Chapter 134

Hiro saw an image of himself in the exact same form jumping before him. At what felt like the same moment, his body and everything around him stopped moving. His position was locked with his two feet not touching the ground.

In the meantime, right when the scythe was positioned under his body, the image that seemed to be his clone swung its greatsword and vertically slashed the scythe wielder. This was something Hiro had thoroughly thought of to find an opening to breach his opponent’s scythe shield. He felt as if he was watching someone else execute the plan in his head.

But…

Splatt!

Thick black blood splattered from the waist of his image, instantly splitting it into two.

At the second Hiro had thought through, the opponent’s scythe abruptly changed its spinning direction and cut his body.

…

A second before he executed his plan, Hiro received a vision from [Predicio] which prompted him to change his offense strategy at the same second.

He didn’t cancel the direct attack he planned. He just needed to modify it a little.

Dash!

As Hiro dashed in the air in front of him, the robed man’s lips curved into a faint smile. He was confident that he would be able to end the duel with one attack.

But he didn’t know that his opponent wasn’t someone to be underestimated.

[Batarang]

Whoosh!

When the distance between Hiro’s greatsword and the robed man was already extremely close, Hiro swiftly took out his Batarang and threw it at the last moment. At the same time, the blade of his greatsword that was about to vertically slash at his opponent sharply changed directions down to the side.

Splat!

[HP -1200]

Clank!

Hiro’s Batarang successfully stabbed the middle of the scythe wielder’s chest. Meanwhile, the Blood-Eater Vampire had stabbed the ground right at Hiro’s left, bringing about a heavy collision with the scythe.

As seen in the vision, the scythe had changed directions and almost slashed his body into two. But this time, Hiro didn’t let it happen.

Hiro, who hadn’t received any wounds, immediately kicked the Batarang that was stabbed in his opponent’s bleeding chest with all his strength.

Bam!

[Fatal Damage -3350]

The man was heavily flung backward toward the black-robed players who were seriously watching the duel. Seeing their leader sent flying that way, the other robed players were immediately infuriated.

However, no one was more furious than the silver scythe wielder at the moment.

Despite how deep the Batarang pierced his chest and how heavily he was flung, the man still had enough HP to stand up and stop his subordinates from attacking Hiro and ignoring the essence of the ongoing duel.

“He’s mine,” the man hissed, causing the black-robed players to bow their heads.

Seeing the smooth result of the duel opening, Hiro couldn’t hold back his satisfied smile. His confidence drastically increased.

“Take it back!” The scythe wielder pulled out the Batarang in his chest and threw it toward Hiro with all his strength, clearly intending to use it as a weapon.

However, the weapon was his to begin with. He already understood how the weapon worked, and to the robed man’s disappointment, he was able to catch it with his bare hands without chopping his fingers.

“Thanks.” Hiro purposefully gave a taunting smile.

His actions infuriated the scythe wielder even more. He no longer spun his scythe to simultaneously use as a shield and a weapon.

This time, he dashed toward Hiro to attack first.

Clank!

The silver scythe and the Blood-Eater Vampire’s blades once again collided.

Swish! Swish!

Clank!

Their weapon mastery became the deciding factor of who would emerge victorious from the duel. When it came to swinging, slashing, and evading their weapons, the two had mastered them very well.

Hiro didn’t allow anything to stop the swings of his greatsword.

He fully concentrated. He had to calculate the right time to use his greatsword’s unique skill. If he used it carelessly, he would only waste it without getting anything.

[Predicio]

Once again, Hiro saw an image of himself dash out. And when he saw his opponent’s movement trajectory, he once again modified his attack.

This time, a sacrifice must be made for victory.

“Let’s go, Vampire.”

Splattt!

Hiro’s now purplish blade stabbed his opponent’s waist before the man finally flung his scythe to throw Hiro’s greatsword off his hand.

Whoosh!

Clank!

Due to having over 75% of his HP drained in just a second, the scythe wielder was weakened as a side effect. And Hiro took advantage of the opportunity well. He kicked the scythe handle its wielder was using as a footing to stand on.

The robed man almost kissed the ground.

But Hiro didn’t intend to let him fall that way. Right after he kicked the handle, he grabbed the robe on his opponent’s chest and slammed him in the opposite direction.

“Hyat!”

Whoosh!

Bang!

[Fatal Damage]

The moment Hiro slammed the man’s back to the rocky ground covered in hard snow, the sound of several bones breaking reached his ears.

“Ugh!”

The man’s hood fell, revealing his face. He was wearing a Venetian mask, and due to the extreme collision hitting the back of his head, the mask was cracked and covered in blood.

However…

Despite already being injured to that extreme, he still had enough energy left to weakly grab Hiro’s cloak and pull his face closer.

“Such an honor to be killed by his brother,” the man whispered with a strange smile.

Hiro’s eyes widened. He reflexively seized the collar of the man’s robe, but when he looked back at the person covered in blood, his eyes had frozen and become empty.

Ding!

[You have killed 1 player killer]

[You have obtained 5,100 LSC]

“No way…”

“How!?”

“Who is he really?”

“He did it on purpose. Boss didn’t fight him seriously.”

The other robed players’ whispers reached Hiro’s ears.

Hiro released his grip on the lifeless body and walked to grab his Blood-Eater Vampire. The greatsword was lying on the ground, almost hidden by the snow mixed with blood.

Was that true? Did the enemy he just defeated not fight him seriously?

Was he hiding his power? Was he testing him? Or did he do it with another goal in mind?

Hiro questioned his victory.

He began to feel suspicious. Would it be that easy to win against the leader of a terrorist group? Moreover, the LSC reward he received was quite a lot, so the player killer must’ve been very powerful.

Hiro took a deep breath with his eyes closed. His heart was still beating rapidly from the duel he just won.

“Damn it!” he silently cursed under his breath.

‘I shouldn’t have killed him.’

Regret once again filled his heart.

Even so, with his face covered in the enemy’s blood, Hiro coldly looked at the robed players in front of him.

“Leave, or I will execute all of you.”