CHAPTER 478: CHAPTER 166: HOW DARE THEY!

The wealth in the Dark Race Space was plundered by the players when it was in short supply.

Some lucky players filled a whole space bag with resources, and after redeeming them, gained over fifty thousand sacrificial power, which could be described as striking it rich.

The players who arrived late had no resources to acquire and simply targeted the space itself.

Using mining pickaxes, weapons, and other tools, they struck the energy foundations that made up the space, launching into a demolition mode.

This scene left An Shui, who still lay on the ground, stunned.

Such behavior could be described as suicidal.

As the structure of space is destroyed, the entire Dark Race Space would collapse, and by then, no player clan member would escape; all would die in the Space Reverse Flow.

Yet, the members of the player clan apparently had no awareness of, or simply did not care about, the destructive cost of their actions and continued frantically destroying the space structure.

Boom!

Suddenly, the Dark Race Space shook, and a corner of space transformed into a black vortex, swallowing and shredding nearby players within.

The remaining players, curious, glanced over and continued to dig the foundations.

"They’re all crazy!"

Realizing that staying here meant certain death, An Shui gritted his teeth and struggled to stand.

Waves of dizziness struck; he felt like a drunkard, staggering towards the space channel outside the treasury.

If he didn’t leave now, he would find it impossible to leave later.

He knew that the Dark Race Space was utterly destroyed by the hands of the player clan.

These foolish, greedy people completely buried his rise plan; everything was over.

Stumbling toward the Teleportation Array, he reached out to touch the dark red gemstone at the center of the array, and his body instantly turned into white light.

Not long after, his figure appeared outside the space.

Nearby players, like madmen, came attacking, constantly filling the Dark Race Space.

An Shui, before he could escape, was crowded by players into touching the space crystal, being sent back to the Dark Race Space once more.

Looking at the unstable structure of the space behind him, An Shui unhesitatingly teleported out again.

This time, as soon as he got out, he was dragged back by the swarming players.

This left An Shui dumbfounded.

He discovered that he couldn’t get out.

Unless he could manage to escape without coming into contact with players outside, otherwise any contact would see him as a part of them, causing him to be teleported back as soon as a player touched the space core.

Not accepting defeat, he activated the teleportation again.

Seconds later, An Shui was back at the starting point with a group of players.

"Charge!"

Players around him rushed toward the treasury, while An Shui stood stunned on the spot.

It’s over!

For the sake of survival, he chose to keep trying.

Yet each time he exited, he would be dragged back by the players, forcibly pulling him to die with the collapsing space.

This drove An Shui into madness.

Now in his weak state, surviving in the collapsing space was impossible.

Only by going out would there be a way to live and hope for the future.

He started teleporting continuously.

Over time, the collapse of space became increasingly severe.

Black, inky cracks appeared on the space wall, like the scars of demon claws, spreading with astonishing speed.

Wherever they went, energy splashed out like shattered glass, and each crack expansion came with a strong energy storm, engulfing everything nearby.

Supporting pillars of the space broke, one crystal couldn’t withstand the pressure and exploded with a "bang," and the released energy, like a surging tsunami, surged in all directions, engulfing nearby players within.

The energy impact further intensified the space collapse.

More crystals shattered one after another, and the entire space fell into a spreading collapse trend, with energy chaos rampaging.

The Dark Race Space, like crumpled paper, began to twist and fold, and the original regions rapidly collapsed.

Witnessing this scene, An Shui was utterly flustered.

He realized that he was going to be buried here with the player clan.

"No, I still have a chance!"

Facing a life-and-death crisis, An Shui suddenly thought of a possible escape.

That was to escape in the last second before the space completely shatters, then the space channel for teleportation would be destroyed, making it impossible to be sent back.

But to do so, he needed to precisely grasp the moment when the space channel beneath him was destroyed.

If he misjudged the timing, he might get teleported out and instantly sent back in again, facing the Space Reverse Flow that would devour him.

An Shui’s mood instantly grew tense, his gaze locked tightly onto the ever-spreading space rift.

His heart slammed against his chest, as if trying to break free from its skeletal cage.

The rapid heartbeat and heavy breathing intertwined into a suffocating death symphony.

Hoo~ Hoo~ Hoo~.

Taking deep breaths constantly, An Shui clenched his fists, watching the space rift expand like the jaws of an abyss.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment; every second infinitely stretched his decision to teleport escaping continuously suppressed.

"Can’t rush... absolutely can’t rush."

Boom!

Space quivered violently once more; the whole area was like shattered glass, cracks everywhere.

An Shui’s gaze locked onto a rapidly winding space rift, his eyes trailing its spread.

"Now’s the time!"

As the space rift came to tear through the space barrier before him, An Shui suddenly activated the teleportation array.

After a brief feeling of weightlessness, his body turned into white light and disappeared, soon appearing outside.

Nearby players swarmed,

An Shui wanted to break through, but he couldn’t avoid the players at all.

The white light flashed on him,

"No!"

Just as An Shui thought he was about to be teleported back to the Dark Race Space again, the white light covering him suddenly dissipated.