When I traveled through time and became a player, I just wanted to commit suicide

"She is not Yuna Auditore!"

Sal raised his hand slightly, stared at Ovi and explained.

The feel of the man's arm he just grabbed was not as soft and slender as a girl's, but rather solid, comparable to a warrior who had just reached the elite level.

"Huh?" Ovi heard some doubts in his eyes.

Indeed, Yuna is really abnormal tonight...

"This is what Lord Charles told me!"

Seeing that Ove wasn't immediately convinced, Sal added.

"Where is Mr. Charles? When did he tell you?" Ove asked, tightening his grip on the gavel.

However, his perception was always locked on "Yuna", who was constantly moving back as if she was frightened.

Ovi didn't care about "Yuna"'s little movements. In front of his space magic, the distance was as if it didn't exist.

Once he verified what Thrall said, he could kill the impostor in just two steps!

"Lord Charles is here..."

Sal opened his mouth, but found that he didn't know where Charles was. He could only be sure that his master must be nearby now.

Just when Sal was eager to say something to prove, a barely calm voice came into his ears from behind.

"I'm here." After a burst of magic light, Charles' figure emerged with a gloomy expression.

"I tell you personally that she is fake." Charles looked past Sal and looked directly at Ovie, "Is this proof enough? Or do I have to find Laurent?"

......

Appeared!

Li Shanren looked at the clone formed by Charles and gave orders to Rutier without hesitation.

"Rutier, kill this person who just appeared!"

The headless horseman in a certain room immediately set off, raising his spear, and the tip of the spear emitted a yellow-black flame of death, ensuring that he could kill with one blow.

Then, she disappeared.

When he appeared again, he had silently arrived behind Charles' clone, thrust out a spear, and stabbed it straight into the heart.

This scene happened so fast that when Sal realized that there was an assassination, Charles's clone had already flopped to the ground.

Got it! It’s time to withdraw!

Li Shanren felt relieved and glanced at Ovi's position with a slightly wary gaze.

Unexpectedly, the auctioneer has disappeared!

His heart suddenly tightened, and he instinctively activated the shield ring on his left arm, condensing a golden kite-shaped shield to block the back of his head.

"Boom!"

The small mallet with weak space-destroying power shattered the golden kite-shaped shield without any hindrance.

But this created time for Li Shanren to react.

He rolled forward on the spot, using his low body and dexterous movements to avoid the hammer that continued to hit him, and ordered in his mind:

"Rutier! Contain him! Kill him if you get the chance!"

The headless horseman who received the order disappeared in an instant, and appeared behind the auctioneer in the same manner the next second, thrusting out a spear.

Ovi, who sensed the danger, took a step forward and teleported away. He came to the guardrail on the third floor and looked down with cold eyes.

"Yuna" on the second floor had now removed her disguise and turned into a young man in a black dress. The man actually wore a mask to cover his face.

"That guy... is indeed a fake." Ovi secretly resented seeing this scene.

He also covered this person for a while like an idiot. Although it was only a few dozen seconds, it led to a big mistake.

Ovi moved his eyes to look at Charles's position.

The fragile clone had turned into countless magic points of light and disappeared, and Thrall was standing blankly where the clone had disappeared, seemingly at a loss.

Ovi quickly withdrew his gaze and continued to look at the abominable pretender.

The young man did not choose to run downstairs, but abnormally rushed towards the stairs leading to the third floor.

Maybe he was worried about the guests below. After all, some of the guests were extraordinary, and they might try to stop him.

"How could I let you escape!"

Ovi gritted his teeth and was about to use space magic to teleport.

At this time, the headless horseman Rutiel quietly appeared behind him again and thrust out a spear indifferently.

Ovi, who was extremely sensitive to danger, was suddenly startled, teleported away, and turned back to look at Rutier.

"you......"

To be honest, among all the enemies he might encounter, the one he least wanted to encounter was one that also had the ability to teleport at will.

The magic of spatial teleportation is the foundation of his existence. Paired with the small mallet in his hand that has weak spatial destructive power, he can move unimpeded within the gold level.

But if he encounters another enemy who can also teleport, he will lose his only advantage.

Rutier locked onto Ovie, and she didn't care what kind of psychological activities this flamboyantly dressed man had.

As the head of the temple soldiers and a knight known as the "Legend", focusing on the enemy and following orders are one of her outstanding qualities.

Therefore, the next moment after Ovi teleported away, Rutier immediately teleported away and reappeared behind Ovi, forcing the auctioneer to continue to evade in embarrassment.

Next, the battle between them can be described as quite boring.

The two of them kept teleporting back and forth, with no one able to attack first, and even the two of them took turns teleporting behind each other.

At this time, the dinner hall was already in chaos.

Some of the guests who were originally sitting on the seats ran outside under the protection of their own guards, some wanted to send some of their men to the second floor to help, and some of the guests who were confident in their own strength sat peacefully. Watch the excitement in situ.

As for the instigator Li Shanren, he had already run to the stairs and quickly went upstairs in two steps.

Just as Ovi thought, there were too many variables in escaping from the first floor, so it was better to escape upstairs.

On the way, some of the attendants seemed to have received some orders, and even some of them were just ordinary people who rushed forward desperately to stop them.

They picked up trays, fruit knives, even tables, chairs and stools and other objects everywhere as weapons, and attacked Li Shanren mercilessly.

Faced with this scene, Li Shanren touched the storage bag and hung the famous sword Yue Yinpei on his waist.

Then, Yue Yin came out of her sheath.

The cold light flashed and split open the attendant who was holding a tray and smashing it in front of him.

Large amounts of blood splattered on him, dyeing his black dress bloody red and black.

If it were in the past, Li Shanren might have been frightened to his knees when faced with this scene.

But now, he just stepped over the opponent's body indifferently and continued to move forward, swinging his long knife from time to time to kill the attendants who blocked the way.

Since time traveling, from the borderland to this world, he has personally caused many killings.

All kinds of people, all kinds of races, all kinds of identities...

Humans, hybrids, beasts, dragons...even a demigod.

He could not stop to sympathize with these lost lives, regardless of whether they were innocent or not.