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The air was thick with tension. Nether’s gaze was sharp as a blade, locked onto Aaron like a predator eyeing its doomed prey.
Blood still seeped from Aaron’s shoulder, but his heartbeat remained eerily steady. His mind raced, calculating every shift in the battle while his eyes flicked between his opponent and the blockchain data streaming across his terminal screen.
This wasn’t just a fight for survival. It was a battle of wealth, control, and dominion over the future itself—a war waged through smart contracts!
Nether’s voice was cold and calm. “How much longer do you think you can last?”
The moment he spoke, a cascade of warnings flashed across Aaron’s screen—
[ALERT: Dark Syndicate executing ‘Wealth Plunder Protocol’!]
[Target: Aaron]
[Method: Flash Loans + High-Frequency Arbitrage]
“What?!”
Aaron’s pupils shrank. His pulse spiked.
Nether wasn’t just trying to kill him—he was trying to strip him of his assets through blockchain warfare!
Flash loans combined with high-frequency arbitrage—one of the most terrifying financial attack strategies in the cryptosphere.
The Dark Syndicate’s contract was exploiting flash loans to instantly borrow massive funds, using algorithmic loopholes to siphon away Aaron’s liquidity. If successful, his entire financial portfolio would be drained in seconds.
He’d be left penniless—just another prey to be hunted down.
But Aaron wasn’t about to let them win.
His gaze sharpened. His fingers moved swiftly, triggering a pre-installed countermeasure—
[EXECUTING CONTRACT: ‘Arbitrage Trap’]
[TARGET: Dark Syndicate Arbitrage Program]
[STATUS: ACTIVATING…]
Beep!
Just as Nether’s smart contract was about to execute, the trading path suddenly shifted—
Every liquidity pool where Dark Syndicate’s funds had entered was instantly locked down!
Aaron’s counter-code had embedded a smart trap into the network, freezing every stolen transaction for 15 crucial seconds.
Fifteen seconds—
More than enough to turn the tide.
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For the first time, a flicker of surprise crossed Nether’s face.
“You anticipated my move…”
Aaron smirked. “You thought you were the hunter. But you walked into my trap.”
Wasting no time, Aaron activated his ultimate counter-contract!
[EXECUTING CONTRACT: ‘Wealth Reversal’]
[TARGET: Dark Syndicate Main Wallet]
[MODE: FORCED SETTLEMENT]
In the blink of an eye—
The Dark Syndicate’s stolen funds didn’t just fail to drain Aaron’s account.
They were forcibly extracted and redirected—straight into his own balance!
[ACCOUNT BALANCE: +$300,000,000 USDT]
[ACCOUNT BALANCE: +120 BTC]
[ACCOUNT BALANCE: +8,500 ETH]
A cold hush fell over the battlefield.
Aaron’s net worth had skyrocketed past $500 million— in an instant.
Nether’s expression finally darkened.
“…Shit.”
His fingers flew across his terminal, desperately trying to reverse the transaction—
But it was too late.
Aaron’s contract had locked the funds permanently.
“Game over.”
He wiped the blood from his lips, his voice calm and unwavering.
He had just won the most decisive blockchain battle of his life.
But Nether wasn’t just a financial assassin.
Losing on the blockchain didn’t mean losing in the real world.
His expression turned ice-cold.
And in the next heartbeat—
He vanished.
A blur of movement.
Aaron’s instincts screamed—
“Too fast—!”
The gleam of a dagger sliced through the air—
Aaron barely twisted in time—
RIP!
His shirt tore open. A thin line of blood welled up on his chest.
“Shit—he’s going all in!”
Aaron knew—if Nether got close, he was dead.
His hand shot to his belt.
Fingers closed around a small, smooth device.
A micro EMP grenade.
Aaron gritted his teeth.
“Goodbye, Nether.”
Click.
WHOOOOM!
A pulse of electromagnetic energy erupted outward!
Nether’s terminal went black.
His tactical implants short-circuited.
His entire system crashed.
For the first time—Nether was vulnerable.
Aaron didn’t hesitate.
He rolled forward—snatched up a fallen pistol—
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Gunfire cracked through the night.
Nether tried to dodge, but—
SPLAT!
A bullet struck his shoulder. Blood sprayed across the ruins.
He staggered.
He clutched his wound, eyes filled with shock and fury.
“You… actually…”
Aaron slowly stood up.
He raised his terminal—displaying the final transaction log.
The Dark Syndicate’s funds—completely emptied.
“It’s over.”
Nether’s chest rose and fell. Then—
He laughed.
A low, bitter chuckle.
“…Heh… Hahaha… Not bad…”
His gaze lingered on Aaron for a moment.
Then, without another word, he turned—
And vanished into the shadows.
Aaron didn’t chase him.
He knew—Nether had lost his fortune.
And in this world, that was worse than death.
Aaron exhaled slowly.
He glanced down at his terminal.
Half a billion dollars.
Securely in his possession.
He had done it.
He hadn’t just survived—
He had conquered.
This wasn’t just a battle of blades.
It was the perfect reversal—executed through the blockchain itself.
Aaron looked up at the vast night sky.
His lips curled into a smirk.
The game had only just begun.
Aaron now possesses $500 million—but true danger is only beginning.
Governments, crime syndicates, underground financial empires—everyone wants his fortune.
How will he defend what he’s stolen?
