Chapter 280 Battle for the Cape 23

Chapter 280 Battle for the Cape 23

In less than ten seconds, Shiva was chased by the beam, and instantly, his whole person was encased in ice. The ice block was medium-sized and like a coffin. It covered Shiva from head to toe, but this did not mean that Feng Bujue had won.

The seven plates of the Heavenly Hourglass split apart. Three stayed with Feng Bujue while four flew back to Shiva. The three plates shot nine lasers from the same angle at the barrel of the Freeze Ray Gun. The barrel was pushed aside and forced Feng Bujue to stop the attack. The four plates shot twelve lasers accurately at the ice that bound Shiva’s limbs and broke part of the ice. For Shiva, as long as he regained control of his four limbs, it was not hard to escape from the shackle. He destroyed the ice around him in two or three blows and escaped the area before jumping into an alley.

"You are similar to me, Feng Bujue," Shiva said from behind the wall. "You can see through the enemy’s tactics in one glance and understand what kind of combat style will lead you to victory."

"I shall take it as a compliment since that comes from the player who is ranked second on the combat ranking," Feng Bujue said as he pushed forward. But since he was wearing the armor, he was slow, and each step created a resounding boom.

"Being praised like someone like me, other than being happy, you should be more afraid." As Shiva spoke, seven plates flew into the corner he was hiding and temporarily escaped Feng Bujue’s view.

"Afraid? Ha... Why?" Feng Bujue laughed.

"Is it so hard to understand?" Shiva answered. "Then I will make it clearer. Having a talent similar to the top player is not a good thing because..."

He leaped out from the corner, and behind him was a large, floating hourglass.

Seeing Feng Bujue standing where he was, Shiva scoffed and said confidently, "Humph... It’s over now."

He opened the game menu and could not wait for the man’s status to turn to ’Dead’.

And he waited... for thirty seconds...

Half a minute later, Feng Bujue still stood there unscathed and said, "Is that it?"

"Hey... hey hey hey hey!" Endless curses rose within Shiva, and he turned around and started to run. He’s not dead? How is that possible? Those who get hit by that skill shouldn’t be able to survive no matter how many health potions they down...

"Hmm... And I wondered how powerful this skill would be. It just took all thirty percent of my Life Points, and that took thirty seconds. Ha!" Feng Bujue commented with condescension. "The disruption to the senses is not bad, but since I am wearing the armor, you did not follow it up with an attack. That is where you have failed. You shouldn’t have slacked off."

Hearing that, Shiva’s own Terror Points rose, and he thought, What the f*ck! There has never been anyone who survived Purification before! You only lost thirty percent Life Points? That is the lowest amount you can lose theoretically. Your Terror Points have been retained at zero all this while? Are you a human?

"I apologize. Since the start of the scenario, I have underestimated you... I didn’t expect someone like you would exist in this world..." Shiva’s eyes changed, and he turned serious. "Feng Bujue, facing a player at your level, I should employ another attitude."

"Oh? And what is..."

Before Feng Bujue finished, his expression shifted, and his pupils expanded in that moment.

Shiva had morphed into a shadow and blasted at Feng Bujue at an explosive speed. He had a murderous grin on his face. "An attitude where it would be fine to die together with you."