could actually be connected with melee attacks!

This set of techniques often left players who weren't familiar with gun-loading skills unable to defend against it. At the same time, it allowed players to fire off a shot after performing the set of actions.

At this moment, Momo's handgun was still even and steady as it faced the tip of Tyron's blade. It suddenly knocked against the side of the blade--

A clip of bullets slipped out of the handgun after the impact.

The handgun itself continued with its melee attacks.

However, it was also at this moment!

Tyron's dagger flew out of his hand. While it was still flying in mid-air, the cold light reflected from the flat of the blade blinded Momo's pupils.

Tyron had directly thrown out his dagger, Deep Silence!

After that, his hands flashed lightning quick as they ignored the empty handgun and directly grasped the new clip of bullets that Momo had just ejected!

This clip of bullets failed to reach the handgun. Instead, it fell into the assassin's hands and seemed to have turned into a nimble creature, flipping back and forth at his fingertips and even gently flicking up a bullet--

As the black bullet clip bounced back into the air, it covered Momo's sight for just a moment. In that precise instant, Tyron pulled Deep Silence back from mid-air, following with a Shadow Dance that flickered by and was gone in the twinkling of an eye.

Critical attack!

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Momo's health had already fallen to a critical low!

He hadn't been able to catch Tyron's figure at all after the Shadow Dance, but after he caught the clip of bullets again, he tried to make up for the mistake as fast as he could and reloaded his gun before turning around and shooting blind--

Even before the second bullet could be fired, a huge force suddenly landed on his arm.

After completing the Shadow Dance, Tyron had been right behind him. He had unhesitatingly flipped backwards right after as though he could foresee Momo's movements and managed to very narrowly dodge the first bullet.

At the same time, he braced his arms, and his long, slender legs instantly stretched up and kicked away the handgun in Momo's hand!

This all happened in a series of rapid actions: fast, accurate, and ruthless. The black handgun flew out of Momo's hand and fell into the magma.

Tyron's dagger also came up from below, stabbing directly into Momo's chin!

Momo's health instantly dropped down to zero. He turned into a white light and flew out of the arena.

The system announced that contestant Odin won!

Just as the scene closed, a small explosion caused by the positron gun falling into the magma created a rising wave of fire that instantly lit up Tyron's figure. This caused him to turn his head, and the camera captured the lines of his eyes and eyebrows--

His golden eyes were slightly narrowed, carrying an obvious trace of haughty arrogance that looked askance at all land under heaven.

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When the two of them came down from the arena, it was announced that the final round of the group competition in this provincial competition was over. From now on, it would be the finals.

The host didn't want to go up just to seek out the two icebergs and experience their contempt again.

The female commentator was still exclaiming and wowing, "My god, that last bit, that tension! That beauty! I really want to fall to my knees right now and hold the back of my head with my hands, crying out my willingness to be subjugated by Lord Four! Ohhhhhhh, I've been conquered by you just like this!"

The male commentator had been totally unable to keep up with the pace of the battle towards the end and could only say in conclusion, "He's really an assassin at the level of a Demon King. That last combo involved first interrupting the changing of bullets, followed by a freestyle Shadow Dance and a set of disarming attacks. It can be described as a combination executed as smoothly as floating clouds and flowing water, and even if it were someone else, they also wouldn't have been able to break through this combo. Sometimes, beautiful moves really don't work as well as simply using the right techniques. Lord Four is really at the peak when it comes to this point."

The audience on the public screen said, "Are you joking!? Everything is at my Lord Four's fingertips. In order to be beautiful, he has his flash and his Shadow Dance, and for practicality, he has his explosive speed and his combos. In terms of tactics, he can run circles around Geng Chen, and if he's lazy, he can directly go up and pressure other people to death…"

"Hey! Those people who are boasting about Lord Four are going a bit overboard. In any case, I refuse to admit that he's invincible in the world. I only came for his face hehehehe…"

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The comments on the public screen filled up like a waterfall, and a humble comment suddenly slipped past, "How come this match only lasted 10 seconds?"

There were some people who spoke up without understanding the backstory and replied, "It's quite normal for a volcano map."

"No way, don't you know about Lord Four's rule?!"

Slowly, the public screen started to show an increasingly disharmonious discussion trend. At first, there were only a few people speaking about it, but more and more people soon realized that something wasn't right, and it began to affect the entire audience.

They all looked at the match time for the second round: 11.27 seconds.

Oh! God! Were the skies about to collapse and the earth about to destruct?!

Public screen: "What happened?!!! What happened?!!! Why did the iceberg War God only take 11 seconds to finish the match?!!!"

"I thought the 20-second curse was agreed upon! Could it be that Momo was too much of a threat, and Lord Four had no choice but to deal with him in advance?"

"You must be joking! If that's the case, then why would he purposely let Momo off in that first melee fight in the previous match?! It's clearly not the case!"

Everyone knew about Lord Four's unspoken rule of taking it easy for 20 seconds, but nobody talked about it openly. The iceberg War God had played like this since the start of the district competition, and it had even caused many fans to find various cute aspects to it for a while. Now, however, he had suddenly broken his 20-second hidden rule! Why exactly had he done so?!

The entire audience was sitting there scratching their heads, their curiosity piqued to the utmost as they quarreled over it on the public screen.

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While the audience was still arguing, the two icebergs had already stepped off the stage.

Tyron went to wash his hands and walked out empty-handed. At this time, he encountered Momo and his wife.

Sister-in-law Momo was holding a big bag from which she pulled out a bag of snacks and two movie tickets. She laughed as she walked out holding Momo's hand.

The sniper also didn't show any frustration over his losses in the match as he silently put the big bag on his back and let his wife chatter and laugh as she pleased while he nodded dotingly.

Seeing that Tyron's footsteps had paused, and he was looking over at her, Sister-in-law Momo smiled and waved.

Tyron: "……"

The iceberg face that had remained in place for the entire competition finally cracked at this time. The corners of the master assassin's mouth finally sank down.

A couple of hateful human beings had specifically chosen to show off their love during Victor's absence.

The assassin, who'd won the game but wasn't happy at all, went home alone and opened up the communicator to take a look. Seeing that Victor still hadn't replied to his message… the entire room suddenly filled with a low-pressure chill.