Countless pieces of paper had already formed a rapidly spinning vortex, trapping all seven players from the outer area. Occasionally someone would emerge from it, but their bodies were speckled with white scraps of paper, like they were covered in snowflakes.
As players were forced to leave one after another, watching the number inside reduce, Nie Xuan didn’t feel relieved but became even more worried.
Entering the station with his current condition posed a great risk, but he would rather take that risk than sacrifice a Super Prop for rescue.
However, it was no longer up to him to decide. He saw the man in the wheelchair beside him gently hook his hand in the air, and from behind a distant tree, a poster fluttered into view. The celebrity printed on it thrashed as if coming to life, seemingly struggling to break free from this unnamed force.
But it was only in the blink of an eye that the poster was brought before the wheelchair man. As he reached out his hand, the poster suddenly lost its power and drooped back to being a normal sheet of paper.
At the same time, the paper scraps chasing the players from the outer area all fell to the ground.
The remaining three players wiped the blood from their faces while retreating. The leader said, "Friend, we’re leaving now, sorry for the disturbance..."
The man in the wheelchair flicked his ring finger on the armrest ever so lightly, and before they could escape, all three had their necks severed, their heads separated from their bodies!
Killing the three players was no more difficult than flicking dust from the corner of his clothes. The man in the wheelchair didn’t even spare them a glance. He tilted his head towards Nie Xuan, "You’re not leaving?"
Nie Xuan knew he had no chance of escaping from such an individual and asked straightforwardly, "Are you here for the Super Prop too?"
The man in the wheelchair looked somewhat forlorn, "It’s a pity, yet another Prop for killing."
Nie Xuan wanted to say something else but suddenly heard the sound of engines roaring from all directions. The moment he turned around, four cars flew in from different directions, all aiming for the man in the wheelchair!
He instinctively ducked and rolled, protecting his head. When he looked back, he saw all four cars stop half a meter from the man in the wheelchair and then bounce back the way they had come!
The unharmed man in the wheelchair moved to the center of the road, turning his wheelchair towards the entrance of the intersection. Several sports cars were driving up, and on the leading one, a tattooed strongman was swinging his arms, cars flying from nowhere whistling past him and then crashing into the air in front of him, as if hitting an invisible wall!
The cars behind collided with the ones in front, piling up together. They neither injured the man in the wheelchair nor made any progress, but the tattooed strongman kept joyfully stacking cars into a twenty-meter high metal wall in front of him.
Car upon car, the metal wall was slowly being compacted until the man in the wheelchair waved his right hand lightly, and the cars were cut into sixteen pieces by an invisible force, each carved in both directions!
The fragmented pieces fell accompanied by a clanging noise. Behind the tumbling wall of cars, a blonde man appeared, holding a violin on his shoulder. When the first note sounded, the entire amusement park sprang into action.
The simultaneous music and lights filled the air with an unprecedented warmth. Nie Xuan, preparing to escape, was intoxicated by the sudden surge of happiness and involuntarily walked out of the forest.
He saw the dance party teeming with people, and what was strange was that in such a crowded event, he could still see the blond man playing the violin in the center position. The sound of the strings made his head swell and urged him forward. After only a few steps, he stumbled upon an obstacle; when he looked down, he realized there was someone in a wheelchair.
The person in the wheelchair had also come to attend the dance party.
He wanted to reach out and move the wheelchair aside, but at that moment, the seated man’s thumb and forefinger plucked and flicked, and suddenly one of the violin strings of the blond man across the way snapped.
The dizzying music stopped abruptly, and Nie Xuan snapped out of it in an instant. The amusement park was still the desolate place it had been after closing. The lights and music had entirely disappeared. The man in the wheelchair was still in the same spot, and the violin strings of the blond man had not broken. In fact, he wasn’t playing the violin at all; he was holding both the bow and the violin at his side!
It was a hallucination!
Nie Xuan broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead; he didn’t even realize when he had fallen into the hallucination!
He dared not look at the two opposing groups of people, so he turned his head and fled. As he made his way through the woods to the other side, the trees behind him exploded one after another as if struck by lightning. As he was backing away, something suddenly pierced through the top of his foot, nailing it to the ground!
In the midst of the excruciating pain, he suddenly saw clearly that what had pierced his foot was a very fine colored line, different from ordinary threads. It was more like a small tubular object, composed entirely of tiny facets, floating and reflecting different lights, making it appear colored.
"Shick!" The colored line was then retracted, and as Nie Xuan raised his head, he saw the entire amusement park and the sky above were filled with these colored lines. The lines near the fleet had slightly expanded, forcefully carving out a space!
The burly man had been trying to break through these lines with the vehicle just now, and the man in the wheelchair had used these lines to kill those players from the other districts... Looking at the view which had returned to normal in a blink, he left without any hesitation. These high-level players were out of his league. He didn’t even know how they were fighting. His best course was to keep his distance; he needed to get this message to the command center!
The Hai City Command Center was now in utter chaos. Half an hour ago, their team members had begun committing suicide by detonating weapons at an alarming rate. Initially, they thought it was interference from players from other districts but later discovered that all the affected had either been to the Skyscraper or its vicinity.
After the withdrawal order was issued, they evacuated the Skyscraper and scattered in all directions, entering different rescue or decoy teams amidst the chaos, and then began committing suicide one after another, causing massive casualties to their fellow teammates. This was especially true for the decoy teams Jing City had dispatched to bait players from other districts. Several teams had lost over a dozen members and more than twenty wounded. If it weren’t for the restrictions of the multiplayer death match, they would probably have been wiped out immediately by players from other districts!
"It must be the player at the Skyscraper who hypnotized our people!" the commander said. "Have you determined the trigger condition?"
"It’s ’Super Props’," said the secretary. "We’ve compiled data on all the casualties, and the term ’Super Props’ was mentioned in the teams before the incidents occurred."
"Tell everyone to keep their mouths shut and not to speak a word. Immediately call back all the people who’ve been to the Skyscraper area, and don’t let them wander off!"
However, the situation was now chaotic, and it was difficult to gather everyone together. Under the influence of hypnosis, what these people might do was unforeseeable. Would they really obey the command?
"Has the ’Girl in the painting’ contacted you?" Jing City’s communication channel had been open continuously.