Martial Online.

Chapter 450 The Second Round

?As Ambrose woke up to the new reality, he heard the sound of whooshing, an engine roaring, and a plane soaring across the sky.

After opening his eyes, he saw that he was no longer in the meeting hall but strapped on to the seat of a military aircraft.

He wasn't alone.

One after another, players continued to wake up and also looked around with similar quizzical expressions.

Most of them had never been on a plane and were unsure of what was happening, while others never expected to see such highly advanced technology inside Martial Online.

Ambrose turned to his side and saw Moriarty checking out the aircraft with a fear of the unknown. He hoped his fears wouldn't come true.

'This plane doesn't have all the contestants.' Ambrose thought. 'Others are most likely on other planes.'

At that moment, the door of the cockpit opened up, and a military man dressed in a sharp uniform stepped out.

All the players instinctively straightened their backs.

"Stand up, maggots!" The military man shouted, and the straps that held the contestants' seats opened, causing them to stand up abruptly.

"Now, your worthless waste of air will jump from this aircraft." The military opened the door to reveal the vast expanse of sky below.

The wind rushed in, whipping their hair and clothes around.

"We can't possibly jump out!" A player interjected. "We'll die!"

"Fool, you will have a parachute!" The military man took out a parachute and showed it to everyone. "Just pull the cord, simple!"

"That ain't simple in any way!" The players shouted with shocked expressions.

"I was afraid for this." Moriarty said this with a bleached face and turned to Ambrose. "What are we going to do? Is this a test?"

"I suggest we'll jump." Ambrose said with shrugged shoulders. "I have done this before."

"You have?" Moriarty looked surprised.

"Yeah…" Ambrose chuckled and added it to his mind. 'I have never done it alone, though.'

"A-all right." Moriarty nodded and felt slightly better after seeing his confidence.

It was still a leap of faith. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ Noᴠelꜰɪre.nᴇt

At that moment, the ready light turned green, indicating that it was time to go.

"All right, worthless maggots, time to jump!" The military man shouted. "Who wants to jump first?"

All the players looked at each other, and none of them wanted to be first.

"Whoever doesn't jump in time will get disqualified!"

Even after saying that, there was still hesitation in the air.

However, Ambrose bravely stepped forward and took the parachute before putting it on.

"Good!" The military man shouted with a grin. "Just pull the cord, simple!"

"Simple, right." Ambrose turned over his shoulder, nudged Moriarty to follow him, and then jumped backwards out of the plane.

The wind rushed in from all sides, whipping his hair and clothes around wildly.

"Whoo!" Ambrose exclaimed and turned around in the air to look straight down.

As he went through the clouds, he saw the floating island in all its majestic glory, but since it was floating, it was coming closer than he initially expected.

Ambrose grabbed the cord and pulled it hard to slow down his descent.

The parachute opened with a gust of wind, and he began to glide towards the floating island.

As he neared it, it was clear that the island wasn't the same as in the images.

The crystal-golden streets were now crumbling and overgrown with vegetation, and the buildings were dilapidated and covered in moss.

The previous wildlife-heavy forests were now dense jungles with unknown and exotic creatures lurking within.

Ambrose braced for the landing and ducked his knees slightly to absorb the impact.

At that moment, he noticed that he was flying straight to a three-story building with a chimney on the roof. It looked like he was destined to crash into it.

Ambrose quickly steered the parachute and crashed into the tiled roof while the parachute wrapped around the chimney.

"Ngh…" He groaned as he struggled to untangle himself from the parachute and chimney.

However, eventually he managed to remove the parachute from his back and immediately turned to the sky to see where the other players were going.

He then saw hundreds of aircraft flying above the clouds and thousands of players flying in different directions.

At that moment, he noticed a silhouette that resembled Moriarty, looking like he jumped straight after him, but he was heading to the jungle that was surrounding the small, isolated neighborhood, where he landed.

'He is landing a few hundred meters away from my current position, but the jungle might be dangerous.' Ambrose looked down from the roof and narrowed his eyes.

He then leaped off the roof and landed roughly on the pavement that was covered in vegetation.

After getting back on his feet, he surveyed the surrounding area in case there were players nearby.

'Moriarty saw where I landed, and it would be easier for him to find me than it would be for me to find him, so I might as well try looting.'

Ambrose kicked open the nearby door and entered the dilapidated house to search for any weapons and food.

However, it was all barren and empty, with dangling cobwebs and a musty smell that seemed to come from every corner.

After searching the kitchen, he shook his head and left the house before moving onto another house.

However, it was another disappointing search, as he found nothing of value inside.

Ambrose closed the door and crouched on the ground before pulling out the interface.

[Teams Left: 498]

'Two teams seemed to die in the skydiving phase.' Ambrose closed the interface and left the house again.

However, at that moment, he saw a figure dragging the parachute behind him, running out of the alleyway with his eyes scanning the surroundings.

After seeing Ambrose standing in front of the house, he heaved a sigh of relief and ripped the parachute off his back.

"Nice landing." Moriarty looked over to the roof, a parachute dangling off it. "The wind took me slightly off course."

"That's fine." Ambrose nodded. "Let's loot this place, but let's be careful. I saw some players landing nearby, and this seems like the first place they would go."

"I also heard some… noises in the jungle." Moriarty said and looked back to the alleyway that led straight to the jungle. "I think we shouldn't go there unless it is absolutely necessary."

…

Inside the jungle.

"…" A silent-voiced man hunched behind a tree, looking through the bushes towards the buildings.

"Did you hear someone?" A baby-faced man whispered, crouching behind his teammate while looking around anxiously.

He felt like there were eyes watching them from every direction, as there was no real cover for them.

"I think I heard some voices." His teammate said, trying to suppress his own unease.

"We need to get out of the jungle." The baby-faced man said urgently. "I don't know what it is, but I feel like someone is watching us."

"It's your imagination; your nervousness is playing with your mind." His teammate said coldly. "We cannot rush in there without a plan. I think I heard some doors opening, so they might've already found weapons."

"He might be alone, though!"

"Unlikely, I don't think they would speak to themselves when silence is often the key."

Growl.

Their hairs stood up at the back of their necks, and they slowly turned around to face the source of the growl.

Their eyes widened in shock and fear, and before they could react, their heads were snapped back by an unseen force.

Without anyone realizing a thing, another team vanished into thin air, and it wasn't just any random team, but a team who reached top 30 in the first round.

Yet, they died within the first minutes.