I Just Wanted to Be a Galactic Hunter—Why Am I on the Wanted List?-Chapter 83: Slacking Off in Battle

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The battle, under the assault of the physically powerful gambling master, veered in a different direction.

Apart from the six bodyguards standing behind the three nobles to protect them personally, all the other bodyguards had been dispatched by the three nobles to surround and kill the three gambling masters.

The dozens of bodyguards brought by the three nobles were gradually decreasing in number.

The energy attacks they unleashed did nothing but make the hall flicker with light.

Every time the gambling master suspected to be a "Martial Artist" vanished, another bodyguard would be turned into a bloody mist by him.

Even though the bodyguards were also Superhumans, before this gambling master, they still could not escape the fate of being instantly killed.

When the gap in Tiers between the two sides was too large, the difference in numbers was meaningless.

Gradually, the bodyguards' battle line slowly contracted.

Originally, the bodyguards were surrounding the three gambling masters, but now, these bodyguards had gradually gathered in front of the three nobles.

The offensive had reversed.

Now, it was the numerous bodyguards who were on the defensive.

Seeing their subordinates suffer heavy casualties, the three great nobles by the gambling table waved their hands again, sending out the six bodyguards behind them as well.

All the remaining bodyguards also retreated, forming an airtight circle around the three great nobles.

Witnessing this scene, Davis sneered disdainfully and whispered to Loren:

"These three guys don't treat their subordinates' lives as lives, yet they care deeply about their own."

"Don't be fooled by their cowardly appearance, they are also Superhumans, the weakest being at least Fifth Tier. Yet they still need protection now, it's truly laughable."

As soon as Davis finished speaking, Baron Cass, surrounded by the bodyguards, mocked Davis from within the crowd:

"You don't think everyone is like you, a brute, do you?"

"Your hearing is quite sharp, unfortunately, you're still a waste who lost his fighting spirit in a life of luxury."

Davis retorted without any courtesy, trying to provoke the other.

Fight, fight, it would be best if even this lunatic beside me got dragged into it, Davis thought silently in his heart.

While Davis was trying to provoke the three nobles with words, Loren chose a more direct method.

Loren turned his gaze towards the direction surrounded by bodyguards, a slight upward curve at the corner of his mouth.

It doesn't seem heated enough yet, this situation isn't what I want...

"Raven, Misfortune. Everyone present gets some."

Loren issued the command to the Raven in his mind.

"As you command!"

"And also, you can start advancing to the next Tier now," Loren added.

"I don't think the situation is dangerous enough yet, Master."

The Raven gave its opinion in Loren's mind.

"It's fine, the casino's people haven't made a move yet. Add Misfortune to the Superhumans guarding outside the hall too."

"Make the scene a bit more heated. Oh, right, apply Misfortune to the casino's building as well."

"Blow it up. This is a good opportunity to see the strength of the Casino Board of Trustees."

Loren's tone in his mind gradually grew excited.

"Master, your friend is still in the shopping mall on the second floor."

"Then we can only wish him good luck."

Loren spoke to the Raven in his mind with great regret.

With your death perception, you'll survive this carnival, right? My friend.

Raven: "......"

After a brief silence, the Raven obeyed Loren's command.

The eerie, intangible "Misfortune," manipulated by the Raven, quietly crept onto every person present.

The three nobles, tightly protected;the dozens of Superhuman bodyguards they brought.

Davis Feller, who was watching the show;the three gambling masters currently fighting;the casino security personnel guarding outside the hall.

And upon the luxurious, grand architecture of this Gambling City.

In the shopping mall on the second floor.

At the Cosmic Technology shop.

Inside a room, Wang Linfu, who had been studying that brand new Revolver, suddenly changed his expression drastically.

He immediately stood up and shouted to the shop assistants outside the room, "Emergency assembly, prepare to retreat!"

Then, with the fastest speed, he collected the spatial storage devices displayed on the wooden shelves in the room.

After packing up, he rushed out of his room into the shop.

Seeing the shop assistants neatly lined up in two rows, he simply waved his large hand.

Energy emerged from his hand, enveloping everyone, and he directly rode his sword, flying out of the shop's window into the high sky, leaving the Labey Street Casino City, this place of trouble.

Cultivators could fly, and could even take others with them.

The shop was empty.

There were no valuable items left either;anything of worth had been taken by Wang Linfu. Only some decorations remained in the shop.

In the first-floor hall of the Labey Street Casino City.

Chaos had already erupted.

The three gambling masters were now facing the six Superhuman bodyguards who had just been dispatched.

These six bodyguards were different from the cannon fodder bodyguards from before who were only Second Rank or Third Rank.

All six of them were Fifth Tier, the personal protectors of the three nobles.

Their strength was not on the same level as those ordinary bodyguards.

When facing these six bodyguards, the three gambling masters were initially somewhat restrained.

None of the three wanted to cause too big a commotion and destroy this casino, so they tried their best not to use techniques with overly wide area of effect.

Making a living through gambling, they knew just how terrifying the Casino Board of Trustees was.

The six Superhuman bodyguards on the opposing side were also initially restrained.

Fighting in a casino and destroying a casino were two different concepts.

They also knew the Casino Board of Trustees was terrifying.

After being dispatched, the six Superhuman bodyguards also chose techniques with less widespread impact.

They didn't want to destroy this casino either.

This was also why the three nobles hadn't sent them out initially.

The battles of Fifth Tier Superhumans were still a bit too conspicuous.

If the ordinary bodyguards hadn't been able to subdue the three gambling masters, the three nobles wouldn't have sent them out.

But having just lost the gambling match, causing their families to lose 10% of the mining shares, the three nobles were furious and clearly wanted to vent this anger on the three gambling masters.

Can't bully the Energy Department, so we can't bully you?!

Eventually, both sides formed an unspoken understanding during the fight, choosing to minimize the scope of the battle's impact.

The three gambling masters just wanted to leave safely.

The six Superhuman bodyguards also only wanted to put on a symbolic fight, waiting for the three nobles who hired them to calm down.

Then, both sides could have a satisfactory outcome.

Unfortunately, someone didn't want to see this harmonious scene.

After receiving the command, the Raven quietly unleashed Misfortune affecting everyone.

Thus, the intensity of the battle between the two sides spiraled out of control, inexplicably escalating.

After the gambling master who manipulated playing cards was "accidentally" injured by a Superhuman bodyguard, the situation began to change.

The unspoken understanding between the two sides was broken.

After exchanging a glance, the three gambling masters silently increased the intensity of their attacks.

The six Superhuman bodyguards also realized the other side was getting serious.

They also chose to stop holding back.

Slacking off at work was one thing, but getting injured, or even killed, was not good.