Chapter 236
Chapter 236
No. 99 endured a full three minutes of torture before finally collapsing to the ground with tears in their eyes.
As luck would have it, the whole scene was witnessed by a Chuunibyou.
This self-proclaimed hero simply couldn’t tolerate such villainy.
“Bah! You villains! How dare you torture someone like this!”
No. 11: ???
The tourists: ???
A Chuunibyou alone wasn’t scary. What was truly terrifying was a Chuunibyou capable of turning his delusions into real power.
The boy drew his longsword one-handed.
“Rising Dragon Holy Thunder Slash!”
A wave of sword energy crackling with lightning shot straight into the crowd.
“Holy shit!”
“Where the hell did this brat come from?!”
“Help! Help! Help!”
Before one crisis had even ended, another began. No. 11 stared darkly at the Chuunibyou before them.
“Summon!”
With a burst of white smoke, an enormous husky appeared on the ground.
Unlike an ordinary husky, this one had a pair of wings.
A Tengu!
No. 11 pointed at the boy.
“Tengu Devours the Moon!”
The enormous black shadow immediately lunged at the Chuunibyou.
The crowd watching from the sidelines nearly died of secondhand embarrassment.
If they were going to fight, then fight. Why did they have to yell out the names of their moves?
It made them look like idiots!
A faint flush crossed No. 11’s face as well. The other side had been shouting so passionately that the attack name had slipped out before No. 11 could stop it.
Watching the surveillance feed on his tablet, Zhang Bei quietly opened the admin panel and checked the data.
According to the settings, powerful yokai such as the Tengu and Tamamo-no-Mae each had only a one-percent chance of being summoned.
As for Abe no Seimei, the most powerful of them all, the odds were a mere 0.1 percent.
Watching the Tengu locked in battle with the Chuunibyou on-screen, Zhang Bei let out a long sigh.
So the RNG-blessed really could do whatever they wanted, huh?
Still, had none of them realized that the true difficulty of this scenario was the time limit?
After thinking for a moment, Zhang Bei kept watching on his tablet.
Wasn’t this far more exciting than a movie?
A Chuunibyou was still a Chuunibyou. He didn’t hold any Divine Class role in this game.
With no other choice, he unleashed Sword Twenty-Two just before the energy in his longsword ran dry, then fled into the distance.
No. 11 didn’t pursue him and dismissed the Tengu with a sigh of relief.
That Chuunibyou definitely wasn’t the Mole, but he was definitely even more troublesome than the Mole.
“Hurry up and find the clues! I only have two summons left!”
Only then did the crowd, who had been enjoying a live blockbuster, come back to their senses.
They hurriedly spread out and resumed searching for clues.
Compared to the battle here, the carnage in the classroom building was on an entirely different level.
Through his relentless efforts, Kong Hanchi had planted seeds inside more than a dozen female teachers.
As time passed, Kong Hanchi himself also grew stronger and stronger.
Finally, when the last seed transformed into an insect, the hunt began.
By now, Kong Hanchi hardly looked any different from a monster.
His body was covered in all manner of appendages-tentacles, pincers, wings… You name it, he had it.
His dozen-plus tentacles could easily smash through doors and drag out the people hiding inside, one by one.
Even more terrifyingly, all kinds of monsters followed behind Kong Hanchi.
The massive horde slaughtered its way from one end of the street to the other.
Teacher Team-remaining members: three.
Naturally, anyone who could survive an assault from Kong Hanchi’s monstrous army was no ordinary person.
No. 39 was an English teacher for the senior class.
She, too, belonged to the Divine Class, though her skill was Teleportation.
She could place a marker at a location, then instantly return to it.
However, no more than three marks could exist at any one time.
The other survivor was No. 10. He had made it through on sheer dumb luck: when the fighting broke out, he just happened to find a piece of clothing.
It was none other than the legendary Invisibility Cloak!
The two of them huddled on the roof of the academic building and watched Kong Hanchi disappear into the distance.
No. 39 frowned at the building, which was now riddled with holes. “What do we do now?”
No. 10 fell silent for a moment. “Let’s meet up with the people at the gym first. I have a feeling things aren’t looking good at the girls’ dormitory either.”
And things were indeed just as No. 10 had guessed.
The entire girls’ dormitory had practically become hell on earth.
The academic building had used a Mass-Production Build, while the gym had gone with a Summoning Build. As for the Mole in the girls’ dormitory, he was a Necromancer.
By using his ability to resurrect corpses, the guy had somehow managed to pass himself off as an Emissary of Light.
He kept resurrecting corpses and sacrificing them, eventually succeeding in summoning the Skeleton Knight.
Only two or three living people remained in the girls’ dormitory, and even they had survived solely by relying on special items.
As time passed, a voice rang in everyone’s ears.
[MORE THAN 75% OF THE GOOD FACTION HAVE DIED. THE INSECTOID QUEEN IS ABOUT TO BE REVIVED.]
[THE MOLE CASUALTY RATE IS BELOW 50%. THE ONMYOJI’S REVIVAL HAS FAILED.]
As the two announcements ended, thick black smoke began blazing over the athletic field tucked away in a corner of the campus.
“My subjects, you have done well!”
As the voice rang out, a spider three stories tall appeared before everyone.
No. 99 was already dead, but the Necromancer, Kong Hanchi, and two other Mole players who had remained hidden all began making their way toward the field.
The few remaining members of the Good Faction gathered together.
No. 11 looked grimly at the others. “What skills does everyone have?”
“Teleportation. I need to leave a mark first.”
“Immobilization. Single-target crowd control.”
“One-Punch Man. It’s a mutual-destruction skill.”
Those few were the only survivors who still had skills. Everyone else merely had items, most of which were of little use in a battle like this.
Using the brief window they had, the group began discussing how they could take down the Giant Spider.
The Insectoid Queen gazed at her subjects in satisfaction. “Now, I want you to finish off the rest of that meat!”
Kong Hanchi: ???
Are you fucking insane?
I walked all the way over here, and now you’re telling me to go back?
But faced with the enormous spider before him, he ultimately didn’t dare voice his thoughts.
He silently led his massive army back toward the gym.
Meanwhile, the remaining members of the Good Faction hastily finalized their strategy for the coming battle.
No. 11 frowned at the Necromancer bringing up the rear.
He was the biggest problem. The moment anyone died, their corpse would inevitably be put to use by him.
Yet with the Undead Knight protecting him, there was no way their group could get to him.
Kong Hanchi glanced back at his massive army, his eyes brimming with confidence.
With this horde of monsters under my command, who can stop me? Who?!
One-Punch Man sighed, picked up a pair of clippers, and began shaving off his hair.
According to the plan, he was the one assigned to deal with Kong Hanchi.
As more and more hair fell away, Baldy grew shinier by the second.
Kong Hanchi wasn’t an idiot. There was no way he would stand by and let the enemy finish preparing.
With a wave of one hand, the massive horde of monsters charged straight into the crowd.