Editor: Elanor
Warning: This chapter contains depiction of sexual assault and rape that some readers may find extremely triggering. Proceed at your own risk!
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Qi Qing’s team rape the victim and kill him. Xia Tian gets mad and decides to kill the team.
Xia Tian had a chilling realization on what “lubrication” meant, and he could almost hear the slimy watery sound of the bald man’s hand poking into the body…
He wanted to vomit, he hadn’t wanted to vomit so badly in a while.
The guy in the black jacket crouched in front of the victim, grabbed his hair and forced him to look up, and said with a sincere expression, “I especially liked when you wore the dark blue coat at the opening banquet. You looked very elegant.”
The victim was facing the camera, and Xia Tian found that he had seen him at the banquet previously. The guy was very handsome. Despite being entangled in the Killing Show, he lived an honest life, and seemed to have a girlfriend.
After having survived until this round, most players had already met each other once or twice on different occasions. At those times, everyone was well dressed, talking about fees, houses, endorsements, or sports cars.
But here, all the pretense of a smile at those parties was stripped away to reveal the actual horror within.
In the hazy and dim light, Xia Tian saw the bald man pressing the victim’s face, which had just been praised as “very elegant”, to the ground, while the black jacket guy kicked his legs wide open. The other party had no strength to resist, but he was still cursing, saying that even after he became a ghost, he would never let these bastards go.
Qi Qing, who was leaning against the tree, chuckled and said, “You’re mistaken, bro. This is the ‘City in the Clouds’, there are no ghosts here.”
He didn’t even look up from his phone. “There are ‘white specters’ here, though,” he continued, gesturing to the darkness beyond the lights. “But they’re grown in the genetic labs, in order to add fun to the games.”
A guy with a mohawk came over and… “lubricated” him with the blood and guts of his teammates.
The man struggled as hard as he could, his voice was already hoarse, and then not long after, his will power broke and he started crying uncontrollably.
Unlike the last blood sacrifice platform, this torture was rife with sexual assault.
Goosebumps spread throughout Xia Tian’s body as he watched those people drag the victim to the stone pillar, prop him up and thrust the stone protrusion… into the man’s body from behind.
The man had already half collapsed. At this time, he screamed and struggled frantically. There was blood everywhere on the screen. The others skillfully controlled his body and pressed him down.
Qi Qing looked at this scene with interest, but there was no warmth in his smile. The bloody scene was reflected in his pupils that were devoid of any emotions..
Next to him, Wei Xi’s cup dropped to the ground with a “thud”. His face was frighteningly white, his hands were clenched tightly, and he assumed a defensive stance towards the emptiness in front of him.
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“We have to go…” he stammered. He then grabbed the knife on the table before saying, “We have to save him before they kill him—”
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He grabbed the victim by the hair and pulled him outward, dragging the bloody stone protrusion out of his back hole. The man was a crying mess, his features twisted in horror and pain. The black jacket guy suddenly pressed him down again, causing the other person to squirm and the stone protrusion to be forcefully reinserted into his body.
“Killing Shows sometimes give us the illusion,” the abuser said, “that if you can fight, you’ll be free, and the world will treat you like a guest. In actuality we are plated and served to a table of rich perverts, left at mercy to their wills.”
“It’s the same everywhere,” Qi Qing said in a light and indifferent tone.
The black jacket guy held the tortured man’s hair in a death grip and made violent thrusts, and even the usual rhythmic squelching sounds of sex could be heard. Every time he moved, the other side twitched, but the twitching weakened with time.
Xia Tian had seen a lot of perverted things in the Lower City, but this kind of thing was second to none.
He touched the video, and it shrank into a tiny dot before returning to the countless flickering screens. He didn’t know how many killings had taken place in this flowing stardust-like cluster.
The moment before the screen shut off, they heard Qi Qing’s voice, saying, “Work has started.”
After a brief moment of shock, Xia Tian pulled the screen back and enlarged it. Qi Qing stood up straight and looked at a certain point on the screen. It was obvious that he was receiving a message in his contact lens.
“No!” shouted a person who was taking off his pants—Xia Tian tried not to think about what he wanted to do. The victim was already dead.
Qi Qing squinted at the guy who had shouted out, and he quickly closed his mouth and put his pants back on.
Black Jacket said, “What’s the matter?”
“It’s that kind of thing,” Qi Qing said, in a bored and indifferent tone. He turned around and walked in the direction of the residential area, and his team members followed.
Behind them, the screen was empty. The dull light faintly illuminated the bodies. One of them hung from a prism of a sloping stone, his lower body dyeing the large disc red. Behind him, you could see his teammates’ mangled bodies.
Here, people were the embodiment of frailty and lowliness; their worth was only for a round of horror and erotic game.
And the murderers looked bored, as if they were just walking through a junkyard, and everything they destroyed and discarded was meaningless.
Wei Xi suddenly stood up, and after saying a quick “sorry”, he rushed into the bathroom, probably to throw up.
Xia Tian adjusted other cameras and stared at the group of people walking all the way to the residential area. He moved his gaze from one person to another; he was extremely focused, like a beast hunting its prey.
At this moment, there was a brisk beep from the computer.
A system mail alert, the kind of thing that was related to the main line and you had to read.
Bai Jingan opened it and said: “An invitation letter from the Lawyer-in-charge.”
The lawyer-in-charge said that the firearms collection room was Mr. Shi’s favorite place and he was not prepared to have it take part in this event, but after some consideration, he thought that given how highly Mr. Shi held young talents, he must also hope that his relics would be a part of the event.
In other words, the organizers were ready to open the arsenal.
After all, it was better than having a hole created in the vent by the players, and then everyone crawling in one by one.
After vomiting in the bathroom, Wei Xi’s complexion had turned pale. He came out and turned on a camera. Several people saw Angus rushing to the arsenal, followed by a bunch of human and cyborg NPC bodyguards.
Xia Tian swept a brief glance before looking away.
An Xiaoyin was also inside. After that incident, they transferred her to the personal team of the Lawyer-in-charge, and she could often be seen when they monitored the actions that side. She always walked on the edge of that majestic team, her eyes looking into the darkness deep in the garden.
All Xia Tian did in response to this was simply move his fingertips and go to the arsenal’s hologram that came with the invitation. He didn’t seem to see her in the video at all.
The invitation letter was specially paired with a holographic picture of the arsenal. After opening it, they could see rows of display cabinets spread out around them, with countless firearms placed inside.
In addition to the old-fashioned revolvers, there were also more powerful weapons like rocket launchers, grenades, laser guns, stun guns, sniper rifles, and even some next-generation weapons that they didn’t know the name of. There were two floors, and both were densely packed with hot weapons.
When they were concentrating on the screen, Eric suddenly spoke: “The organizers fucking want us all destroyed, right?”
“They will control it,” Bai Jingan said.
“I want this Swift Eagle S heavy gun and Piercer bomb pack,” Xia Tian said, “Oh, and the new Doomsday Destroyer rocket launcher too…”
—After hollowing out the arsenal, Xia Tian no longer expected the planning team to lift the ban on his Marshmallow, so it was wise to get a few guns in hand. It was better to be safe than sorry.
“There is also the Pilgrim series of multi-use energy guns,” Eric said.
Bai Jingan suddenly reached out and zoomed in on an area. The rest of them turned their heads to look, and they were speechless for a while.
“Magnetic virus bomb…” Wei Xi murmured.
“They definitely want all of us destroyed, don’t they?!” Eric said.
“This thing needs to be contained immediately.”
“I don’t want to know what the organizers are thinking.”
The group lamented the situation with the weapons. Just by looking at the pile of weapons, they could already tell how hellish the fourth round was going to be.
They were not in a hurry to rush to the arsenal. Even if the organizers agreed to open it, it would take at least three hours to open its door. There were also many other teams thinking this way, waiting for the right moment as they observed from a distance.
Moreover, Xia Tian was injured, so it was better for him to curl up and rest on the sofa cushion.
“I still can’t believe they’re going to open up the arsenal just like that,” Eric said, “Hot weapons are the highlight, and now no matter how fierce the competition for weapons is, the income will be much lower than they expected.”
“It won’t be too hard to fight,” Xia Tian said, “People aren’t stupid, just look at the situation and you can tell that outside—”
He suddenly stopped and turned his head to zoom in on a floating screen.
It was footage of Qi Qing’s group scurrying to the residential area. Despite the low lighting, those familiar with virtual networks could tell that the Mohawk Head was sending messages quickly.
“Who is he sending the messages to?” Xia Tian said.
“I’m checking,” Wei Xi said, “They’re using the Hull encryption protocol.”
As he spoke, the left floating screen showed that the Lawyer-in-charge had arrived at the arsenal and was saying to a group of “heirs”: “It has been agreed that the door to the arsenal would be opened. I believe that for everyone present, the door is just a shallow thing like bricks. There will definitely be a fierce battle for the victory and defeat, and the purpose of the competition will be fully achieved—”
After attentively watching the scene for a while, Xia Tian suddenly cursed before he grabbed his sword and headed out.
Bai Jingan muttered “Holy shit” and followed him out.
Eric asked from behind: “What’s wrong?”
Wei Xi shook his head, grabbed the knife on the table, and followed.
In front, Xia Tian and Bai Jingan were discussing something quickly. He heard their tactical planner say in a slightly pissed-off tone: “The planning team has a lot of dogs in the show.”
It was at this point that the situation at the arsenal changed.
When the Lawyer-in-charge finished speaking, he walked to the side and looked at the changes. The other players were waiting to rush to the door of the arsenal, when suddenly a small team suddenly gathered around and blocked the door to the collection room.
It was Qi Qing’s team.
The baby-faced demon stood at the front, smiling at the players who were still gathering over one after another on the opposite side, and said: “Since the hot weapons are open, why don’t we discuss the distribution of the loot first?”
After he finished speaking, a brief silence fell all around as everyone placed their hands on their weapons. Everyone had licked blood from the tip of a knife, and no matter how cheerful they appeared to be, they could judge the signal of battle and killing at a glance.
But at that moment, another team directly passed the crowd and walked towards Qi Qing’s small group. Walking in the forefront was Xu Yintian, a famous star player. His footsteps were steady and his teammates behind him had the same calm attitude. He displayed no fear, and he didn’t seem to be walking towards his opponent.
Qi Qing took a look at them, as if weighing their weight, then smiled, made a “welcome” gesture, and took a step to the side, accepting them into his camp.
The people on the opposite side were in a commotion, and Eric said: “They are… dividing into camps.”
“Wouldn’t that result in a lot of people not having firearms?” Wei Xi said.
“This is what they want,” Eric said, “This time, there will be fight, blood, and death toll up to the standard.”
He had only been trailing his teammates when he abruptly reacted and questioned, “What are you going to do?!”
“Kill someone,” Xia Tian stated flatly.
“Who?”
“Qi Qing.”
Nice! So we can expect him to have a nice, gruesome death… right?
Thanks for the translation ❤
thanks for the chapter