Chapter 55 End (5) (1/2)

At that moment, the face of all the other players, including Vyram, stiffened.

Phante ignored their reactions and turned his gaze towards Yeon-woo. Yeon-woo was already close enough to be able to distinguish Phante’s facial features.

Phante stood with his feet shoulder-width apart, his waist slightly bent forward and his fists tightly clenched. A combat posture that he had never shown to anyone in the tutorial. It was something he only showed to those he acknowledged.

And then, he closed his eyes.

A quiet period ensued for a little while. It was like the calm before the storm.

“Hoo…!”

As he took a deep breath,

*Flash*

Phante opened his eyes.

A yellow light flickered over his purple eyes.

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Then,

*Spark*

As his aura shrouded the surrounding area, strong yellow sparks appeared from his fists and forearms.

‘Thunder Fist.’

A secret skill that’s only passed down in the One-horned tribe’s Cheong-lam family.

The sparks hovering over his arms intensified as they began to connect with each other. Soon, Phante’s two arms were covered in thunder energy that enveloped them like a gauntlet.

The air surrounding Phante shimmered from the heat.

Streams of heated wind blew from Phante, clashing against Yeon-woo’s windstorm.

And when Phante’s aura encroached the other end of the stage,

“Why worry if I have sources of Karma everywhere?”

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Phante began to move with a cold smile on his face.

*Kwang*

With a single dash, Phante pushed forward like a cannonball.

*Rumble*

Over the path he ran, Phante left behind only a trail of burnt smell, yellow flames and deafening thunder.

The players blocking his way were trampled under his feet.

However, no screams were heard from the dead players, as they were drowned under the thunderous roars as soon as they came out. Even the corpses disappeared without a trace, as they were ground to bits by the strong thunder energy.

The players scattered around the stage in total confusion.

In from of them, there was a player with a windstorm of demonic energy. Behind their backs, there was another player emitting ferocious bolts of lightning.

The players stuck in the middle of the two energies didn’t know where to go. Only the ones who happened to be near the safe zone were lucky enough to make an escape.

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But even that was dangerous as most of the area was still within the reach of their skills. They had to stay as close as they could to the edge of the stage.

And then, the two energies collided.

*Kwaaang*

An earthquake shook the entire stage.

The clash of the two energies created explosions here and there, turning over the ground they were standing on.

Clouds of dust covered up the entire stage making it hard to tell what was going on inside.

Just when the players thought that Section G was going to collapse by the impact, Vyram made his move.

He drew out his three swords from their scabbards. They were Marcus’ finest magic swords.

Then he activated the magic runes engraved on the surfaces of each sword.

Spectacular visual effects continuously exploded like firecrackers as the floor was covered with several overlapping magic circles.

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The vast variety of buffs he had cast on 50 other players were now focused on a single player, Vyram.

He felt the mana inside his body being amplified. As his senses became keener, he could feel the sharp edges of the swords like they were part of his body.

Vyram grabbed two of the swords with his hands and put the other one on top of his feet.

‘Three Claws.’

It was a skill he had acquired during his long service as a mercenary. A skill that utilized his three swords, relying on his strength and senses that were augmented to their full potential with the help of several buffs.

The only problem was that once used, his mana reserves would become depleted and his body would take several months to recuperate from the aftereffects.

‘I guess I’ve got no other choice.’

Vyram gritted his teeth while glaring at Yeon-woo and Phante.

At this rate, he wouldn’t be able to protect not just his ‘minions’, but his Karma points as well.

If so, he had to fight.

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Vyram spun his body like a top and flung himself in between the two of them, leaving several scratches on the ground.

*Swish*

The three flashing blades made their way towards the necks of both Yeon-woo and Phante.

* * *

“Hup!”

“Damn it!”

It was then when Yeon-woo and Phante turned sideways.

Yeon-woo was aiming to slice Phante’s chest with Vigrid, while Phante tried to punch him with his fist clad in thunder energy.

Both attacks possessed a deadly threat.

But in that fleeting moment, the two felt three blades slithering in between their attacks like a snake.

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And their instincts started to sound the alarm, telling them that they should not ignore the three swords. That the swords were about to cut off their necks.

So the two exchanged glances for a very brief moment just before the clash. And at the same time, they turned aside and quickly spun to the direction they were swinging.

Yeon-woo to the left, and Phante to the right.

*Tang*

On one side, a sword fended off the blades.

*Kwang*

On the other side, a lightning bolt hit the blades changing their trajectory.

“You idiot!”

Yellow sparks dispersed into the air as the thunder exploded after coming into contact with the swords. Phante’s eyes were blazing with anger as they slowly appeared through the smoke.

He was getting bored of dealing with all those weak trashes. Only now was he able to entertain himself after meeting his match. But such excitement was broken due to a moron who decided to interrupt his fight.

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But as if Vyram didn’t care about what he was thinking, he carried on with his attacks, trying to slice their legs.

“You want a piece of me? Alright then. I’ll show you what I’ve got!”

With the thunder energy wrapped around his fists, Phante propelled himself forward with all his strength, charging forward to run over Yeon-woo and Vyram.

His reckless charge looked like a wild boar rushing down a hill.

*Kwakwa*

Finding himself between the pressure of those two other players, Yeon-woo raised his eyebrows slightly and held Vigrid up high in the air.

And with a full swing, he struck the ground with the sword.

*Pang*

The ground once again caved in.

A massive shockwave was released from the place where his sword struck, sending Phante and Vyram into the air.

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*Kwakwa*

“Kup!”

“Urgh!”

Just before his punch reached Yeon-woo, Phante instinctively felt a sense of crisis and barely managed to protect his head by crossing his arms in front of his face. The thunder circling around his arms was completely washed away by the blast.

Phante felt like he had run into an invisible wall. His innards were shaking, and his brain was ringing. His two arms that blocked off the shockwave felt as if they were going to fall off at any moment.

In front of him, there was a deep, long ditch created by himself as he was pushed away.

“How… the hell…”

Phante raised his head up with a face full of shock. It was the complete opposite emotion of the confidence he had shown at the very beginning.

He couldn’t believe it at all.

Born into a royal family, Phante had practiced various martial arts and had grown stronger. In the tutorial, he ingested the Neidan of Akasha’s Snake which granted him an enormous amount of mana.

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There was no way that any player in the tutorial could overpower a player such as him. There must be something wrong with this situation.

With that thought in mind, Phante tried to kindle once again the thunder onto his fists.

However,

“Uuurgh”

Phante had to vomit out on the floor as he felt his throat choking.

It was blood.

His internal organs were already injured from the previous impact.