Published: March 2, 2025
Due to the position, Arthur was slightly closer to the corridor leading to the basement entrance.
Therefore, even though the four clones had set off first, Arthur still successfully blocked their actions.
Like a cannonball, Arthur used all his strength to crash directly into the leading Arthur clone, sending that clone flying out of the Red Stone Grand Hotel with immense force.
The violent impact shook the entire Red Stone Grand Hotel, and it was predictable that after this battle, the hotel would definitely not hold up.
However, what would happen to the Red Stone Grand Hotel was no longer on anyone's mind.
...
As soon as the clone Arthur was knocked away, two heavy swords almost simultaneously fell onto Arthur's head.
The melodious sound of metal colliding rang out, and under the protection of unyielding glory, even though he was struck directly on the helmet by the heavy swords, Arthur remained unscathed, only feeling a bit dazed.
With a loud "bang," Arthur was forcefully knocked to the ground, face-first, and then a large foot encased in iron armor stomped directly onto Arthur's head.
Of course, feelings of humiliation were no longer part of Arthur's current thought process.
One of the Arthur clones firmly stepped on Arthur's head, while the other two clones stepped over Arthur's body, heading towards the basement.
Seeing this scene, Arthur instantly became furious!
With a powerful thrust from his waist, immense strength surged from his core, and then, Arthur's neck straightened, his arms supported himself, and he forcefully pushed up against the large foot on his head.
As if in slow motion, Arthur gritted his teeth, and all his strength surged forth, directly sending the enemy above him flying.
In the next second, Arthur charged towards the two enemies not far ahead.
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The previous brief exchanges happened in the blink of an eye.
However, after this extremely brief contact, Arthur had already discovered a problem.
The enemies' target was not him; rather, it was the non-combat personnel in the basement.
And in the current situation, from Arthur's perspective, there was fundamentally no good solution.
Because of the simplest reason— the strength of both sides was not proportional!
Before Arthur could reach the clone in front, a figure tinged with purple broke through the wall from outside, crashing in like a tank without reason.
Then, the unfortunate Arthur was once again sent flying far away...
And now...
There was only one line of defense left in front of the clones— if the low-level professionals responsible for guarding the basement could be considered a defense!
...
A heavy...
A subtle...
Two sets of footsteps slowly approached the entrance of the basement.
Meanwhile, the remaining two Arthur clones had clung to Arthur's main body like adhesive, akin to street thugs using all means to grab and tear.
But there was no doubt that this method was indeed effective.
One of the Arthur clones wrapped its arms tightly around Arthur’s neck, with its legs wrapped around his body, while the other firmly held down Arthur's feet. With two enemies with identical physical abilities and skills using "sleeping techniques" on him, this method of control was even more effective than tying him up with ropes...
Then, Arthur, a level five professional, could clearly hear the two sets of footsteps growing fainter, heading further down...
"Creek..."
The sound of the door hinge rubbing against each other...
They pushed open the basement door...
...
"Creek..."
The large iron door to the basement was slowly pushed open.
The two professionals guarding the entrance also stood up from the door.
Each carried a steel knife...
Their faces were full of tension, and their bodies trembled slightly...
The slight yellowing fuzz by their lips exposed the ages of the two professionals guarding the basement— they were minors.
To be precise, one was fourteen and the other was fifteen.
In a situation where manpower was scarce, Las Vegas had categorized boys aged thirteen and older as combat personnel. Of course, they hadn't assigned any arduous combat tasks to these two children— being early-level minors guarding the basement was undoubtedly a decent job!