The first level had just announced its start, and it quickly turned into a huge battle. Not only did it start with the oversized creatures that were the previous game’s strongest opponents, it also started with a simultaneous attack from two different sides right away.
Hundreds of green skin creatures, as well as the two-headed ogres were rushing frantically with murderous intent. Even so, this ferocious scene didn’t manage to deter their fighting spirit at all. Instead, it made them burn even fiercer.
“I’ll be going first, guys! Don’t fall behind!” Thrax said with a little laugh, as he dashed towards one side of the bridge with his huge glaive raised high to the air.
Looking at the back of the Thracian, who swiftly got further away from the group, Julian couldn’t help but curse, “Oi! Don’t charge in alone! Dammit! That moron!! Not again!”
The reason Julian cursed was that Thrax had once again ignored their plan that had been laid out before the game started. The plan was to keep their teamwork tight, just like what they had been practicing with the Terra knights.
After all six battles they were about to go through, the group had voted Julian to be the one who called the shots during the fight itself. Hence, Emery and the others were waiting for Julian’s instructions. Alas, the Thracian was too submerged in his passion of battle and charged alone like he usually did.
The Roman commander quickly beckoned the Asian prince next to him. Knowing what the latter meant with his gesture, Chumo quickly said,
“200 Orc grunts from each side, with no more than 50 battle power. As for the ogres, they are the same as last time. In addition, all of them only have the equivalent of tier 1 weapons.”
His ability [Eye of the Raven] not only could measure the prowess his enemy had, but also provided him with various other parameters such as their speed, strength and even weapons. The only limitation was its inability to ‘scan’ those his eyes didn’t see.
After hearing the report, Julian nodded, meaning there was nothing to worry about their opponents, he quickly gave Emery a look; without even saying a word, the latter immediately dashed to the opposite side of the part where Thrax was going. There, similarly many monsters were rushing at his figure.
This was one of the default formations the group had decided from the start.
In the event the enemy launched two pronged attacks at them, it was decided that Emery would handle one side, while Thrax and Julian would take care of the other one. As for Chumo and Klea, they would act as support for the vanguard trio, sending long-range attacks at the enemy behind the safety the trio provided.
Rapidly crossing the distance between him and the waves of creatures, Emery swiftly revealed the weapon he would be using for the massacre that was about to come. This time, he took out two jet-black blades that his hands quickly grasped.
These two beauties were two of Magus Xion’s tier 3 custom-made blades that he had given to Emery before he left the Terra Kingdom. Knowing Emery would most likely destroy his weapon with his destructive skill, his master decided to lend him all tier 3 blades he had.
‘Lend’ was the specific word Magus Xion used. He really loved the swords he gave to Emery, because he made them himself. The reason he agreed to ‘lend’ them was that the Magus Games would be held in the virtual arena. With that assurance, even if Emery were to break all of them, they would still be in prime condition after the game was over.
For that reason, Emery was happy to be ‘lent’ five blades from his master.
Swisshh. Swishhh.
Without further ado, Emery quickly used the dozen orcs in front of him as warm up practice. Air seemed to be cut apart as he swung the swords in his hands, separating the bodies of four orcs from their heads in an instant.
The orcs naturally retaliated, as they began to surround Emery from every direction. Alas, the lethal dance the latter was about to perform was destined to end these orcs’ lives before they could even realize they were dead.
Snap! Snap! Snap!
In the span of a few seconds, Emery’s figure flickered between the orcs like a ghost, as he delivered the killing. Every slash of his swords would send the orcs right into death’s embrace, as their decapitated body dissipated into faint motes of light.
With his current prowess that was armed with extraordinary sword skill and overwhelming Battle Power, it would be more than a miracle if one of these orcs managed to touch the tip of Emery’s clothes.
Emery’s figure danced flawlessly and leisurely amidst the hordes of orcs, as he continued to swing his swords, carving a path of destruction behind.
While Emery was having the time of his life going through what he had learnt during their training session, while also killing the orcs wantonly, a relatively similar situation was unfolding on the other side of the bridge where Thrax was at.
The air seemed to tremble for a moment as several massive, green-skinned monsters were sent flying through the air by one swing of Thrax’s tier 4 weapon. Blood splattered in the air as they crashed onto their kin and accidentally killed some unfortunate ones.
A maniacal laugh was heard through the air, as Thrax lunged forward with his glaive brandished. “Hahahah!! Come here!!”
He went on to a rampage in the middle of the orc horde. Each blow he carried out instantly took out the life of several orcs, while injuring many others. It was apparent the Thracian was simply too strong for these orcs.
As if their suffering wasn’t enough, the orcs were immediately sent into another chaos, when Julian jumped into the middle of the orcs and smashed the massive hammer on his hand to the ground.
A shockwave appeared and violent winds blew around the surroundings as the bridge was cracked by the force it received. Julian’s attack instantly killed five unlucky orcs, who stood right at the center of impact and sent a dozen more in all directions, creating a huge opening within the orc hordes.
Seeing this, Thrax quickly took the chance to dash in through the sea of orcs and make his way to reach the gigantic ogre that was standing on the back. Of course, he didn’t forget to kill as many orcs as he could, while he ran past them.
Julian once again cursed when he saw what Thrax did, but eventually decided to let the latter go. Instead of busying himself with the famous reckless of the group, it was better for him to focus on not letting any of the orcs reach the two people behind him.
Talking about the duo at the back, Chumo could be seen already forming four clones of himself and taking out a tier 3 bow.
[Obsidian Longbow – Tier 3]
[Length 1.4 meter, weight 5.5 kilogram]
[Skill – Spirit Arrow]
This was exactly the same bow he used last year, but this time, with his vastly improved spirit force, each shot he fired with the bow didn’t affect his energy that much anymore. As for why he didn’t take out the tier 4 bow given to him, he decided that it was best to keep it for later.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Consecutive sounds of something flying through the air were heard, as Chumo began his barrage followed by his clones. Two of them fired their arrows at the side where Emery was, focusing their attention on disrupting the orcs’ formation, while the other two concentrated their barrage on helping Julian repel the orcs that threatened to burst through his defense.
Chumo’s face was the epitome of calmness. He continued to fire arrows, like there was no tomorrow. However, if one paid closer attention, they would realize that the girl standing next to him appeared even more calm than him!
Well, to be honest, she was actually extremely bored.
“Just get this level done already.”
The first level had just announced its start, and it quickly turned into a huge battle. Not only did it start with the oversized creatures that were the previous game’s strongest opponents, it also started with a simultaneous attack from two different sides right away.
Hundreds of green skin creatures, as well as the two-headed ogres were rushing frantically with murderous intent. Even so, this ferocious scene didn’t manage to deter their fighting spirit at all. Instead, it made them burn even fiercer.
“I’ll be going first, guys! Don’t fall behind!” Thrax said with a little laugh, as he dashed towards one side of the bridge with his huge glaive raised high to the air.
Looking at the back of the Thracian, who swiftly got further away from the group, Julian couldn’t help but curse, “Oi! Don’t charge in alone! Dammit! That moron!! Not again!”
The reason Julian cursed was that Thrax had once again ignored their plan that had been laid out before the game started. The plan was to keep their teamwork tight, just like what they had been practicing with the Terra knights.
After all six battles they were about to go through, the group had voted Julian to be the one who called the shots during the fight itself. Hence, Emery and the others were waiting for Julian’s instructions. Alas, the Thracian was too submerged in his passion of battle and charged alone like he usually did.
The Roman commander quickly beckoned the Asian prince next to him. Knowing what the latter meant with his gesture, Chumo quickly said,
“200 Orc grunts from each side, with no more than 50 battle power. As for the ogres, they are the same as last time. In addition, all of them only have the equivalent of tier 1 weapons.”
His ability [Eye of the Raven] not only could measure the prowess his enemy had, but also provided him with various other parameters such as their speed, strength and even weapons. The only limitation was its inability to ‘scan’ those his eyes didn’t see.
After hearing the report, Julian nodded, meaning there was nothing to worry about their opponents, he quickly gave Emery a look; without even saying a word, the latter immediately dashed to the opposite side of the part where Thrax was going. There, similarly many monsters were rushing at his figure.
This was one of the default formations the group had decided from the start.
In the event the enemy launched two pronged attacks at them, it was decided that Emery would handle one side, while Thrax and Julian would take care of the other one. As for Chumo and Klea, they would act as support for the vanguard trio, sending long-range attacks at the enemy behind the safety the trio provided.
Rapidly crossing the distance between him and the waves of creatures, Emery swiftly revealed the weapon he would be using for the massacre that was about to come. This time, he took out two jet-black blades that his hands quickly grasped.
These two beauties were two of Magus Xion’s tier 3 custom-made blades that he had given to Emery before he left the Terra Kingdom. Knowing Emery would most likely destroy his weapon with his destructive skill, his master decided to lend him all tier 3 blades he had.
‘Lend’ was the specific word Magus Xion used. He really loved the swords he gave to Emery, because he made them himself. The reason he agreed to ‘lend’ them was that the Magus Games would be held in the virtual arena. With that assurance, even if Emery were to break all of them, they would still be in prime condition after the game was over.
For that reason, Emery was happy to be ‘lent’ five blades from his master.
Swisshh. Swishhh.
Without further ado, Emery quickly used the dozen orcs in front of him as warm up practice. Air seemed to be cut apart as he swung the swords in his hands, separating the bodies of four orcs from their heads in an instant.
The orcs naturally retaliated, as they began to surround Emery from every direction. Alas, the lethal dance the latter was about to perform was destined to end these orcs’ lives before they could even realize they were dead.
Snap! Snap! Snap!
In the span of a few seconds, Emery’s figure flickered between the orcs like a ghost, as he delivered the killing. Every slash of his swords would send the orcs right into death’s embrace, as their decapitated body dissipated into faint motes of light.
With his current prowess that was armed with extraordinary sword skill and overwhelming Battle Power, it would be more than a miracle if one of these orcs managed to touch the tip of Emery’s clothes.
Emery’s figure danced flawlessly and leisurely amidst the hordes of orcs, as he continued to swing his swords, carving a path of destruction behind.
While Emery was having the time of his life going through what he had learnt during their training session, while also killing the orcs wantonly, a relatively similar situation was unfolding on the other side of the bridge where Thrax was at.
The air seemed to tremble for a moment as several massive, green-skinned monsters were sent flying through the air by one swing of Thrax’s tier 4 weapon. Blood splattered in the air as they crashed onto their kin and accidentally killed some unfortunate ones.
A maniacal laugh was heard through the air, as Thrax lunged forward with his glaive brandished. “Hahahah!! Come here!!”
He went on to a rampage in the middle of the orc horde. Each blow he carried out instantly took out the life of several orcs, while injuring many others. It was apparent the Thracian was simply too strong for these orcs.
As if their suffering wasn’t enough, the orcs were immediately sent into another chaos, when Julian jumped into the middle of the orcs and smashed the massive hammer on his hand to the ground.
A shockwave appeared and violent winds blew around the surroundings as the bridge was cracked by the force it received. Julian’s attack instantly killed five unlucky orcs, who stood right at the center of impact and sent a dozen more in all directions, creating a huge opening within the orc hordes.
Seeing this, Thrax quickly took the chance to dash in through the sea of orcs and make his way to reach the gigantic ogre that was standing on the back. Of course, he didn’t forget to kill as many orcs as he could, while he ran past them.
Julian once again cursed when he saw what Thrax did, but eventually decided to let the latter go. Instead of busying himself with the famous reckless of the group, it was better for him to focus on not letting any of the orcs reach the two people behind him.
Talking about the duo at the back, Chumo could be seen already forming four clones of himself and taking out a tier 3 bow.
[Obsidian Longbow – Tier 3]
[Length 1.4 meter, weight 5.5 kilogram]
[Skill – Spirit Arrow]
This was exactly the same bow he used last year, but this time, with his vastly improved spirit force, each shot he fired with the bow didn’t affect his energy that much anymore. As for why he didn’t take out the tier 4 bow given to him, he decided that it was best to keep it for later.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Consecutive sounds of something flying through the air were heard, as Chumo began his barrage followed by his clones. Two of them fired their arrows at the side where Emery was, focusing their attention on disrupting the orcs’ formation, while the other two concentrated their barrage on helping Julian repel the orcs that threatened to burst through his defense.
Chumo’s face was the epitome of calmness. He continued to fire arrows, like there was no tomorrow. However, if one paid closer attention, they would realize that the girl standing next to him appeared even more calm than him!
Well, to be honest, she was actually extremely bored.
“Just get this level done already.”
