NPC into Player: Let's Wreck This Game

Chapter 290: The Judgement Of The Game

Bloom held the two rings in hand and played a little with them. "You are such a worthy foe," he muttered, "yet this won't stop me!" he clenched his fist tightly before storing away the rings.

The two required level hundred to be used, and more preferably to a staff holder faction player not a player like him.

'Listen, I'll start now and make sure everyone sticks to the plan,' he sent to Sharel before adding, 'how about the escape teams?'

'I'm trying to gather up everyone I can,' she sent, 'after all it's not an escape through teleportation but it will be a bitter and long chase war.'

'I know,' Bloom nodded before heading deep inside the building, using the map of the system as a guide, 'but we have no alternative.'

'Alright, fifty-three minutes then, right?'

'Yeah, keep tracking the time and make sure to notify me before it ends,' he thought before taking a deep breath while standing in front of a door, 'also send some to the mayor of the Swor town, her name is Anna.'

'Your girl?'

He evaded her tricky question as he added, 'tell her she needs to escape as well.'

'Worried over your girl? So romantic and truly manly,' she sent and he was sure she was now laughing, 'isn't it better for her to escape with us then? I doubt she even brought her men with her.'

'No,' Bloom firmly shook his head while glancing over the room he was in now, 'our escape will be hectic and risky. Let her leave now and alone.'

'I will be a romantic boy.'

He didn't care about her next teasing words as he glanced at the simple room he was in. It was a normal and simple study room, with two desks, a large library and one table and few chairs around.

"It's under there," he didn't find any difficulty in determining the place he was seeking for.

The next moment he simply threw the table away with the chairs, removed the carpet off the ground and took one sword out before hitting the floor with it.

"Tick!"

"Tick!"

"Crack!"

As he kept hitting the ground, muffled voices came before a loud one erupted with a crack in the ground. Even his sword penetrated the floor to the hilt before he slowly lifted it along with the wooden cover, unveiling the tunnel he was looking for.

"So Long stairs," he complained while running as fast as he could descending these spiral stairs. Descending in such fashion made him quite unsettled but in less than two minutes he finally reached the place he sought.

"It's there," he didn't hesitate to kick the door, but it was stronger than he thought.

"Won't open? Huh!" he didn't hesitate to take his four swords out and the next moment he mumbled, "sword tornado!"

The four swords swirled around themselves before slamming hard to the door causing a loud bang. In less than five seconds the door was hacked to pieces and the swords entered the room and clashed with another thing inside.

"The vault," once entered he spotted that big vault, like a big dressing closet in its own regard. It was made out of sturdy metal yet he didn't think it was indestructible.

"Dash!"

"Dash!"

"Hawk!"

"Sky piercer!"

"Stab!"

"Slice!"

He tried all his skills, yet none worked.

"Acting tough on me? Let's see how you'll act with that"

He waited patiently for his sword tornado skill to be reactivated again before he muttered:

"Death point convert sword tornado!"

He was already accumulating a large number of death points from all the monsters he killed so far. Having one thousand death points was such an easy thing to achieve these days, considering the large number of dark monsters he faced and killed and the use of this brutal sword tornado skill.

The next moment his swords moved and clashed with the vault. This time the vault couldn't stop them and they kept peeling its body off like a knife peeling an onion one layer at a time.

"Crack!"

In less than five seconds the four swords managed to cut deeply inside the vault and broke it open. He waited until his skill ended before retrieving his swords and went ahead to see the vault.

"This he only moved that item alone?!!!"

In front of him wasn't a simple vault but like it was another world. The space inside was very spacious, not limited to the size of the vault but it looked like it was equal to a big hall.

Gears, potions, even skill tokens were there. He didn't hesitate to move fast and take anything he could reach.

Yet a system alert came to startle him for a bit.

"System alert: player is bound by a contract to share the loot with others. The system will store everything the player takes according to the contract and would give the player his share once the contract is completed."

"This sigh, it seems I can't take that item after all for myself."

He regretted not being able to keep that item and things here. He planned to choose what wasn't useful to him and give these to Sharel and her boss.

But now he had to accept the judgement of the game

'How are you doing?' amidst his spree of collecting these treasures, Sharel sent.

'Just cracked the vault and now I'm collecting the loot.'

'Damn! That moment is the best! Can I call you and see the scene?'

'Too late, I'm almost over.'

He wasn't accepting this and preferred not to let her feel more greedy or have a second opinion about their deal. After all, he needed her and her boss to make him run away, a chip they could easily use to pressure him for more benefits.

'At least describe the scene to me.'

'No time,' Bloom finally took the last gold coin from the ground, leaving nothing but bare cold floor behind, 'I'm now heading to the next vault.'