Chapter 286 Didn't Even Last a Second!
Alan smiled and nodded, "Since you know I'm on a mission, you shouldn't be here."
The man in the ghost face mask chuckled, "If I don't show up, how else am I supposed to kill you?"
Alan blinked, almost sure he'd misheard. "You're serious about killing me?"
The masked man nodded, dead serious. "What? Is the Ice King untouchable? I'm here to prove a point—that the guy who crushed Stellaria isn't as unstoppable as everyone thinks!"
Alan tilted his head, intrigued. "Oh, I can definitely be taken out. But I've gotta ask—who give you the guts to say that?"
The man in the ghost face mask let out a dark laugh. "Nobody gave me the guts. You're just full of yourself, thinking you're untouchable just 'cause you've got a few tricks up your sleeve."
This whole scene was drawing a crowd.
Honestly, ever since Ambitious Soloist started getting wrecked, players had been watching—and recording.
"That masked dude's got some serious nerve. Does he even know Ice King?"
"Pretty sure he knows exactly who Ice King is. Probably just looking for clout, like that Violent Bear guy."
"Nah, I'm not buying it. The Nightfall Union might be a pain, but they've got some serious firepower."
The chatter kept going, but nobody stepped in to stop the guy in the ghost face mask.
He stepped up to Alan, dead serious, and said, "Ice King, Ragnarok's a big world. You're not the only one with god-level skills or lucky breaks. You're just a clown who got cocky because you hit the jackpot early."
Alan raised an eyebrow. "You wanna go head-to-head on skills or strength?"
"Both. Why not?"
"Your kill move's gotta know your target's name, right? That's why you're here." Alan had to hand it to him—the guy in the ghost mask was sharp. "You're smart and cocky, but it doesn't matter. You said I'm on a mission, so you're dead."
Alan's form blurred, and in a flash, he was right in front of the guy wearing the ghost face mask.
The masked dude didn't flinch—a shield of thick, inky liquid materialized in front of him, looking downright nasty.
The Divine Whip of Striking slammed into the shield, like it was hitting a bog, slowing just a fraction.
But only a fraction.
Alan's whip still found its mark, cracking straight into the masked man's forehead.
Critical hit!
-518507!
The man in the ghost face mask was instantly killed, without any chance to fight back, and many people didn't even react.
"Did he just get wiped out like that?"
"Thought the ghost mask dude was something big. Didn't even last a second!"
"Seriously? I came for an Ice King showdown. Brought snacks and everything. This is it?"
The players around were hyped, expecting a legendary fight.
But… this?
Ambitious Soloist was also stunned.
Others might not know their guild leader's true strength, but he knew very well how about it!
Yet, even someone that powerful couldn't take a single shot from the Ice King! One hit, and he was done!
Alan walked to the resurrection altar, counting the time.
The man in the ghost face mask had just resurrected when he saw the Divine Whip of Striking already at his forehead.
-518507!
Another critical hit, another instant kill!
Ambitious Soloist was fuming. He yelled, "Guards! Guards! Someone's offing the freshly respawned! Get over here and throw this guy in the slammer!"
Actually, there was no need for Ambitious Soloist to speak, the commotion here had already alerted the guards.
Fighting in the town was already a serious matter.
Killing newly resurrected people was even more excessive.
"Stop!" The guard captain, a level 78 bronze warrior, spotted Alan and barked angrily.
Alan flashed the Hall of Glory token.
The guards froze, eyes wide.
They all dropped to their knees.
Alan waved them off, "Step aside. Don't get in the way of my mission."
Alan struck again with the Divine Whip of Striking, killing the newly resurrected man in the ghost face mask again.
The guards immediately left respectfully.
Ambitious Soloist couldn't sit still. "Are you blind? He's murdering people, right in front of you! Aren't you gonna do your job?"
The guard captain shot him a cold look and barked, "Grab this loudmouth."
A few guards closed in on Ambitious Soloist.
"No, no, it's him! He's the killer! Why are you cuffing me?"
The guard captain sneered, "One more peep, and you're looking at two months in the slammer."
Ambitious Soloist clamped his mouth shut. He finally understood.
The Ice King wasn't just some random player—he was Sunset Town's own, a noble from the Mountain and Sea Empire.
"This Ambitious Soloist's got screws loose. The Ice King brought the Mountain and Sea Empire back to life. I'm betting he's at least a mid-tier big shot!"
"Undermining the Ice King like that? Nah, he's gotta be top-tier!"
"Reviving the Mountain and Sea Empire? He deserves a crown. If the emperor's feeling generous, giving him an imperial title and equal status wouldn't be pushing it!"
The discussions continued.
The man in the ghost face mask had resurrected again.
This time, his reaction was very quick, the pre-cast action of his displacement skill was already out.
Just 0.2 seconds and he'd be gone.
But 0.2 seconds?
With Alan's insane attack speed, he could land a dozen hits in that blink, making the masked man's escape plan a total bust!
"Ice King, I will definitely take revenge. One day, I will make you regret what you did today!" The man in the ghost face mask was trembling with anger.
Since awakening his god-level talent and receiving that great boost, he had never suffered such a loss.
Being blocked and killed at the resurrection point in front of everyone!
How humiliating!
"I was just gonna kill you ten times, but if that's what you think, I'm taking you all the way back to level one. Gotta make your words count." Alan smirked, wiping out the guy in the ghost face mask every time he respawned!
The crowd erupted.
"Damn, that's ruthless. But I'm here for it!"
"That Fierce Tiger dude who crossed the Ice King at Sunset Town's gate is rallying his crew. Wonder what he'll think when he sees this go down!"
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