Just Cause 3 Final Boss の小説・ストーリー

] [Who is OBSIDIAN_13? [AZURA just lost?”] Florence stared at her screen in disbelief and scoffed. “That was lucky.” She muttered. ……. ROUND THREE. Everything was on the line. The final game was harder—limited amino, no respawns, with finish-line objective. This time, Cassienne let them progress. She hid her strategy in the background. Florence and Nate burned through their resources, attacking each other and the environment aggressively. And Cassienne waited. She watched carefully. When they rushed towards the finish line, desperate and exposed. Cassienne moved.

] [Each player may now make one final wish to the Boss. [Only the player who makes the correct wish will survive.] [All others will be erased.] [Hint: The final wish is no longer limited to choosing a way to die. Players may wish for anything.] Luther stood before us in silence, motionless as ever. The other two remaining players exchanged glances. Finally, the tall guy stepped forward. They had stayed up all night discussing it. Their theory was simple: If the correct wish was tied to the Boss’s life, then it shouldn’t be a selfish one. It should be something that pleased him… Something that gave him peace.

Great, what a stroke of bad luck! "Well done, well done! You've displayed quite the skill! You took down more than ten of our men!" a giant of a man, heavily tattooed and extremely imposing, grinned. Seriously, even if it were just the two of us fighting, I'd surrender the moment he catches me; I'm sure my body would be crushed. "Sorry, boss, just doing my job," I replied sarcastically, though I was starting to feel a bit nervous. "Where's the person you kidnapped?" I asked, trying to sound confident.

"Anything you wanted to say to your father, woman? This is your last chance -" "No! Fuck it. Don't you dare pull that trigger you dumb ass!" The girl angrily responded to whatever Santocildez was saying. She felt even angrier when she heard him chuckle, as if it was nothing to him that he was threatening two lives. He was like a demon! "...you think it's funny? Threatening others' lives? Do you find that amusing that you can laugh about it? You're such an asshole!" Taphney felt like her soul left her body when in a blink of an eye, she was standing face to face with Santocildez, who had a gun pointed straight at her forehead. She couldn't move, and all her strength seemed to have vanished.

she said. "No. We still need to prove something." "What's that?" I asked curiously. "Boss is trying to figure out Dave's weakness." In a world filled with self-interest violence, it was not far off that everything we saw would disappear. The only one who caused this violence was the so-called boss we couldn't see and only voices could be heard coming from the speakers. "And how does it concern us?" Zanaya asked. The woman laughed before answering, "Oh believe me, our dearest Reign, once this plan becomes successful, you will be a part of the major goal of JDC which is taking down the Zyffords."

"Jamie, bring up two beers, one Martini and a glass of fresh apple juice." "Who are the beers for?" Nikki asked curiously. "You're here aren't you?" I looked at her pointedly, but continued when all I received was a blank stare. "How long do you think it'll take before Lyric follows in? And I'm very sure, Lyric's new bff just needs that as an excuse." "Excuse for what?" Came a chorus of male voices, making Nikki and me burst out laughing. "Come on in boys." Nikki called out just as the door opened to reveal three handsome, tall, broad shouldered men.

The guild members' resolve held strong, and they emerged victorious once more. Finally, they reached the last floor. The atmosphere was charged with anticipation as they entered the final room. Samuel's voice crackled over the communication devices, guiding their movements. As they stepped into the room, the sight that met their eyes was chilling. Greyson stood before them, his expression a mix of arrogance and defiance. He was flanked by his remaining henchmen, their guns aimed at the guild members. "Jota," Greyson's voice was mocking, his gaze flickering over the guild members. "You've come to face me at last, be ready to die."

Julian placed his hands on the terminal and spoke directly to the game's core systems. "I'm the Marionettist. Final boss. The role you gave me eight years ago. And I'm telling you that these changes are right. That Lenore deserves to continue beyond my death. That players deserve the choice to stay or leave. That this world you created is worth preserving." He smiled. "Consider this my final act as your villain. Approving the modifications that make me obsolete." Ten seconds. The system processed his authentication. Recognized the Marionettist's authority. Recognized that the final boss himself was approving the changes.

Natsu said as Yami subconsciously said, "It's impossible to defeat that man! I mean... Sorry..." "I get it... I know how you feel, but it's not impossible to defeat him. Well... We might not be able to defeat him on our own, but at least we can hold up and try to carry him to where everyone is. If everyone works together, I'm sure we would be able to defeat him" Natsu said as Yami thought, "He has a point. If we can hold him off till we get to where Mr Gildart is, I'm sure he'll be in big trouble, plus, Mr Damian would also be there. There's no way he would win against those two" "Did you think you could run away from me" the boss said shocking the both as he then hit them, which sent them f