Time: 21:15

Location: Pitocia Business Center.

This huge city shrouded in countless neon lights has to speed up its operation at the expense of many ordinary people in order to adapt to this rapidly changing world.

A blind spot in a bustling city, a gap between inconspicuous buildings.

A short-haired boy wearing a gray backpack suddenly turned into an alley beside the street, followed closely by three figures of different heights.

The three people who rashly followed the alley suddenly stopped because their target was right in front of them.

"What do you want to do to me?"

I don't know whether it was because the alley was too dark or because the child was too calm, but there was a hint of uneasiness in their hearts.

"Kid, as long as you give up the next game."

One of the three people gritted his teeth, took a step forward, and took out a dagger.

"We won't make things difficult for you."

These three people are all players above the 150th floor of the Sky Fighting Tower, but their strength is at the middle to lower level.

The three of them have always relied on threatening the next opponent to maintain their floor position, because the benefits above the 150th floor are too great.

However, there are times when they fail, and the price is some part of their body.

Of these three people, one has no little finger, one has no eye, and the other is bald.

It may not be appropriate to say bald, because he is not bald because of hair loss, but because his scalp was cut off.

The reason why the three of them survived was because they shared their interests with the person who defeated them.

"Are you...sure you want to fight me?"

Ilumi's cold voice echoed in the empty space behind the building where no one could be seen. The small figure had his back to them, but it gave people the feeling of facing an insurmountable mountain.

"Let me give you some advice."

"Do you know what the three words "beat the enemy" mean?

The three of them seemed unable to understand Ilumi's incomprehensible advice, and they all took out their weapons and threatened.

"Whether you're beating up an enemy or something."

"Anyway, I ask you to abstain from the next game!"

Yilumi slowly turned around and looked up at them, his eyes as cold as if he were looking at three dead people.

"I think you are tired of living and are deliberately looking for death, right?"

The three of them were about to speak, but a heavy sense of oppression hit them. Their hair stood on end instantly and they found it difficult to breathe.

Just like a hare encountering a tiger, the suppression from the bloodline cannot counterattack or resist, and even the body is swallowed up by fear.

Even if the three of them go together, there is no way they can be the opponent of this brat.

"You...what are you..."

The eyes of the three people were full of fear, their upper and lower teeth were trembling, and their whole bodies were trembling. The "bald" man in the middle said with a trembling voice.

"You...you can't...kill us..."

"Oh~ why?"

Yilumi asked with a cold face, slightly curious.

"Because...because, behind our backs..."

The "bald" people seemed to think of the person standing behind them, a little courage came to them, and they began to speak more smoothly.

"It's Lord Foxy who has already climbed to the 200th floor."

The "balding" person said the name of that person, and the other two people seemed to have diluted their fear of Ilu fans because of this name, and smiled proudly.

"Yes, if you kill us."

"Master Foxy will definitely help us take revenge. No matter how talented you are, you can't be the opponent of people on the 200th floor."

"Foxey?"

Yilumi's eyes narrowed, as if he had heard this name somewhere, and it made some impression on him.

His brain was working rapidly, and suddenly a light flashed through his eyes, and the sentence "Foxi defeated Liman to complete three consecutive victories" suddenly appeared in his mind.

"It turns out that was that time."

Yilumi murmured in a low voice. When he just arrived at the Sky Fighting Tower, he saw the live broadcast of this person winning three consecutive victories at the 200th floor level.

Being able to win three consecutive victories at level 200 means that person must be pretty good.

"How is it? Do you remember who that adult is?"

The three of them couldn't help but laugh proudly when they saw that Ilumi seemed to remember Foxy in their mouths.

"People who only know how to play tricks."

Yilumi's eyes became cold again, and he took a gentle step forward with his right foot.

"Can the Mr. Foxy you talk about appear here to save you now?"

"Gulu..."

The breath of death enveloped the whole body, and the three of them felt like they were in a cold winter night, with a cool breeze blowing, biting to the bone.

"you……"

"puff!"

Before he finished speaking, Ilumi's figure disappeared from the sight of the three people. At the same time, there was a soft sound.

The people standing on the left and right shuddered, but after a second, they realized that there were no wounds on their bodies, and they couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"Uh... uh..."

The whimpering sounds of their companions reached their ears, and the two of them slowly turned their heads and looked at the person in the middle.

The "bald" man's eyes were protruding, his hands were covering his throat, and a large amount of blood spurted out from his throat with a "poof~" sound, like a water pipe exploding.

"Bang!"

The "bald" man fell to the ground with his eyes protruding, and blood gushed out from his throat and flowed into the sewer along the cracks in the ground.

"The throat...the throat is missing!"

The man with the missing little finger looked at his companion who was lying on the ground and stared blankly, and lost his voice.

The "one-eyed man" wearing an eyepatch looked at the throat of the corpse and couldn't help but look shocked. There was a bloody hole in the throat, and the throat tube inside was missing.

"Tick tock...tick tock..."

Blood dripped from Illumi's fingertips, hitting the ground with a crisp sound of raindrops.

His right hand was hanging down, holding it lightly with his five fingers. He held a section of the throat in his hand, dripping with blood.

Ilumi slowly turned around, faced the remaining two people again, and slowly approached them with a smile on his face.

"No...don't..."

"I don't want to die...don't kill me..."

The two of them were so frightened that they dropped their weapons and turned around to run away, while Illumi followed them at a slow pace.

"Pfft...pfft..."

From deep in the alley, there were two soft sounds, followed immediately by the sound of two bodies falling to the ground.

"Pah, pah, pah..."

Ilumi looked at the dead body on the ground expressionlessly, and there was a burst of applause from behind him.

"It's amazing, I managed to kill three 150-floor masters effortlessly."

"No, it would be inappropriate to say it was effortless."

"It should be said that you are not on the same level at all."
Chapter completed!