Chapter 149: You came to save me?

On the surveillance screen, right outside the door, a tall man wearing armor forged from countless pieces of metal, looking extremely heavy, was grabbing Jonathan’s head and pressing it hard against the door.

With his other hand, the armored man was holding Nick by the wrist, but Nick lay motionless on the ground, being dragged along, leaving a long trail of blood across the floor, unknown whether he was alive or dead.

“Help… Rover…” Jonathan gritted his teeth and said.

Nanoe frowned at the sight.

Right now, it was still within the protection period, so the door could not be broken, but given the current situation, she could already guess what had happened.

Monica asked fearfully, “W-What’s going on? Should we open the door?”

Nanoe frowned and said, “That bastard… he wants to use someone else’s hand to kill Rover.”

“Heh?!” Elith asked in confusion, “Why do you say that? Isn’t he asking for help?”

“You probably don’t know…” Nanoe shook her head and said, “Jonathan loves me. He wants to have me.”

“Heh?! How do you know that?” Elith asked, confused.

Nanoe smiled and said, “His eyes, his actions, and the way he treats me, I can tell. It’s just that… I don’t care. But today, he uses this method and thinks he’s about to succeed?”

Monica held her head, her face scrunched up. “What are you all talking about? Isn’t Jonathan getting beaten to death out there? Maybe he’s just asking us for help.”

Morie snorted disdainfully. “Huh! Big breasts, small brain. That saying really is true.”

“You…” Monica bit her lip but did not know how to refute.

Nanoe smiled and explained, “If I’m not mistaken, that armored man is definitely a high-level Survivor who wants to kill Jonathan. However, Jonathan and that man seem to have reached some kind of agreement, so they are cooperating to lure Rover out.”

“He thinks that as long as Rover dies, all of us will be free. Then he can take us as his Tenants.”

Selina frowned, her sharp gaze like a blade as she looked toward the door, then sneered. “Open the door. I want to see how strong that guy is.”

Morie stroked her chin and said, “Although Jonathan lost an arm, in reality, his strength does not come from himself but from the Tenants he brings with him.”

“To be more precise… either his Tenants have been killed, and then he and Nick were dragged here. Jonathan wants to use this chance to drag Rover down with him.”

“Or he did not bring any Tenants and moved alone with Nick, then got defeated. But Jonathan would not be stupid enough to move alone with just one arm when there are already many Level 6 Survivors here.”

“So I lean more toward the first possibility. Selina, you should be careful. That armored Survivor is probably a Level 6 Survivor. Don’t be careless.”

Selina picked up the [Sword of Judgment], stood up, and sneered. “Don’t worry! With all of you here, how could I possibly lose?”

Nanoe did not stop her because she understood Selina’s personality, but she also wanted to see whether that man was truly a Level 6 Survivor, and if so, how strong he actually was.

“Help me!” Jonathan’s voice rang out again, but there was no panic in it. Instead, it carried a hint of impatience and anticipation.

“Rover! I know you’re inside, hurry up and save me. As long as you save me, I will…”

Crack!

Before he could finish, the door suddenly opened, and immediately after, a sharp and terrifying blade shot forward with a piercing sound of wind, aiming straight at the armored man.

“Damn it!” The man cursed, trying to retreat, but Selina’s speed was too fast.

She was already extremely strong after beginning to fuse with the [Heart of the Underworld Angel], and now with the effect of [Garden of Eden], her strength had doubled again.

The man could not dodge in time and was struck by the blade.

Clang!

The sound of metal colliding rang out sharply, sparks scattering in all directions.

“Agh!!” The man was blasted backward, his body crashing into the wall with a heavy impact.

He quickly steadied himself. The pain made him far more alert. Raising his head, he looked toward the door and saw an incredibly beautiful woman.

Beautiful to the point that he forgot the pain in his shoulder.

Long golden hair like strands of gold reflected the light brilliantly.

Her perfect figure was wrapped in tight clothing, her curves like something out of a manga.

Her face was extremely beautiful, her skin glowing white, but her eyes were cold, like two icebergs in a vast ocean.

The man took a deep breath, unable to believe the pressure he felt from her. Inside, he cursed, ’Damn it! Is that woman really a Level 2 Survivor? No matter how I look at it, she’s like a Level 6 Survivor, no, she’s even stronger than one.’

The only information Jonathan had given him was that there was a Survivor here who had just ranked first in a game round, and that the room must contain a lot of resources.

It was currently a protection period, but he could not wait any longer. If other high-level Survivors learned about Rover’s existence, they would all compete, and he would be lucky just to get scraps.

So he decided to cooperate with Jonathan and lure that person out, but he had not expected the target to be this strong.

However, he was not a lump of clay to be molded at will.

The man smiled and said, “Are you the Owner? Do you think successfully ambushing me means you’re stronger than me?”

Selina sneered. “Huh! I’m not the Owner. I’m the slave of my Master.”

The man: “…”

“Wait! You’re not the Owner?” he asked in confusion.

“That’s right!” Selina said coldly.

The man clenched his teeth, unease rising in his heart. He asked quietly, “Then… may I ask… are there others in your room as strong as you?”

Selina tilted her head, thought for a moment, then said, “We haven’t fought, so I don’t know. But if I had to rank us, I’m fourth out of five.”

She was not wrong. In terms of stats, she was probably stronger than Monica, but Nanoe, Morie, and Elith were all extremely powerful and had many special attributes, so she believed they were stronger than her.

Hearing that, the man shuddered. He forced a bitter smile, his voice trembling slightly. “Alright! Today, I admit you’re stronger than me. I accept defeat. If we meet again in the future, I will…”

“You think there will be a next time?” Selina curled her lips and said disdainfully. “You dare come here and cause trouble, die!”

The man almost wanted to cry. He had thought today would be a lucky day, that he could obtain some resources.

But he was wrong. Today, he had kicked a steel plate, and that plate was covered in poisonous spikes.

He gritted his teeth and said, “Girl, you should know, I am a Level 6 Survivor. Even if I’m not as strong as you, I still have countless ways to escape. Besides, my connections…”

Clang!

Before he could finish, Selina’s sword flashed, a blinding light slicing through the air. In an instant, his helmet was split in two and fell to the ground, revealing his face.

“Tsk!” Selina clicked her tongue in disgust. “So ugly!”

The man felt anger, but even more fear. The armor he had trusted most was like paper in front of this woman.

That meant this woman was truly powerful, far stronger than him.

He took a deep breath and stammered, “Do you think killing me will end everything? I’m just a small soldier. My master is a terrifying existence. If I die, he will come for you.”

“Ah! Then you can die!” Selina sneered coldly. “I hate people who dare threaten me.”

“Damn it! This crazy bitch!” The man hurriedly took out something like a steel sphere, intending to use it, but the sword flashed again, a streak of light slicing across his arm.

CLANG!!!

“AGH!!!” The man screamed miserably, clutching his arm as blood gushed out violently.

Jonathan, seeing this scene, was so terrified that his face turned pale, his body trembling, unable to even stand.

It was not the blood or violence that frightened him, but Selina.

Selina had easily defeated that man, proving that she could kill him just as easily as crushing an ant.

He knew these people were strong, but being able to easily destroy a Level 6 Survivor meant something entirely different.

Perhaps… in this apartment building, Rover had truly become a King. Perhaps… aside from Leng Yan, no one could defeat him anymore.

Selina glanced at Jonathan and frowned. “As for you… it seems we’ve been too friendly, making you think we’re lumps of clay to be stepped on at will, right?”

Jonathan took a deep breath, trembling in fear. “No! You… what are you talking about? I… I don’t understand.”

“Enough!” Nanoe spoke at that moment. “Selina, stop.”

Hearing that, Selina withdrew her sword and stepped aside.

From inside the room, Nanoe walked out. When Jonathan saw her, his eyes widened in shock.

Beautiful… even more beautiful than before.

There was now an aura around Nanoe, an extremely gentle and seductive charm that made him want to rush into her arms and be caressed by her.

But at the same time, jealousy surged within him. Why? Why was such a perfect woman Rover’s Tenant instead of his?

Jonathan looked at Nanoe, his gaze filled with extreme greed as he trembled. “Nanoe, you… you came to save me?”

Nanoe glanced at him, her eyes openly showing disgust and irritation.

She said coldly, “Jonathan, don’t think I don’t know your filthy thoughts.”

“But because you once let my man participate in a mission, I’ll spare you this time.”

“If you continue to come and cause trouble for us, then… die!”

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