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If the world had a Sequence Game

In the bustling metropolis, bathed in the neon glow of the blue and purple night, the system bestows upon players the abilities they've always dreamed of. Immortal arts, martial prowess, Yin-Yang sorcery, extraordinary technologies, spirit-binding enchantments... Players from different systems engage in the battle of the sequences. ——My name is Shadow, and by the time you read this message... I am already the first in the sequence.

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Chapter 80: An Extraordinary Night Foreordained

"-'Heaven's Weep'-'"

"-'When all splendor fades like a dream, I watch life's cycles lightly'-"

"-'The First Bullet, Eighteen Simultaneous Shots'-'"

The Z-country's barrier was cut open, and various forces were active on this mesmerizing night in A City's southern region. In the three-way high-altitude airspace of A-level players, a confrontation was about to erupt!

Now, above the night sky, visible in the distant vision of all A City players, was...

A spectacular meteor shower falling from the sky, the most abundant gift from the stars, blooming in the most magnificent way, shattering the world!

A transcendent celestial magic, a strategic-level strike wrought by three nights of the witch's chanting!

The icy and ruthless True Immortal Sword Qi, the all-piercing Red Flame Spear, and the night-shattering Amethyst Scythe...

Attacks from different systems appeared simultaneously, interpreting this destined extraordinary night!

Golden phoenix cries echoed one after another, clear and ethereal.

Subsequently, the Red Flame Spear's bullets pierced through the falling stars, seeming to split the world into two!

At the same time, the Sword Immortal's Heartless Sword crossed the A City's skyline and aimed straight at the woman in the evening gown!

In the next moment,

When the sword qi intersected with Amesist's Scythe.

Space rippled with energy ripples spreading for thousands of kilometers, emitting a lament that shook the night!

Below the battle, red and blue neon lights flickered incessantly as the Seventeenth Bureau's action team swiftly deployed, repairing the formation that Lian had destroyed.

"Ninth team is on its way, and what about the civilians within the affected area?"

Driving the patrol car, a patrol officer in an official uniform was contacting superiors.

"Evacuation is no longer meaningful amid the A-level player confrontation. The top priority is to restore the barrier."

"Understood. I'll request traffic control from the transportation department."

The city remained splendid and bustling, but...

"Visual Shield," "Visual Shield," "Visual Shield."

The system's rules shielded all beings from the truth, making it impossible for anyone to recognize any player's disputes.

Nothing could be seen or heard; the night remained just the night, unchanged.

What the world could sense was only the sudden gusts of wind, lifting their hair and clothing corners, carrying away weariness, blowing toward the other side of the night.

"Long time no see, did you come out to watch the meteor shower too?"

"In this long night, meeting an old friend unexpectedly, the sudden wind feels cool."

Above the night sky, the magnificent abilities of A-level players intertwined.

Beneath the night sky, a literary girl met her classmate, exchanging laughter...

As they headed to the damaged barrier nodes, leaping through the deep alleyways.

A figure passed by a Seventeenth Bureau officer, exuding an awe-inspiring pressure.

As if time had frozen, the slightly long hair of that figure fluttered in the wind, their eyes weary but profound. Close to the officer's ear, he spoke in a deep voice:

"Exchange."

"You..."

In midair, the officer's pupils shrank. In that brief moment, they turned back, trying to catch a glimpse of this mysterious figure's departing back...

"Henshin."

—But all they heard was an announcement. The narrow scarlet scarf covered their vision, and the black-golden masked armor made a lasting impression on the officer.

In the instant they passed each other, due to the high-speed impact, the two sides immediately created an insurmountable distance.

The Masked Rider appeared at the end of the high bridge and blended into the flow of traffic...

...

...

"Rule One: The game is reality."

"Rule Two: The sequence is a dispute."

"Rule Three: Welcome to the sequence game of impending death (the witch's message)."

When the B-level sequence game suddenly emerged, sealing off the North District of A City, Alister realized that the meteor shower was a ploy to lure A-level forces to the South District and then artificially create the sequence game using some method, generating inviolable rules...

In doing so, they could deploy pieces in the North District, isolating all A-level factors from interfering...

And the three rules given by the system seemed to say nothing, but they could be summarized in two words.

"Kill" and "Die."

This game was no different from reality.

Now, the all-encompassing projection screen in the sky displayed the ongoing meteor shower in real-time.

The meteors streaked across the night, creating a beautiful scene that elicited light gasps from the spectators inside the venue.

The silver radiance from the projected stars reflected on Luorou's side profile as she smilingly enjoyed the meteor shower. Then she looked at Alister and softly said:

"The meteor shower is so beautiful. Oh..."

"Hypnosis Eye" had been activated, ensuring that Luorou couldn't detect anything unusual.

Alister left the audience seats with ease, leaving behind the girl who continued to enjoy the view.

"Ah... A City is indeed plagued by many troubles." He let out a sigh.

Facing away from the dazzling meteor shower projection, Alister no longer hesitated.

Expressionless, step by step, he disappeared into the shadows' welcoming embrace.

"Shadow," begin the operation.

Meanwhile, at A City's observatory after "Shadow" left, everything seemed to return to normal...

"... Why are you not speaking, Alister?"

The girl with light blue hair and tied-up ponytail blinked her eyes in confusion as she leaned over, chatting with the vacant seat.

The music played melodiously, and the entire audience remained immersed in the full-spectrum projection.

They did not realize that, at the central piano performance stage, the witch's magical inscriptions were faintly visible, constructing cause and effect.

...

...

Fell into a trap

When looking back, B-rank sequence game descended upon the northern district of City A.

Under the mask, Fujitani Nisuke frowned, realizing that this was his miscalculation.

In the torn center of the night, a woman with purple eyes and a black evening dress swayed her lips with a charming smile.

Facing the joint suppression of three A-rank players, Lian naturally had no chance of winning, especially since City A was not her home ground.

However, with this operation, Lian had already achieved her goal.

With a playful gaze, she observed the direction of the northern district, confirming that the system's barrier had been activated, preventing any A-rank player from interfering...

Lian sat slanted on Amesist's Scythe, lightly biting her finger, then tucking her side hair behind her ear, smiling mischievously, and said:

"Oh my, you all fell for it~"

The meteor shower is just superficial.

The witch's true intention is to use the City A Observatory as the node of the ritual, establishing a causal relationship between the spellcaster and the observer...

To trace Death's Leader from the end of the meteor shower back to its birth, allowing her to leave the borders of Country Z perfectly and preserve the twelve seats of Perpetual Night's Lament.

"Sometimes, having a high rank is not necessarily a good thing, you know?"

Even though it's mocking, her voice sounds pleasant.

Qingxian remained silent, her eyebrows furrowed, exchanging glances with Himizuki.

The next moment, she turned her cold gaze to the burly masked knight in the distance, as if asking why he had come.

"Why are you staring at me?"

Fujitani Nisuke crossed his arms and said irritably, "What we need to consider now is how to intervene in the sequence game in the northern district."

Qingxian withdrew her gaze and coldly asked Lian, "Death's Leader?"

Upon hearing this, Lian on top of the night murmured like a villain, with interest:

"Now that you asked sincerely, let me generously tell you..."

Himizuki made an almost imperceptible sound of disdain, both annoyed by being manipulated and worried about being involved in the B-rank sequence game in the northern district of City A.

"...to prevent the world from suffering, to protect the balance of the world's order, and to carry out the evil of love and truth—"

Immediately after, Lian made a childish movement that didn't match her age and acted cute, saying:

"—Our Death's Leader is just a little messenger, delivering mail to the northern district~"

Boom—the moment of impact, Evil Annihilation, who appeared instantly, burst out with a martial arts aura and delivered a powerful kick, shattering the space!

The formidable martial pressure, spanning hundreds of meters, came like a planet, carrying the weight to crush the firmament...

"Tsk, rude fake masked knight."

Lian's expression became serious as she swung Amesist's Scythe to catch Evil Annihilation's kick, but she was pushed back several dozen meters.

Immediately, the pursuit between the two strong opponents began.

Lian and Evil Annihilation's figures flickered in the night sky, with their magical spells and martial qi incompatible.

"Where's Ji Yi?"

"She's in the northern district."

At the same time, Qingxian and Himizuki acted separately, one surrounding Lian and the other exchanging information about the remaining combat power.

The sword shadows crossed, and the gun formations intertwined as they suppressed Lian in a way that minimized damage to City A.

Like a besieged purple-eyed black cat, Lian was unable to resist against Qingxian, Himizuki, and Evil Annihilation, and the magic enchantments surrounding her gradually weakened...

"Do you have confidence in stopping Death's Leader?" Qingxian thought of "影" but had to give up.

"How would I know about her?" The gun formation rotated, and Himizuki aimed the classic firearm at Lian's head.

It seemed that there was no player in the northern district capable of contending with Death's Leader. Qingxian and Himizuki reluctantly reached this consensus.

"I won't play with you anymore, goodbye~"

Feeling unhappy about being suppressed, Lian left a final victory declaration, using multiple magic spells to cover her escape.

The next moment.

The trajectory of the scarlet flames' bullet split the night sky in two, piercing through Lian's multiple magic spells, but the woman with purple eyes had already escaped into the void.