“Pegasus Meteor Fist!” Tianma Xingkong, adhering to his style of shouting out the name of his technique every time he used it, launched another attack.

This guy was fighting two opponents alone, yet he managed to keep Honghu and Zhaoying Wang completely on the defensive, without any chance to retaliate.

“No way… it’s the same technique, but its power is gradually increasing?” Zhaoying Wang muttered, having apparently noticed this from the extent of the Bloodstone Golem’s injuries.

Honghu added, “That’s what makes this chuunibyou so troublesome…”

“Oh! It can even burn! My Little Universe!” Tianma Xingkong said with a fervent expression, constantly spouting lines full of chuunibyou flair.

At that moment, the Observer was standing to the side, coldly watching the battle. He had no liking for these interdimensional travelers, but the Spirit Thief had ordered… not to cause trouble for these people. Therefore, the Observer was simply watching, neither interfering nor participating.

However… just as the battle was about to escalate further, the Observer suddenly sensed a change… He immediately spoke to the three players before him, “Interdimensional travelers… I would like to remind you.”

His words successfully attracted everyone’s attention, and all three turned to look at him.

“There is a being approaching this place with malicious intent towards you.” As the Observer spoke, his form began to change, quickly turning into something resembling a mudslide and slowly sinking into the ground. The Observer was originally active underground; if the Bloodstone Golem hadn't discovered him, he wouldn't have shown himself. It was only natural that this blue giant would retreat in this way.

“What? Another evildoer is coming?” Tianma Xingkong turned to glare at the other two, “Hmph… Do you think that summoning more evil companions will allow you to defeat me?”

“Brother… there’s a limit to how clueless you can be,” Zhaoying Wang said, “What does it have to do with us?”

Honghu said, “It’s no use talking to him. The world through the eyes of a chuunibyou is different from ours; you can’t communicate normally.”

Chi—

Suddenly, a pulse of light pierced through the air, interrupting their conversation. The target of the attack was the massive Bloodstone Golem.

Zhaoying Wang was unable to dodge this light beam attack at such speed (the command given to the summoned creature would inevitably have a time delay when executed). In just two seconds, the golem, as tall as a giant, was vaporized by the pulse…

Honghu and Tianma Xingkong were both aghast, caught off guard by this sudden change.

After the light beam dissipated, Zhaoying Wang was seen lying on the side of the road, his mouth full of blood and his face pale.

“What a… joke…” Zhaoying Wang, in the last moment before the golem was completely disintegrated, severed the connection between himself and the summoned creature, barely managing to save his life.

“This is troublesome…” Honghu quickly regained his composure and rushed to Zhaoying Wang’s side. The latter’s first reaction upon seeing the other man approach was… *Is this guy going to finish me off and take the points?*

Unexpectedly, Honghu didn’t attack Zhaoying Wang, who was already unable to resist. Instead, he took out a strange item shaped like a ladle from his pocket, waved it a couple of times, and cast a healing skill.

“Can you stand?” After using the skill, Honghu immediately looked warily in the direction the light beam had come from, without turning his head, and spoke to Zhaoying Wang.

“Haa… why did you save me?” Zhaoying Wang quickly stood up, adjusting his unstable breathing, “That was a great opportunity just now; you could have at least gotten a point, right?”

“Victory is victory, and points are points,” Honghu said, “The outcome between you and me shouldn’t be decided in this way.” He paused, “Besides… if you die, wouldn’t that mean I have to face that chuunibyou and an unknown, powerful enemy alone…”

“Ahh—” Tianma Xingkong, who was standing not far away, suddenly cried out miserably.

Honghu and Zhaoying Wang turned to look, and saw Little Ma looking at the two of them with tears in his eyes, exclaiming with all his might, “So touching! This is the friendship between men!”

“No… this is just the rational choice that a normal person would make when faced with an idiot and an unknown threat…” Honghu thought to himself.

“Yulong, I originally thought you were just a despicable guy who hid in the distance and shot arrows, but I didn’t expect you to have such integrity!” Tianma Xingkong then shouted to Honghu.

Honghu adjusted his glasses and replied, “Brother Tianma… could you please do me a favor… if you still have any self-awareness as a human being… please remember my ID, I’m Honghu.”

“Hahahaha…” Zhaoying Wang laughed loudly for once, “Now that he mentions it… it really is similar.”

Honghu coldly said, “Hmph… nonsense. Apart from the hairstyle, glasses, white clothes and pants, gloves, and bow and arrow, there are absolutely no similarities.”

“The similarities you just listed in that sentence are already enough!” Zhaoying Wang shouted.

“Excuse me.” Suddenly, a fourth voice rang out, interrupting their conversation.

A figure, glowing faintly all over, appeared at the other end of the street.

“Gentlemen… players.” Y2-Shining’s voice had a chime-like rhythm, and when he raised his voice, it could be heard from afar, “Could you… come with me for a while?”

“You really do offer the olive branch after using force,” Zhaoying Wang stepped forward, a sharp glint in his eyes, “That light beam just now was from you, right? Are you used to beating people half to death before communicating?”

“If one were to be killed by an attack of that level…” Y2-Shining replied as he slowly approached, “Then there would be no need to capture them.”

“Bastard…” Zhaoying Wang cursed under his breath; he was truly enraged.

“Wait…” Honghu seemed to have realized something, and said to the glowing weirdo who was getting closer, “What did you call us?”

“Players, of course,” Y2-Shining replied, “Did you want to say that you aren’t?”

“Who are you?” Honghu instinctively asked, then corrected his question a second later, “No… what are you?”

“What am I?” Y2-Shining repeated, and then he sneered, “That really is an interesting question. The answer to that question should be given to us by you, so why are you asking me?”

Upon hearing this, Honghu’s expression changed drastically, while Zhaoying Wang and Tianma Xingkong simply looked puzzled.

“Even though your lines are quite theatrical, but…”

Suddenly, another voice came from above. Honghu and Zhaoying Wang instantly recognized that it was Feng Bujue's voice.

“… but the ‘answer’ in that sentence of yours refers to the definition in a broad sense, while Honghu’s question is only asking for a term in a narrow sense,” Feng Bujue leaned out from the top of a street-side building, joining the conversation, “So… actually, you only need to answer him with the three words ‘Derived Ones’.”