Chapter 112: From now on, this game is called the Elon Game

Bite after bite of green blood sprayed across the ceiling of the classroom.

  The man's eyes went round.

  Never in his wildest dreams could he have imagined that one day the trashy humans in his eyes would beat him against a wall.

  And it's still the kind of thing you can't do anything about.

  Elon throws five punches in quick succession before closing the book.

  There's no need to keep doing it.

  It was because the man's internal organs, all the veins around his body, and all the bones in his body, were shattered.

  "You provoke me."

  The man trudged out of the wall.

  His body shivered, and gray fur, rapidly grew from his body surface.

  Tear--

  He was also getting taller.

  Clothes are bursting at the seams.

  Then his face, gradually, turned sharper, his eyes turned red, and his teeth became sharper.

  A human face, in an instant, turned into the face of a wolf.

  Werewolf!

  Saw the scene.

  The entirety of the classroom was dumbfounded.

  It's not just them.

  Even the viewers in the live stream were now wide-eyed.

  This man, surprisingly, was a werewolf!

  This is the kind of information that never appeared in those previous rundowns.

  It was also the first time they had seen such an image.

  Only Elon looked at the approaching werewolf with a calm face.

  "I'm going to tear you apart."

  The werewolf gritted his teeth.

  Being pressed against a wall and beaten by a human, how humiliating it was, if it got out, it would be laughed at.

  Elon stood three meters away from him and said, "I'm right here, if you've got that in you, you can come over and try."

  The werewolf took a step forward.

  Two meters from Elon.

  His body, however, suddenly trembled violently, and his whole body bled uncontrollably.

  Green blood, constantly spilling onto the ground.

  Take the second step.

  His seven orifices also began to bleed, and his body shook even more.

  By the time he lifted his foot and was ready to take a third step.

  Finally couldn't hold it up any longer.

  Bang.

  The tall body fell straight backward onto the ground.

  Wide-eyed.

  There was no sound for an instant.

  Elon looked down at him and said, "You were given a chance, and you're not good at it, so you're just going to have to bully the weak."

  "That's all you've got, and you're threatening to kill me, big talk."

  The werewolf is dead?

  All three players looked on with appalled faces.

  Just die?

  In Elon's hands, there was no way to fight back, and he was beaten alive!

  Even if you end up transforming, it doesn't change anything.

  What's with this player?

  What's wrong with you?

  There's no one who looks like this in the top ten masters.

  This time.

  Elon looked up at the camera in the corner.

  "I know you're watching us."

  "I'm going to give you a piece of advice here and suggest that you stop reading and start preparing yourself for the aftermath sooner rather than later."

  "I'll follow the netting to you later."

  "You're going to end up worse than this werewolf, ever."

  This time, the players, or the audience, all looked dumbfounded.

  "I'm super!"

  "Follow the net to fight the Emperor!"

  "Please be human."

  "It's so heaven-defying, you're still the first one who dares to talk to the emperor like this."

  They were all shocked by Elon's words.

  Talking to the Emperor like that in the Emperor's game, aren't you afraid of being targeted by the Emperor and then getting killed?

  To know.

  This game, it's the emperor's domain.

  It's just a matter of saying who you want to live and who you want to die.

  Ding Dong.

  Elon's cell phone rang.

  Take it out.

  Letters from strangers.

  Clicking in and looking at it, it only reads, "There are people outside of people, and there are heavens outside of heaven, and in the face of a stronger enemy, you're just a bully and a punk."

  Elon laughed immediately.

  Because that made Elon laugh.

  It was, sort of, the funniest joke he'd heard all year.

  "Excuse me."

  Elon gave him three words back, "I'm invincible."

  He stuck his cell phone in his pocket and walked over to Fatty.

  "In telling me about the game, do you know where the Emperor is?"

  Fatty was still in a daze, his mind spinning from the images he had just seen.

  Beat the werewolf to death alive.

  Is this something humans can do?

  Hearing Elon's words gave him a jolt, and his eyes finally regained their luster.

  "Huh?"

  "I know what I know, and I've made it clear to you."

  "We don't know where the Emperor is either."

  Elon thought to himself, surely he'll just have to find out for himself.

  He walked out of the classroom, ready to find another monster and ask where the Emperor was.

  Just walked out the door though.

  He then realized that the boy's body was gone.

  There was also a pool of blood being dragged across the floor.

  It was as if something, dragged the boys' bodies away.

  When Elon walked out of the classroom.

  Fatty in the classroom, Zhao Manfen and Lin Xue, all received a text message at the same time.

  It's an order from the Emperor!

  When you see the above.

  All three, froze violently.

  Because what was written on it were, quite literally, two orders.

  Article I.

  "Kill Elon."

  Article II.

  "Kill the blind girl in front of Elon."

  Surprisingly, this is the kind of order!

  All three men's hands were shaking.

  But just then.

  With his other hand, he took Fatty's cell phone.

  Fatty exclaimed in shock and immediately tried to snatch back his cell phone, but when he looked up, he froze.

  Because the person who took his cell phone was ...

  Elon!

  Fatty's eyes widened.

  That's because of the tasks in the phone. Both of them are related to Elon.

  "Don't look!"

  Fatty exclaimed.

  Elon has already read it.

  Seeing the two commands above, Elon was once again amused.

  Both are relevant to myself, laughing my ass off.

  He looked to the camera and said, "That broke the defense?"

  "So anxious to kill me."

  Elon slowly stated a fact.

  "You're scared."

  Click.

  Elon crushes the phone and just throws it away.

  Then looking down at the three shivering players, he asked them, "What were you just thinking?"

  "Think nothing of it."

  Fatty reacted the fastest, and his desire to survive pulled right up to full strength.

  "We were just so shocked and puzzled that we even suspected we were looking at it wrong."

  "It's too late to think about anything."

  Not thinking about killing yourself, that's still a saving grace.

  Elon reached out and clapped.

  Bang!

  With a single slap, he sent all three people flying.

  They fell against the wall, stifled a grunt, and when they hit the ground, they simply passed out.

  Then a foot crushed all their cell phones.

  Finally turning to the camera, he said, "They'll be asleep for a long time."

  "Long enough that you can't get them to kill me, or get them to kill each other."

  "Just wait a little while, I'll find you right along the net."

  Leave this sentence.

  Elon turned away.

  Bang!

  Inside a dimly lit room.

  There was the sound of something being dropped hard on the floor.

  The object slid through the darkness and stopped, a cell phone.

  The Emperor looked at the large screen in front of him.

  The last thing to appear on the screen was Elon's back as he left the classroom.

  This man.

  It's not right.

  How could a mere human be so powerful.

  What was even more terrifying was his ever-so-clear mind, and his will to kill.

  It's like ...

  Everything was under his control.

  This was not the emperor game he wanted.

  Instead - Elon Games!