Chapter 338: Return of An Einherjar (1/2)
Chapter 338: Return of An Einherjar
Translator: OneshotwonderEditor: Hitesh_
Einherjar Wannabe stood still and felt the grains of sand under his feet, savoring every moment in the palpable world like one would in a fictitious wonderland.
As a warrior, he yearned for only one thing: Battle.
As Mr. Wannabe strode across the threshold of the arena, a strong mixed feeling shot through his body. The sentiment belonged only to himself, since no one would be able to fathom the profoundness of this one single step to a ghost who had long parted his way from the tangible world.
With an unswerving conviction that glory and fame would return to him soon, Einherjar Wannabe continued his steps and strode into the battleground like an Einherjar.
Peter Lynn had already been waiting for his opponent. Many years ago, he might have enjoyed fighting in the PA system. But right then, he considered it no more than a child's play.
A cheer erupted from the IPA audiences as soon as they saw Einherjar Wannabe. Even the warrior's prolonged silence didn't seem to dull their enthusiasm.
Most TPA audiences, however, were still on the fence, and unsure whether Einherjar Wannabe would last long in this fight.
”VICTORY!” someone shouted out loudly. Enchanted with the unwavering belief, the voice pierced through the air and persuaded many IPA players to stand on their feet and join the chant. ”Victory…Victory…Victory!”
The DREAM workers were shocked by the audiences' enthusiasm. The poll before the match didn't seem to indicate that. Plus, due to the slip up in DREAM's advertisement, many DREAM's workers had been uncertain of how this match would turn out.
The same concern was shared by Wang Tong as well, and the audiences' enthusiasm had caught him by surprise. But, he genuinely appreciated them for their unconditional support. Wang Tong was confident that Mr. Wannabe would give them an excellent show in return.
Zhang Jin's jaw almost dropped when she saw Einherjar Wannabe appear in the PA system while Wang Tong—the prime suspect —was sitting right next to her.
”How...How is that possible?”
Zhang Jin knew that everyone's ID was gene coded, so there was zero chance that someone else was fighting in Wang Tong's stead. Her mind raced as doubts sprouted. Were she and Patroclus both wrong about their conjecture, or was the whole event a hoax? No matter how hard Zhang Jin had tried to solve the puzzle, she failed.
Einherjar Wannabe looked at his feet while listening to the swell of cheers and shouts. He felt as if he had traveled back to the old days. A knot of fire started to burn inside him, awakening the old memories.
”Match begin!”
Peter Lynn studied the seventeen years old boy; he wondered how this match had happened in the first place. What had made his employer so interested in such an ordinary boy.
Peter Lynn was aware that the House of Zhang loathed conceit among their employees. Therefore, he didn't dare lower his guard.
A blade appeared in Peter Lynn's hand out of nowhere, and he started to channel his energy into the blade, until it was crackling with lightening GN force. Peter Lynn raised the blade and attacked the boy. As a veteran level six fighter, his execution was flawless and deadly without measure.
Peter Lynn was sure that his opponent didn't move while he attacked, but when the blade finally fell towards the boy, it cut through the air where the boy was standing and missed the target. The boy was seen standing a few inches away from the blade.
Peter Lynn didn't hesitate as he attacked again. This time, his GN fore projected further out from his blade, effectively extending the reach of his weapon. It was the technique popular among the Ivantians. When used right, it would be able to hail attacks on opponents continuously. Peter Lynn's second attack aimed at Einherjar Wannabe's neck. He was convinced that this attack should end the match then and there, since he had made this move many times before and never missed once.