Chapter 89 - Duel

POFF

The undead troll sidesteps like a shadow.

It was a boxer!

The arm was coated by the metallic object, completely different from an imbued

It will punch from time to time!

The punch of the undead troll was completely flawless that left a scratch on him from time to time!

Sometimes the energy of the punch changes!

It will change into a spirit or ghost color, but the color of the ghost will not leave a scratch on him.

He wants to think that the enemy is hittin him by him so he fakes that he is hurt by that kind of shadow punch.

Jomel knew now the enemy's 3 moves!

Something like a shadow punch which is a Spirit or Ghosts type was the first.

The step of the enemy to move from one place to another so fast was the second move.

And the third is a brawler-type of punch that is quite making it sting so much whenever it scratches him.

Probably because Jomel is a normal type right now and the attack was very effective that's why it stings.

He needs to evade those attacks.

Jomel is near to it and then...

WICK!

He successfully cut the enemy on its chest! But the enemy passes through the wall like a ghost can do!

Jomel is in a state of shock!

This a third move, Jomel expected this! What ghost or Spirit Type of Soul-Beasts can do!

He smiled.

The enemy is going to ambush him by passing through the walls!

TSOOOV!

Another shot of shadow punch came into his view.

And like always.

He pretended that he was hit and hurt by it.

He can pinpoint what kind of punch that the enemy troll will use if it's Spirit-Type shadow punch or Brawler-Type attack punch using his precognition ability.

TSOOVV!

TSOOO- TSOOOVV!

The beasts pass through the wall in every shot shadow punch from a different direction.

Jomel pretended he couldn't sense him so that he could fool the enemy and created an opening.

TSOOVV!

TSOOO- TSOOOVV!

A barrage of shadow punch again rained down on him, he is skillfully evading all of it by jumping from wall to wall.

Jomels precognition hidden talent enhanced jomel greatly, and he saw the enemy that was about to come out on a wall and punch again...

SOOOVV!

He kicked the wall and jump so fast in its direction!

He crosses his sword mid-air planning to decapacitate the enemy's head in one attack!

The enemy saw it coming and then having no choice its body became blurred!

But it failed!

Jomel smiled and then...

SWICKK!

The undead troll's head was cut and separated from its body.

Jomel without a word, pierced through its head to make sure that is dead.

Jomel knew what happened earlier, that troll is going to use some kind of spatial ability like teleportation.

But his skill is a dimensional lock that locks spaces.

Preventing anyone using space kind of escaping moves.

Away from him...

"What a terrifying sense! He can sense the enemy movements, and effortlessly counter it..." It was the black werewolf, he admired the human's capability.

"Move-sets advantage and a terrifying sense, No wonder the guardian died to him.."

This time all of them stop talking, it was the elder jackal who spoke.

He is now convinced, this human battle instinct is the best out there, he is the perfect one to be sacrificed.

He knew that this human can only tame seven but he didn't care about it, the world is balanced of course the destiny destroyed its Soul-Space.

But to make sure the bloodline of Set survived, they needed this kind of survival ability to keep it safe outside.

So their 5th candidate now came to their view and was chosen.

It was Jomel!

Jomel is oblivious to them or what they are planning.

He is now looking at his second opponent while holding a gun.

They are challenging him.

One by One and One on One.

This time he is holding a handgun or a pistol like he used to see in movies he watches in the past.

The Undead gave him a handgun like a revolver but Jomel refused it.

He took out his own, but the enemy's revolver was truly beautiful.

It's like a cold peacemaker.

Colt Peacemaker was the most popular gun in the Wild West that Jomel watched movies in the past.

Cowboys, lawmen, outlaws, and bandits can hardly be imagined without a gun.

Specifically, when people picture a drifter from the Old West, they most likely imagine a gritty figure wielding a distinct long-barreled revolver.

Jomel is grateful that he can still remember it.

Is this undead was dominated by a Gunslinger and is now gunslinging..?

Jomel found it funny.

But there's no time to think it through, The Cowboy undead troll walks towards him slowly.

And so does Jomel.

They walk to each other slowly, their gun is on their waist and they are not shooting each other.

This is a duel, Jomel knew this.

This apocalyptic place is quite similar to his old world, the planet earth.

And now he met a cowboy boobeebop.

He is Confident with his gunslinging talent, together with the body he occupied who is used to firearms.

Gunslinging is his second most favorite.

Jomel's expression was now in extreme concentration.

The two combatant is now facing each other.

Suddenly...

They turned around facing each other's back.

They walk slowly.

1rst step.

2nd Step.

3rd Step.

4rth Step.

...

...

...

And when they both reach 14 steps, Jomel felt that the distance is enough.

And so does the undead cowboy troll, it's like their mind was in sync.

Jomel and the Cowboy undead troll turned around so fast with all their might!

Both their eyes are shining with deep fierce red lights!

When they are in position and facing each other with a gun in hand.

The two of them...

BANG! TING!

Jomel did not have time to imbued his revolver with moves and so does his enemy.

They are fast!

If he hit the enemy, it would like to be useless because his attack is all Standard-Type.

Using his precognition ability, he decided to hit every bullet that the troll shot with a bullet that made clicking sound mid-air because of the clash.

The two of them stop after they run out of bullets.