Death Game: Starting as a Trickster, Pretending to Be a God

Chapter 722: The Corporate Drone vs. the Magician - Epic Showdown

The moment that rabbit appeared, Good Night and Paper Kite immediately went on alert.

Paper Kite raised her gun and fired a burst at it, but the rabbit dodged with incredible agility.

After all, the rabbit was small to begin with, and its speed was terrifyingly fast.

After Paper Kite's shots missed, the rabbit hopped and bounced its way above the trio's heads.

Good Night swung his keyboard at the rabbit, but the rabbit blocked it mid-air with the small cane in its hand.

"So you choose the violence?"

"You have made your bed and you must lie on it!"

The rabbit said, then pulled a red cloth from its chest.

Then...

From that red cloth, it pulled out a bomb with a burning fuse—a bomb that looked like it had been yanked straight out of a cartoon.

"Thump!"

The bomb fell and exploded mid-air!

A massive shockwave propelled the rabbit forward, and it landed perfectly on Phantom's head like a stuffed toy.

Phantom grabbed the rabbit down and ruffled his hair. "Hey, buddy, you're messing up my hairstyle."

The rabbit looked at Phantom. "Sorry, I don't understand what you're saying."

Phantom stared at the rabbit. "What are you pretending for? You don't understand Chinese now? Want me to release you into the wild in Sichuan Province?"

The rabbit looked at Phantom and spoke with perfect pronunciation.

"I just saved your life, and you are so rude!"

"I wouldn't have been in trouble without you either, Teacher Rabbit. Are you underestimating me?"

Phantom said with displeasure.

Li Nian, perched above, couldn't stand it anymore. "Alright, bro, stop arguing with your summoned creature—you haven't won yet!"

As Li Nian spoke, Phantom turned around.

Although the explosion had caught Good Night and Paper Kite off guard, the bomb detonating right above their heads had dealt them full damage...

But that level of damage wasn't enough to take them down.

"Shit, you've really pissed me off..."

Good Night staggered up from the ground, blood streaming down his face.

But clearly, compared to his injuries, Good Night was more concerned about another kind of damage—the explosion above had blown off half of his toupee.

Now Good Night's head looked like a chicken nest with a ruffled rooster squatting on top.

Lin Yu, hiding in a shadowy corner to avoid the explosion damage, watched the scene. He had never seen Good Night this furious.

Even when Fluoxetine had nearly beaten him half-crippled, Good Night had been optimistic lying in his hospital bed.

"Captain Good Night..."

Paper Kite started, but Good Night raised his hand.

"Don't interfere from now on. This is a personal grudge between me and this damn magician."

Good Night said, then let out a long breath.

"Shit, you have plenty of hair yourself, so why wear a hat?"

"Just because you have a lot of hair, you think you can attack my toupee? Shit?!"

He said, and Phantom looked completely confused.

"What the hell are you talking about? Where is this coming from?"

But Good Night didn't care anymore. He let out a roar and pulled out a bunch of bottles and jars from his chest.

[Life-Sustaining Iced Americano], [Life-or-Death Vitality Drink], [Life-Preserving Nutrient Solution], [Life-or-Death Stimulant]... One by one, enhancement-type [Items] were poured into Good Night's body, causing his aura to surge and intensify wildly!

"AAAAAAHHHHH!"

Finally, the core [Item] was pulled out by Good Night.

It was a flatbread, densely covered with writing: "Promotion," "Raise," "Year-End Bonus," "Benefits," "Annual Party," "Overseas Team Building"...

This [Item] was called [The Boss's Empty Promise]!

Good Night tore into the flatbread, devouring it, then let out a great roar. His eyes were bloodshot, veins bulging on his hands—he looked absolutely terrifying.

"This is my strongest form—Super Overtimer's Deathline Mode!"

He muttered, and then Li Nian started mocking him.

"Your strongest form doesn't sound scary at all, old man!"

But Phantom's expression was grave. "No, his combat power right now is terrifying..."

"If I'm not mistaken, the [Items] he just consumed were all custom-made for him by the logistical experts within Order who specialize in creating [Items]—the strongest Corporate Drone, the only one to break into the Top 100 List as a Corporate Drone, really does have something to him."

As Phantom spoke, Good Night moved.

"Ya, you shitty brat—"

The moment the words left his mouth, he was already behind Phantom!

And with Good Night came...

His keyboard!

The keyboard, swung in a full arc, came smoking black. Phantom instinctively raised his cane to block, trying to replicate his [Assistant]'s move.

But...

"Bam!"

Phantom was sent flying backward by the keyboard, like a hundred-ton truck blasting "We're All Living Hard" on a highway, slamming straight into him and launching him backward.

If not for him constantly pulling out various colored ribbons, scarves, and other magic items to reduce the impact mid-air, Lin Yu had no doubt—Phantom would have been hit out of the park, thrown clear out of this third-floor rooftop garden!

But even with all his preparations, Phantom still crashed heavily into a flowerbed, even bending the iron railings on the edge.

"Such incredible strength!"

Phantom exhaled, then climbed up from the ground with a grimace.

"What kind of trick is this? Those enhancement-type drugs shouldn't have turned him into this freak, right?"

He looked at Good Night, who was now exuding black smoke from head to toe, leaving a trail of charred marks with every movement, like a demon from hell. He realized Good Night must have had other [Items].

"Could it be something from Night Valley? Does Order allow its members to sign contracts with demons?"

Li Nian sat on the rooftop and reminded Phantom, "That's not an [Item] from Night Valley. It's a [Resentment Core], which can convert emotions like 'grievance,' 'dissatisfaction,' 'jealousy,' and 'hostility' into direct physical strengthening power. It's a product released by Truth Corporation and the Universal Commerce Guild during their honeymoon period of cooperation in the Wasteland Realm... Though production has stopped now, it was mass-produced back then."

"Although this [Item] isn't particularly strong... the team leader of Order you're facing seems especially compatible with it. I can feel his resentment is enormous!"

Phantom sighed and looked at Good Night, who was staring at him intently.

"Of course I can see that!"