New Eden: Live to Play, Play to Live Chapter 810 Kill Team

Chapter 810 Kill Team

She knew as a fact that all his soul companions were still inside New Eden, so he shouldn’t have been able to meld with them.

As for the demons of Solomon’s signet, she had seen a few, but none that resembled Alexander this much.

No.

She recognized this demonization. She had seen it before.

Or rather, seen half of it before. In Lacs-des-Seizes-Iles.

Her eyes went wide at the realization.

‘Was this why he didn’t want me to enter the cell? Was he scared he might change into that thing?’ she wondered.

Seeing her surprised reaction, the Elder, Bai Feng, clicked his tongue in annoyance.

‘She really didn’t know… What a clueless girl.’

“Song Ping. Let the girl go. She doesn’t need to witness this or get caught in it. Girl. Leave this place,” Bai Feng said, locking his eyes on the Alexander.

Song Ping spat in discontent but did as ordered, taking his sword away from Kary’s throat and pushing her toward the patio.

“You can fly, right? Then fly away, bitch. This is no place for a woman.”

Kary’s eye twitched at the misogynistic comment, and she almost lost her cool instantly. But she also didn’t want to get stuck in a fight where she might have to kill humans.

Or worse. Where she might have to help them kill Alex.

Lighting herself on fire, Kary jumped over the balcony railing before launching toward Jack’s private hospital. She could only think of one person who might have called these people, and her heart burned with rage.

‘If he’s dead by the time I come back here, I’ll have your head, you Chinese bastard…’ Kary cursed inwardly.

Seeing her fly away, Alex felt a sense of relief.

He was relieved that she wouldn’t be in danger anymore and that she wouldn’t have to see him do what he would do next.

Because there was no way he was letting these men leave alive.

“I hope you said goodbye to your families before coming here. Because I will be sending you back to your home country in bags. Many bags,” Alex seethed.

The small orb of black fire over his head grew in size, almost reaching the horns on both sides of his head.

Alex wasn’t going to let them hold the initiative. The moment one of them twitched, his body was already before him, and his claw was swinging out for the kill.

The man’s eyes went wide, the speed at which Alex had moved much too fast for him to react. But he wasn’t alone.

Elder Bai Feng snapped his head toward his ally and blurted, “Dùn!”

A bright blue barrier formed between him and Alex as the latter’s claw ground against it, sending sparks flying.

Alex jumped back, realizing his surprise attack had been useless.

‘So he’s a support. And that Song Ping guy must be a front-

liner, given his weapons.’

As he thought that, the young man, Song Ping, blasted forward, his hook blades in a cross-shape before himself. The other older man, who had been blocking the elevator, lunged at him, gauntlets appearing over his hands.

‘A monk type and a dual-wielder. Those are the front liners. The older one is a support caster type. That leaves the one I was attacking.’

Alex was analyzing everything as it happened, his body and thoughts much faster than his opponents. He glanced at the last man; the second young man, Xue Wei, materialized a chain in his hands that had a fine dart affixed to the end.

‘Ranged attacker—a pretty standard group composition. But I can’t get lazy. They’ll hit me from all angles if I do. I’m sure they are also used to working as a team. This might get tricky,’ Alex mused, before lowering his stance.

He knew he overpowered them, but four against one was still risky. He was almost sure their weapons would pierce his skin if they hit him.

Just looking at the blades that Song Ping held, his skin crawled.

‘These are demon-hunting weapons. I should have gone with Geminae’s form. But I wouldn’t have been stronger than them that much then. Guess I’ll play the double-edged sword, then.’

The first one to reach him was Song Ping, who had reacted the fastest, and he cut his blades in an X pattern, leaving very little space for Alex to dodge.

Pumping mana into his hand, Alex clawed at the swords, parrying the attack. But he still felt the blades sink into his hard claws before the nails regenerated.

‘Good thing I boosted them. He would have gone straight through.’

As Song Ping was thrown back, he needed to deal with the following threat: the second elder, Zhang Huo, throwing a fist at his exposed side. Simultaneously, he could hear the faint whistling of something flying at his head and saw a glimmer of metal from the corner of his eye.

‘Coordinated attack. The dart is the real threat. At worst, the gauntlets will break a rib or two, but that dart is coming in fast enough to pierce my skull.’

Alex shifted his body enough to dodge the incoming dart, as changing its trajectory mid-flight would be next to impossible, but he exposed more of his side to Zhang Huo doing this.

But that was a trade he was willing to make.

As the gauntlet hit his side, he also heard Elder Bai Feng shout something.

“Yā Suì!”

He felt a surge of power coming from the gauntlet, now pressed against his skin.

‘Shit!’ he cursed.

He didn’t even consider the possibility that the support could also boost the attack of his allies. And now he paid the price of his overconfidence.

He felt his right side ribs shatter inside his abdomen; the shrapnel piercing his internal organs, making him cough blood.

Reeling from the attack, Alex jumped back. His regenerative abilities were already at work, repairing the damage inside, but it wouldn’t be instant.

‘This is going to be harder than I anticipated. Maybe I should have asked for Kary’s help after all.’

But he wouldn’t have much time to think. The four men were already attacking once more.

‘If only this demon had more than just good physical capabilities…’