Chapter 484
Chapter 484 - 464: Heading North
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Gunfire and chaos, someone was rolling on the ground.
Explosions continued, stones and flesh flew in all directions, and someone kept rolling on the ground.
Magical Beasts and Swordsman clashed, blood and flesh splattered, the Weaker lived while the Strongman died... yet someone kept rolling on the ground.
"F***, can you stop rolling already?"
"You put your gun down, then I will!"
"Fine, I’ll put my gun down."
"Alright, I’ll stop rolling..."
The rage continued, but one was still shooting, and the other was frantically rolling on the ground... yes, rolling without a doubt.
Xue En rolled through the battlefield of humans and beasts, gunfire and swords, mechanisms and traps, at an astonishing speed, and was barely injured throughout the process.
It was all thanks to one subtle piece of equipment.
[Coward Luo Dawan’s Leather Pants (Middle Brass Cursed Item)]
[Function: Weaklings have no dignity to begin with (Middle Brass); when the knees of the pants touch the ground, the user gains the blessings of ’Physical Hardening’, ’Luck Manipulation’, ’High-speed Regeneration’, and ’Acceleration’.]
[Curse: The prerequisite for using these abilities is acknowledgment from a sentient being with the common sense of ’kneeling’.]
[Note: You laugh at Luo Dawan for having no dignity, but he lived a long life of 104 years thanks to superb sliding skills and eloquence!]
This thing, in a conventional sense, is considered trash. Its only purpose is perhaps to prolong the inevitable beatdown by rolling on the ground and begging for mercy.
You need to have both knees on the ground (kneeling position) to gain the blessings of several survival abilities. But when you kneel, your life and death are in the hands of your opponent.
Thus, even as a middle brass tier taboo item, it was only sold at the black-iron level price.
However, professionals often choose to buy the right thing instead of the expensive... many trash items can be effective when they meet the right person.
Now, as Xue En rolled along, chaos followed him: swords broke, transformations froze halfway, and even those trying to kick him slipped and fell in a comical manner.
"Luck Manipulation" starts at the lowest tier of Brass Upper and is already extremely rare. It shouldn’t have appeared on such a low-end item... but this bizarre curse and limitation made this item stronger than its tier suggests.
Even so, the lowest tier "Luck Manipulation" ability practically has no combat capabilities to speak of. All it can do is "increase the chances of good/bad things happening" ... In simpler terms, good luck becomes even better, and bad luck becomes even worse, making both good and bad events more likely to happen.
For ordinary people, that might just slightly decrease the chance of getting shot or increase the chance of a headshot. But for Xue En...
"F***! This is so unlucky."
Another unlucky guy slipped on a bloodstain and promptly had a poisonous scorpion jump onto his face.
Before he could recover from the pain on his face, he got up and was immediately hit with a spray of bullets on his butt.
"Aaaaaaah! Who is it!? Who is it!?"
"Stop rolling! We really won’t chase anymore!"
Actually, Xue En didn’t want to keep rolling either, but he knew that if he stopped, death was imminent.
𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂
This trashy item met the most suitable person, pushing its terrifying limits beyond what even the Creator had imagined.
Every time his knees hit the ground while rolling, "Luck Manipulation" was activated, reshuffling the Qi Yun in the surroundings. As it was affected by his own abilities, all sorts of misfortunes and low-probability unlucky events erupted simultaneously.
Right now, he was in a crisis, and various terrible thoughts kept flooding his mind, turning into reality... and Luck Manipulation was constantly amplifying these misfortunes!
A normal person would have given up by now, but the Xue Family had a bizarre constitution where they just couldn’t give up... The unlucky ones were the people around them, the cities they were in, and even the countries they inhabited!
Xue En wasn’t as outrageous as his uncles, but now he was scary enough.
He did run, and those around him... the unlucky ones on this road, there were countless.
"Stop rolling, we’re not chasing you anymore."
Xue En knew he looked terrible and probably, if Lu Ping’an and the others saw him, the dignity of the senior brother and professional would be gone.
But he knew even better that only a living person could talk about dignity!
He knew his luck was bad, falling into danger alone was a commonplace, and as long as he could think of all kinds of strange events, they would dare come.
He was still only a newly 2-tiered... now, among those who hunted him and fell unlucky, at least four or five were stronger than him, and if he stopped, he would die.
Physical hardening, acceleration, and rapid healing gave him endless power and endurance while a bizarre stroke of luck caused those approaching and hunting him to fail.
He listened to the screams and fighting behind him, closing his eyes and rolling desperately. He had confidence that unless his fellow Xue Family members experienced a city-destroying catastrophe, he couldn’t die!
Perhaps it was this kind of "confidence" that allowed him to turn bad luck into good fortune, rolling all the way.
So, he rolled and rolled, rolling past battlefields, streams, groups of wide-eyed cultists, magnificent God Corpse palace, and rolled to...
"Eh, where am I?"
Unconsciously, there was no one chasing him anymore, and without bystanders, the ability of the leather pants couldn’t be activated, so he naturally slowed down and stopped.
It was a deserted area with no signs of life in the overly empty hall.
"It seems, it’s safe? Sigh, almost died."
He hadn’t had time to think about it when bad luck struck him again with a small probability.
Xue En suddenly found that his fingernails had unknowingly grown a bit longer, and his arms had grown grayish-white fur...
Wanting to talk, he couldn’t say anything and spat out two long hairs.
"So Elder Brother Xue just rolled away like that?"
When he returned to the room and learned about this bizarre development, Lu Ping’an couldn’t help but feel strange.
Elder Brother Xue En’s strength wasn’t weak, and he had a solid foundation in first-tier professions, even recently completing the second-tier advancement in a hurry... but he was still only a second-tier!
Lu Ping’an estimated that even Meow now could hang up Elder Brother Xue En and beat him... well, without considering his bizarre luck, just comparing raw strength.
However, if they really fought, no one would bet on Meow winning.
Given Elder Brother Xue’s paper strength, being alone in such a threatening area was basically a freebie.
But for some reason, the knights felt uneasy. They were embarrassed about losing someone, but Lu Ping’an and the others sighed and went back to what they were doing.
"I always feel, he’s fine."
"Yeah, if this could kill him, that would be nice... cough, the Xue Family members, every time they die, if they don’t make it to the history books, at least they make the news. He won’t be killed here."
"Hehe, I always feel that he’s probably hiding somewhere, just escaped from the hunt, sighed, and said ’almost died again’..."
"Pfft, too realistic, I can picture it."
The group continued on, indifferent and heartless, not worried at all.
They had grown used to their companion’s sudden departure and disappearance, as well as his unexpected return and the "gift" that followed.
"Even a dog wouldn’t worry about him; he’d better not come back... By experience, every time he comes back, he brings us big trouble!"
— End of Chapter 484 —