Otherworld Advance Team-Chapter 38 - 34 The Final

38: Chapter 34: The Final

38 -34: The Final

The second day brought the ultimate finals.

According to the rules, the two teams competing for the championship would participate in three matches.

The team that won two matches would be declared victorious.

After each match, there would be an hour of rest before the next one begins.

The team of five arrived at the Virtual Battlefield, where the Orion Squad had already been waiting.

Upon their arrival, the team captain, Murong, greeted them warmly, “Hello, let’s all do our best!”

“Uh,” Tangmo, who was the captain, was stunned momentarily before being nudged by Luo’er from behind.

He quickly returned the greeting, “The same to you!”

Murong looked at Tangmo with a smile, then shifted his gaze towards Luo’er, giving him a meaningful look.

After a brief preparation, the two teams were immediately teleported from the main hall to the main battlefield.

After a flash of light, they arrived outside a castle, where the mission was handed over to the team captain.

“Um…” Tangmo read the information and seemed to want to say something but hesitated.

“What does it say?” Luo’er stepped forward, magnifying the mission information.

The mission required them to sneak into the castle and assassinate the castle’s master.

The mission briefing did not provide a photo of the assassination target, but only some basic characteristics, to ensure they didn’t kill the wrong person.

“Let me see the characteristics,” Hu Daoke leaned in, squinting his eyes to observe, “Around eighty or ninety years old, wearing a beard, dressed extravagantly, with a fancy ring on his left hand.”

“How are we supposed to kill him?

Just go in and randomly pick someone and hope for the best?” Hu Daoke spread out his hands, expressing frustration.

“The master of the castle would certainly be residing in the core location.

If that’s the case, our search area can be narrowed down.” Luo’er analyzed calmly.

“We have enough information.

I’ll go kill him; you guys wait for my signal.” With the experience of last time’s trump card move, Cheng Ziang confidently volunteered to do the job.

“Hold on, the Orion Squad is still in the map.

We need to analyze before making a decision.” Luo’er hastily intervened.

“You guys make a decision, I’ll go get it done.

If I fail, it’s just me who dies.” Cheng Ziang was seemingly determined to conduct a solo stealth assassination.

Before Luo’er could continue to dissuade him, Cheng Ziang had disappeared into the nearby bushes, leaving no trace of his whereabouts.

“This dude!” Hu Daoke expressed his dissatisfaction with Cheng Ziang.

“Alas, it’s fine.

Let’s just make the decision ourselves!” Luo’er sighed, harboring some wishful thinking in his heart that Cheng Ziang could handle everything on his own.

“If too many of us sneak in, it would likely arouse suspicion.

Let’s split into smaller groups instead.” Luo’er proposed.

“Split into a sniper team and an assault team?” Hu Daoke pointed at Luo’er and himself, questioning.

“Yes, you two find a high ground with a direct view of the castle’s core location.

Set up a sniper point and provide us with support.”

“Got it!” Hu Daoke nodded, switching out his light machine gun.

“Baiyue, there are sure to be mages inside the castle, so try to minimize the use of the silencer sniper, understood?” Luo’er instructed Baiyue.

“Hmm!” Baiyue nodded.

“Good, it’s now dusk.

According to the time flow in the Virtual Battlefield, it will be midnight in two hours.

We will carry out the operation then, and must withdraw before dawn.

Understood?”

“Understood!” The two nodded.

“Good, move out!”

With Luo’er’s command, four people divided into two small groups and gradually advanced towards the castle.

It was an impressively large castle with a village beneath its walls, providing for the nobility within the castle.

Luo’er estimated that the castle’s walls were not high and unconquerable.

Therefore, scaling the wall should be fairly easy.

Two hours passed quickly.

According to the previously set plan, Luo’er and Tangmo found a less guarded spot, used a rope to scale the wall, and successfully infiltrated the castle.

It was midnight, the moon was veiled by thin clouds, perfectly concealing their tracks.

Luo’er adjusted the silencer on his muzzle, made a gesture for Tangmo to follow him, and they slowly advanced towards the castle’s core location.

The castle was eerily quiet, and they had to tread cautiously.

Although the development of silencers could effectively mute the gunfire, and they were using special subsonic bullets, the sound made was still enough to attract guards.

So Luo’er had to limit the use of weapons.

Similarly, because mages from the Otherworld could detect magical fluctuations, even Tangmo’s magic was restricted to avoid exposure.

Up until this point in the competition, this was the first time Luo’er felt under pressure.

He could neither use firearms nor magic, and could only thread his nervous way through the gaps between the guards, which significantly slowed their pace.

Reaching the core of the main city, the way was blocked by two heavily armed tin can guards at the gate.

“What should we do, Luo’er?” Tangmo quietly asked.

“Wait a second.” Luo’er tried to look around at the higher points, hoping to find a sniper group’s position.

Although they didn’t know where they were, Luo’er still made an attack gesture, signaling the snipers to distract the guards.

Although Luo’er did not expect it, the helmet of one of the guards at the gate suddenly emitted a white light, and then he fell silently to the ground.

The heavy armor slammed onto the ground, making a dull, metallic sound.

The other guard, oblivious to his companion’s fate, ran over to check on him, but as he bent down, his helmet also emitted the same white light, and he too fell silent onto his companion’s body.

“Ten seconds!”

Overjoyed, Luo’er waved Tangmo towards the gate.

As they passed the two bodies, Luo’er pulled out a grenade, removed the pin, and stuffed the grenade under the bodies.

Then, sturdy gun in hand, he slowly pushed open the large gate with one hand and raised the gun to his cheek with the other, slowly poking into the core building of the castle.

Coming towards them was a somewhat dim corridor lit only by the faint light of a candle.

The two slipped in, closed the door behind them, and had barely taken a few steps forward when they heard noisy voices from the end of the corridor.

Luo’er pushed Tangmo into a room on the side of the corridor.

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“Boom!”

An explosion sounded from the direction of the gate, presumably triggered by the moving bodies detonating the grenade.

Both of them distinctly heard wailing and the clanging sound of metal hitting the ground.

The commotion at the gate was enough to distract the guards.

After several waves of guards ran past them, Luo’er carefully pushed the door open and looked at the empty corridor.

He took a deep breath and, sticking close to the wall, slowly moved forward.

Tangmo, holding the silencer gun, followed him.

The normally talkative Tangmo was rendered silent due to the intense atmosphere.

By continuously avoiding and moving, the two slowly entered the core of the building.

But there were dozens of rooms here, and they had no idea where the target was located.

Searching room by room would be risky and bothersome.

According to their plan, they should have been able to retreat within an hour, but the actual time they spent was far beyond that.

A weary maid walked down the dim corridor and was suddenly ambushed by Luo’er, who pinned her against the wall.

One hand firmly covered her mouth, and the other held a dagger to her throat.

“Answer what I ask, if you dare to scream, I’ll slit your throat, understand?” Luo’er glared at her with a frigid gaze, threatening in a low voice.

Apparently recognizing the sharpness of the blade at her throat, the strong desire to survive prompted the maid to nod.

Seeing her nod, Luo’er slowly removed the hand that covered her mouth and asked, “Where is your master?”

The maid did not speak but looked in a general direction with fearful eyes.

“Be accurate!” Luo’er continued to threaten.

The maid feebly raised her hand, pointing to a room deep in the corridor.

“Thank you!” Luo’er nodded in satisfaction, withdrew the dagger from her throat, and warned, “Remember, if something happens to your master, you won’t be off the hook.

You know what to say, right?”

Shaking, the maid nodded.

She knew what Luo’er meant.

If her master was harmed, her fate as a maid who saw the assassin would be no better than that of the assassin.

Therefore, the only way to save herself was to pretend to know nothing.

Luo’er smiled, turned her around to face the wall, and then suddenly struck her neck.

The maid instantly fainted, falling limply to the ground.

Luo’er dragged her into an unoccupied room.

Seeing Luo’er’s actions, Tangmo felt a bit uncomfortable.

She knew that Luo’er was already showing mercy.

According to most principles, anyone who has seen an assassin and been forced to disclose information would have no fate but death.

Luo’er merely threatened her and didn’t kill her, which could be considered merciful.

“Let’s keep moving!”

Luo’er motioned, and with the information provided by the maid, finally had a sense of direction.

He and Tangmo carefully approached the room where the castle’s master resided.

He tried to push the door and found that it was not locked, eliminating the need to break it down.

Thinking this, Luo’er made a cover gesture to Tangmo, handing her his rifle and taking her handgun.

With the gun raised, he pushed open the door and entered.

In contrast to the dim corridor, the room was brightly lit, lavishly decorated with precious ornaments.

There was a luxurious table at the center of the room covered in stationery.

Sitting in front of the table was an old man with white hair.

He seemed unaware of Luo’er’s arrival and continued to lean back in his chair with his back to him.