Chapter 148: Daren (1)

Chapter 148: Daren (1)

Daren, the leader of KF, blinked several times.

He wondered if he was seeing a ghost.

Where the hell did this guy come from? He didnt even trigger my perception.

Considering his sudden appearance, it seemed like he had used the skill Invisibility, but he wasnt detected by perception skills.

You, what the hell are you doi

Before Daren could finish shouting, he shut his mouth.

Without warning, the newcomer had cut the throat of an organization member who had grabbed the child named Riki.

The deed was done cleanly, without a drop of blood being spared, and then he even had the leisure to hand the child over to Victor.

In contrast, Daren couldnt afford such leisure.

He was so tense that sweat beads formed on his forehead.

It was only later that he noticed the man was wielding a scythe.

A player who uses a scythe as a weapon

There was one figure who came to mind almost synonymously.

Black Scythe?

His nationality is unknown, but always topping the global rankings.

Among players worldwide, he was known as a monster.

Could it be that Black Scythe?

Just because the nickname and the class is Reaper, and hes known to wield a scythe, doesnt guarantee its him.

He hadnt seen it himself, and whether Black Scythe used a scythe wasnt certain.

It was merely speculation.

No, but that movement

It was extraordinary.

Not the skills of an ordinary player.

He wanted to check again.

The opponent vanished conspicuously.

What? Didnt he use invisibility just now?

There should be a cooldown, but he used it again?

Moreover, the astounding part was that using invisibility made him disappear from perception.

Impressive. But that doesnt mean I cant give the command

Daren couldnt even continue his thought.

Crack-!

A tremendous force from behind crashed his face into the ground.

Kuueek

It seemed his front teeth and nose were broken.

Bo, Boss!

The white mask, who had appeared behind him, tightened his grip on Darens neck.

Ughhhhhh

His mouth filled with dirt, he couldnt move.

He wanted to issue a command but was unable to.

But his subordinates wouldnt just stand by and watch their boss be subdued.

That bastard!

Save the Boss!

Thirty players, each armed with a weapon, charged to kill the white mask.

The remaining ordinary members of the organization hesitated to aim their guns.

A wrong move could put holes in their boss as well.

But they didnt know.

The man subduing their boss was smiling under the mask.

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