Chapter 318: Tripurity’s Strike

Chapter 318: Tripurity’s Strike

The aura was weak but distinctly present. Tripurity became one with the sword, as if his body was the blade and the sword was the sharp tip.

The sword cut down from above. The moment it did, the fifty or so metres between them was gone in the blink of an eyeTripurity was standing right before Drako Yau.

Drako Yau had no idea how he did it, assuming it was a skill but not entirely so. Perhaps it was a combination of a skill and internal powers from a cultivation style, similar to how Tigeroar had infused Roar of the Forest Tigers powers into the Warrior skill, Growl. This sort of technique was undoubtedly the most terrifying to deal with.

This strike could threaten Drako Yaus life. This strike was worthy of him responding with full strength. As the wooden sword descended, he swung his spear in retaliation while his yin-yang symbol trembled violently.

Dakki staggered backwards to the edge of the stairs, her vision blinded by a sea of flames. All she witnessed was that sparks erupted all over and devoured everything the moment Mask crossed his spear against Tripuritys sword.

The sparks vanished as quickly as they appeared. Everything seemed like an illusion that had never taken place. Mask remained standing with his spear framed above his head, with two burnt streaks on the ground and a heap of ash ahead of him.

The streaks ended at where Tripurity sprawled on the ground with a pale face, and all that remained of his sword was its hilt. His sword wasnt anything special, being only a Level 35 epic weapon that morphed into a wooden sword due to his Art of Sword Manipulation. However, it was now gone forever, unlike Drako Yaus armour which only broke partially from Chau Yus purple blast. The heap of ash marked its demise.

Mask, you are indeed strong. Much stronger than anyone can imagine.

Contrary to his pale face, Tripuritys eyes glowed like stars in the dark night. He proved to himself that his path was the right one with that strike. The opponent was merely stronger this time around.

Drako Yau hung his spear onto his back and headed to the centre of the platform to accept the next trial, followed by Dakki who rushed up the stairs. Before he entered the trial, he said, I respect your strike, so I went all out.

Thank you, Tripurity replied as he saw off the two into their trial.Nnêw n0vel chapters are published at novelhall.com

Although he lost, he didnt lose sight of himself. Mask was far beyond his reach from the start, so he was mentally prepared for the outcome. Still, a flash of fear flickered in his eyes.

While he didnt know what Mask had done, he still sensed that Masks power was one that withered everything with extremely destructive forces. Destroying his sword wasnt Masks intention; it was merely the inevitable, one that even Mask couldnt control. Restraining the forces from killing him was the best Mask couldve done already.

This game is truly mysterious and interesting, Tripurity thought.

A bold statement, Butcherer nodded as his voice thundered across the platform. I am Butcherer, so I am good at butchering. Be careful.

A butcher was naturally good at butcheringeven humans, as they were just like pigs to him.

As the god races elder had mentioned, only five Holy Grounds existed in the Warring Wastelands. However, no matter which Holy Ground the players reached, theyd encounter the same elder who repeated the same dialogue and granted the same quest. Everyone was sent to the two closest Demonic Towers.

Drako Yau and the others were fortunate enough to have entered the Demonic Tower far earlier than most players, turning the quest into a race to the top. Butcherer also arrived at the same Demonic Tower thanks to the coordinates Fenny had sent him.

Things werent as fortunate at the other tower. The guarding beastmen were nowhere to be seenbecause they were all dead. Instead, a sea of players defended the tower in their stead.

A chaotic brawl ensued. Fighting took place around the tower with glows of white flashing non-stop. Thousands of players, with the numbers still on the rise, were engaged in the battle, and familiar faces were present all over the place. Phoenyx, Goemon, Godmage, Zephyrwolf all major forces of the three Eastern cities gathered before the tower. However, they were fighting for the same cause for once.

Their common enemy was the army of the West. As they struggled in a bitter battle to hold off the enemy, they were completely baffled by their enemys strength. Things were in utter chaos among players from the East because they each fought on their own without any commanding organisation. On the other hand, the West mobilised like a trained army and deployed various tactics in the battle.

Another striking advantage the West had was their levels. Even the weakest among them were at Level 42, with the top players already at Level 45. The vast difference in levels allowed them to obliterate the forces from the East; they were in a completely different league!

Thankfully, many players from the East had entered the Demonic Tower already, so their sole objective was to defend the tower entrance, which simplified things a lot for them.

All of a sudden, the sounds of battle subsided. Noticing that the Western players ceased their offence, the Eastern players gladly retreated to the tower and accepted the temporary ceasefire; they were already close to reaching their limits in the despairing battle.

A no mans land emerged around the tower. Gathered near the tower was a force of blue IDs that were in tatters, while a sea of red IDs surrounded them like a bloody sea.

The sea of blood divided to open a path, on which two people slowly walked down.

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