539: Chapter 587 I'm tired! Destroy it!

At this moment, P2 felt as if his entire body was no longer his own.

He was completely at the mercy of this panda, A Giao.

He wanted to condense into human form, but he couldn't.

Now, he could only drift along with the flow of energy being pushed by the palm of A Giao's hand.

P2 was on the verge of collapse. This made no sense!

Could it be that as long as this panda didn't stop, he would be unable to condense into human form, forever at the other's mercy?

While P2 was breaking down, A Giao was completely at ease.

He was just like an old man leisurely practicing Tai Chi.

He calmly shouted into the void, "Leopard Mom, where are you?"

"You should still be able to devour, right? Come out and devour this guy."

In mid-air, Leopard Mom appeared in human form.

Her nano armor allowed her to hover freely in the air.

P2 stared wide-eyed at the suddenly appearing Leopard Mom—if he even had eyes.

"There was actually someone else hiding in stealth?!"

The surrounding Mercury State Race players also had ugly expressions upon seeing Leopard Mom appear.

"This stealth technique is a bit terrifying... We actually had no detection at all."

"If she hadn't made a move, not detecting her would be one thing, but the key is she definitely just acted."

Basically, players who have completed the tenth stage possess a certain level of perception ability.

After all, it's essential for combat, though the nature of the perception abilities differs.

The Mercury State Race's perception is dynamic perception.

As long as enemies in the surroundings make a move, they can sense it.

But just now, when Leopard Mom acted, they hadn't sensed a thing.

This indicated one thing: the opponent's stealth method was extremely advanced.

P2 felt utterly terrible. It was obvious from the panda's words just now.

The disappearance of their companion earlier was the work of this person before him.

Could it be that I'll disappear just like that partner did?

"No! Damn it! Let me go right now!" P2 roared frantically, struggling desperately.

"This isn't right! It's completely unreasonable!

If it's a supernormal ability, it shouldn't be able to hard-control me for this long!"

It was only at this moment that the Mercury State Race spectators outside the game realized with shock.

P2 wasn't playing around; he simply couldn't do anything about his opponent and was completely under their control.

Instantly, the Mercury State Race spectators felt utterly terrible.

Could it be they're about to lose another one?

Wait! Why did they think 'another one'? The opponent is only F-rank...

Inside the game, the other Mercury State Race players surged madly towards A Giao's location, aiming to rescue P2 first.

Initially, they thought P2 could break free on his own.

They never expected he'd be hard-controlled for so long.

However, they were blocked by Aman and Old Crocodile.

Facing the two, the Mercury State Race players didn't stop.

"Kill!"

They split off two to entangle Old Crocodile and Aman, while the others went to support P2.

They absolutely could not afford to lose another member.

Old Crocodile raised an eyebrow. He elegantly straightened his collar and said:

"Old Crocodile never said you fellows could pass. This is rather disrespectful of me."

The Mercury State Race players paid Old Crocodile no heed. What a joke!

Both sides are enemies. Do they need to notify you to pass?

"Since your parents failed to educate you properly, Old Crocodile will give you a good lesson."

Having said that, Old Crocodile immediately began berating the several Mercury State Race players who were passing by his side.

The few Mercury State Race players thought Old Crocodile was just a lunatic, even finding it somewhat laughable.

What kind of attack is cursing at someone?

It's not like they'd lose a chunk of flesh...

But the thoughts of the few Mercury State Race players instantly stopped. Their bodies stiffened in place. They were Emo.

Seeing his colleagues halt, P2 grew frantic.

"Why are you stopping? Hurry up and support me!!"

The longer it went on, the more manic P2 became. But the next second, a partner's words made him freeze.

"I shouldn't even exist in this world! That crocodile is right, I'm just trash!!"

P2 was utterly bewildered, and a nameless fury rose in his heart: "Bastard! What are you saying? Hurry up and support me!"

No sooner had he spoken than he heard another partner chime in: "Yeah! What's the use of us trash holding the flag?"

"I'm tired! Let it be destroyed! I shouldn't have been born into this world. My very existence desecrates it."

P2 felt the hair on his scalp stand on end. This scene gave him an inexplicable sense of horror.

Outside, the Mercury State Race spectators were utterly confused.

"What's wrong with them? Suddenly going Emo?"

"No way! This is combat, a critical moment like this, and they're going Emo?"

"Damn! If you're going to be Emo, do it in the dead of night when it's quiet and no one's around!"

"If one person has a problem, it's that person's issue. But if several have the same problem simultaneously, then the issue isn't with them."

"That crocodile can affect others just by cursing at them!!"

"That's equivalent to directly losing combat capability, right?"

"Don't! Wake up quickly!"

"..."

The Mercury State Race spectators, who had been full of confidence, now felt their morale slightly crumbling. They never expected the pets raised by that Human Player to be so strong.

Just how many powerful cores had been fed to those pets?

Inside the game, the two Mercury State Race players who had originally stayed behind to contain Aman and Old Crocodile now wore exceptionally grim expressions.

They were supposed to go support P2, but now they had lost several more instead.

"Damn it! Hurry up!" one Mercury State Race player urged his teammate.

"Judging by their current state, they should recover soon. We'll contain these two."

"Oh? This fellow has quite good insight." Old Crocodile nodded, looking approving.

The biological level of these few Mercury State Race players was much higher than Old Crocodile's.

Under these circumstances, Old Crocodile could only make them briefly shut down and lose their fighting spirit.

They would quickly regain their senses from this shutdown.

The two Mercury State Race players didn't respond verbally, answering Old Crocodile with action instead.

"Aman! Leave these to me. Old Crocodile will handle these few."

As he spoke, Old Crocodile stretched out his palm, reaching towards the Mercury State Race players.

"No problem!"

Aman, in dragon form, grinned, then looked at the two Mercury State Race players: "You two should feel honored to cross blows with a dragon."

However, the other side had no intention of acknowledging Aman, charging straight for Old Crocodile.

One of them even directly used thermal weapons, firing palm-sized missiles at Old Crocodile.

They had to stop Old Crocodile, otherwise, several Mercury State Race players would undoubtedly die.

But to their despair, the missiles they fired actually vanished mid-air.

"Haha!" Although in dragon form, Aman habitually stuck out his tongue. "Your missiles have been confiscated."

At the same time, Old Crocodile's hand landed on the two shut-down Mercury State Race players.

At his touch, the two Mercury State Race players instantly turned into ice sculptures.

Their originally fluid forms miraculously hardened.

Transformed into ice sculptures, they rapidly descended, ultimately crashing to the ground and shattering into a pile of fragments.

The two Mercury State Race players charging forward halted, staring at the fragments on the ground below, furious to the extreme.

Two more dead...

At the same time, a [Death Announcement] sounded...