God-Level Special Forces Soldier

Chapter 835 - 831: The Fall of a Legend

Watching the Hidden Needle about to collide with the great bell again, Xiao Tian couldn’t help but start mocking himself. Who would have thought that before the enemy was defeated, he would end up playing himself to death first!Xiao Tian couldn’t help but start doubting himself. What possessed him earlier to come up with such a method to torture himself, that in the end, equated to wrapping himself up for the opponent to easily kill or spare?

This time, whether the Hidden Needle could shatter the connection between him and the great bell, Xiao Tian didn’t know. But what he did know was that, no matter what happened to the Hidden Needle, he really couldn’t hold on much longer!

Maintaining a painful gesture for a long time, Xiao Tian was not a masochist, unable to achieve an unfeeling state nor derive enjoyment from it. He could only manage a bitter smile, reluctantly preparing to disperse the gesture.

However, just at this moment, when the hand gesture was about to disperse, a phenomenon occurred...

Under Xiao Tian’s surprised gaze, a mighty force surged from between his fingers, and then instantly got directed towards the Hidden Needle, which was about to hit the inner wall of the great bell.

The next moment, the Hidden Needle seemed to have its bones removed, collapsing like a pile of mud, without making a sound and failing to strike the inner bell wall.

Xiao Tian, dumbfounded, witnessed the bizarre scene unfold clearly. Just as he was directed by a force to point at the Hidden Needle, a thumb-thick beam of light shone from his middle finger.

Almost simultaneously with the appearance of the beam, the Hidden Needle froze on the spot, unmoving, until it collapsed, and only then did Xiao Tian realize what happened.

It seemed that the Hidden Needle was likely pierced by that beam, falling to the ground, life or death unknown.

From the looks of it, the Hidden Needle was probably dead.

Of course, that the Hidden Needle died pierced by the beam was just a deduction based on common sense from Xiao Tian; the actual situation was still unknown.

Because, with Xiao Tian’s eyes, given the situation at that time, he only saw a fleeting glimpse of the beam, so brief that if not attentive, it would be dismissed as a simple optical illusion.

Though he wasn’t focusing on it, this indirectly confirmed the power of the hand gesture just now.

Quickly stepping forward, after confirming the Hidden Needle no longer breathed, Xiao Tian did not rush to retrieve the treasure but carefully studied the carved image he had seen on the inner wall of the great bell.

But what he saw left Xiao Tian astonished...

The inner wall was entirely smooth, covered thoroughly by a faint yellow halo, without any trace of the image!

Even more, when Xiao Tian reached out to touch it, it was perfectly smooth, without any bumps or indentations.

Seeing this, Xiao Tian frowned and began to meticulously investigate.

...

An entire hour had passed since the group entered the world within the Shaking Light Disc.

But this one hour felt longer than a year for everyone present, spent almost entirely in torment.

During this hour, Thunder King Salon was the first to disappear into the surrounding darkness, followed by two other experts. Now, the fates of the three remained unknown, neither alive nor dead.

At present, both Xiao Tian and the Hidden Needle had disappeared from sight, their bodies shrouded by a grand and imposing giant bell, making it impossible to discern what was happening inside.

The man who easily deflected an attack from the Hidden Needle was now lying on the ground, vomiting blood, with no signs of awakening for a long while.

Thus, all present were equally matched in strength, and there was no one who stood out significantly above the others!

The crowd stood eyeing each other for a while, resembling a flock of leaderless lambs ready for slaughter. They urgently needed someone to emerge as the core leader of the team, to lead them out of this constantly unsettling environment.

"Who among us is capable of assuming this heavy responsibility?!"

Finally, someone couldn’t resist speaking up, bringing up this somewhat sensitive topic, but, unsurprisingly, no one spoke out to volunteer.

In the current situation, even those with longstanding grievances and grudges against each other chose to temporarily suppress and endure them.

Thus, for the actions of Hidden Needle and Thunder King Salon who disregarded the broader situation, most people were a bit confused and disapproving.

But since things had come to this point, whatever thoughts people had, it seemed too late to say anything now. Getting through the current crisis was the primary task!

After a long pause with no one speaking, the person who had asked the question proposed, "Since everyone is at a loss, someone has to step up. I suggest Qiao Guanyu should take on the role of leader and lead us out of this predicament."

At this, people nodded in agreement, while the minority who didn’t express consent remained silent. Apparently unwilling in thought, they nonetheless conceded to this outcome.

Named by the crowd, Qiao Guanyu spoke, "I understand everyone’s feelings. In fact, I am just as anxious. However, I’m truly unfit for this role. Please, choose someone else."

A thankless task—who would want to take it on?!

Based on this, Qiao Guanyu’s polite refusal was not unexpected, and after he spoke, someone immediately chimed in, "Brother Qiao, please don’t decline. Of all present, your strength ranks the highest."

"If you can’t take up this mantle, then it goes for the rest of us even more!"

After those words, others in the crowd echoed similar sentiments.

"That’s right, desperate times call for desperate measures. Among the vertically challenged, the strongest must rise as the leader!"

"Right now, we urgently need a leader. Otherwise, a scattered group like this, in such circumstances, would be tantamount to certain death!"

"Please, don’t refuse any longer, Brother Qiao!"

Forced onto the stage, Qiao Guanyu’s face alternated between red and white, deeply wanting to spit in the faces of these shameless people.

Yet he restrained that impulse, maintaining the most basic sense of reason.

However, as the urging didn’t cease, Qiao Guanyu felt as if swarmed by buzzing flies, atop a heap of garbage, causing chaos in his mind, driving him nearly insane!

Just when the beleaguered Qiao Guanyu was about to take action, the giant bell atop the stage suddenly soared into the air, revealing the scenery within.

Naturally, Xiao Tian stood there unharmed and stable, but strangely, he appeared alone, the Hidden Needle was nowhere in sight.

Soon, they noticed the anomaly, realizing that the Hidden Needle hadn’t vanished; it was just that the ink-black garments were so inconspicuous that they were subconsciously overlooked at first glance.

With this, the outcome of the duel between the two was self-evident. Seeing the fallen legendary figure, the top assassin amongst his kind, Xiao Tian’s gaze turned complicated.

The promise made deep in Kunlun echoed once more in his ears...