I Contracted All Ancient Divine Artifacts-Chapter 350 - 249: Data Demon

Can’t make contact with the opponent.

Even though Frog’s mumbling explanations couldn’t be heard, Gongyang Jin, in the fallen darkness, still had the keen intuition to realize this point.

This made her original plan completely invalid.

The ground beneath her feet rippled with dark black waves, and pairs of pitch-black hands emerged from the waves, clinging to Gongyang Jin’s feet.

Just as she was about to react, two other wrongly fused patrolmen lunged at her from the front and back.

Gongyang Jin was forced to give up evasive maneuvers, ducking to avoid the "crash" behavior of the two patrolmen.

The Fallen Knight had long anticipated her reaction.

The pitch-black fallen hands transformed into ropes, binding her legs below the knees.

After the two patrolmen missed, they were instantly engulfed by darkness as sticky as ink.

The next second, they reappeared among the dense black hands, reaching for Gongyang Jin’s ankle once more!

At this moment, just after making an evasive move, Gongyang Jin was in a curled-up state.

Faced with this sudden attack, she could only narrowly avoid one of them with a superhuman reaction.

The owner of another hand, the patrolman controlled by Frog, grinned madly as he grabbed Gongyang Jin’s ankle.

He had a dagger ready in advance, which he plunged into his own heart.

"As an Inspector, killing a patrolman colleague is a serious dereliction of duty. Penalty: Deducting 100,000 points!"

The prompt from the Slaughter Battlefield rules, ignoring the restrictions of the fallen dark world, rang in Gongyang Jin’s ear.

Gongyang Jin’s total points were 300,000.

She had previously "accidentally killed" a colleague, and now this was the second one.

Her points, after being deducted twice, were down to her last 100,000 points.

One more patrolman sacrificed, and her character identity would be forcibly stripped away.

At that time, under the crushing weight of social hierarchy, she would no longer have the power to resist.

In the Patrol Office.

Mounted on his warhorse, the Fallen Knight, along with his steed, began to steam with black smoke.

Within the deep helmet of the Fallen Knight, whose specific features were unclear, two dazzling lights burst forth.

The low, hoarse voice suddenly became solemn.

The Knight’s Greatsword, always placed on the right saddle of the warhorse, was raised high with both hands by the Fallen Knight.

"Fallen!"

Another layer of pitch-black aura covered over the existing aura.

In the space of fallen darkness, under the second aura of the Fallen Knight, it suddenly became stickier.

The ground standing under their feet turned to mire, causing Gongyang Jin’s legs to sink deeply.

The countless black "hands" danced wildly, continuously binding upwards, completely restricting Gongyang Jin’s movement.

"Humph!"

Gongyang Jin let out a muffled grunt.

This time, her sense of pain returned.

The last patrolman came up behind her, reaching out his hand.

At the same time, she heard Frog’s voice echoing from behind:

"The game, ends."

Just as the hand was about to touch Gongyang Jin’s shoulder.

Under her feet, a torrent of data composed purely of the numbers 0 and 1, burst forth.

The Patrol Office shrouded in the fallen darkness was completely filled!

In the ears of everyone present, it seemed as though a crisp sound of cracking was heard, followed by the original dark world covering the Patrol Office shattering!

The massive torrent of pure data continued to gush outward from beneath Gongyang Jin’s feet.

"The fallen aura of the Fallen Knight can indeed plunge people into a dark world, but my Virtual-Real Technology can also immerse people in a virtual world."

"The most convenient and quickest way to break the Fallen Aura is the collision of two worlds!"

A voice came before the person was seen.

Among the countless 0s and 1s filling the room, a portion suddenly converged together, forming the shape of a Little Dragon Man.

"This is impossible, you have no social hierarchy, how could that be..."

"Who said I have no social hierarchy? Look again carefully?"

As Bob spoke, he walked over to Gongyang Jin.

On top of his head was a small skullcap, looking somewhat comical.

"Fruit Vendor, Social Level: 1."

"Since you’ve studied the Character Identity Card, you should know that the Character Identity Card is one of the rules established by the Slaughter Battlefield, which even the Slaughter Battlefield itself cannot violate."

"I conducted an experiment with a stray dog. As long as it is a living creature with life, it can be given a character identity."

So, in the current Slaughter Battlefield, there is a stray dog with the character identity of "Social Level: 0, Antique Vendor," wandering around aimlessly.

It might be trying to trade with other stray cats and dogs, exchanging food for the ancestral bone it carries in its mouth. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Back to the main topic.

"Even if you are a Social Level 1 Fruit Vendor, how could you possibly be a match for a Social Level 3 Conspiracy Theorist?"

"Pay attention to your wording, as a researcher, you must be rigorous enough."

The level suppression of Social Level 3 over Social Level 1 is undeniable.

But it does not mean that there is absolutely no chance of a comeback, even if the probability is only a few decimal places.

When Gongyang Jin was a Social Level 1 Sword Dojo Coach, she once used the Ancient Divine Weapon Xuan Yuan Sword to repel a Level 2 rogue.

For Bob, this intervention was deliberate; it only needed to call a significant amount of data flow, nothing more.

Even for a Social Level 3 Conspiracy Theorist, in the face of this massive torrent of data, they are destined to be temporarily overshadowed!

"The Slaughter Battlefield canceled my status as a selected candidate."

"I’m now standing here, with an identity just like the countless NPCs in the Slaughter Battlefield."

When Shang Siteng was in the Qinse World, she created a rapidly technologically advancing advanced civilization within just a dozen days.

Although Bob falls slightly short when compared to Shang Siteng, giving it three days is not without any achievements at all.

"So, come forth, Data Demons!"

As Bob dramatically raised his hand, claw, that unstoppable torrent of data suddenly split and descended, transforming into colossal entities as large as skyscrapers.

These enormous entities, just like the Little Dragon Man Bob, were entirely composed of the numbers 0 and 1.

They had no limbs, only a bloated, gigantic body, and two hollow eyes.

Suddenly, a fissure opened in the middle of its body, swallowing the last patrolman whole.

The patrolman who was swallowed was repeatedly pierced by countless torrents of data, instantly being assimilated into a string of data, vanishing without a trace.

More Data Demons lowered their bodies, opening their huge mouths toward the tiny-as-dust Fallen Knight and Frog below.

The situation turned around.