Chapter 353 - Match Against Knights

Chapter 353 - Match Against Knights.

"…" Isaac walked up a small hill filled with greenish grass. At the top of the hill, a black-haired young man was sitting while looking at the scene below him.

Below the hill, the open space was filled with close to 100 Players. The enormous statue of God Zephyros stood proudly, shadowing the camping players.

Then, the black-haired youth moved his head halfway enough to glimpse the white-haired young man that soon arrived next to him.

Isaac sat down next to him and sighed, "100… Not enough."

Darth wryly smiled, "Yeah…"

"If we lose… South Continent's players will always be behind other Continents." Darth mentioned.

Isaac's face grew solemn. He was well aware that the other Realms have better ways of growing stronger.

"What is the plan?" He asked.

Darth pondered for a moment and then shrugged, "Most of the players will do their own thing, so planning isn't possible."

Isaac nodded and said, "I will attract the avatar's attention, and you guys will sneak attack him. I guess this is the best way of doing this."

Darth nodded and agreed with it.

After several hours, the sun began appearing in the grayish sky.

More Players popped up from the depths of the forest. They began discussing with players already there.

"Are they here?"

"Yes, there…" One of the players pointed toward a small hill, where black-haired and white-haired youth was looking at them.

A large portion of the Players gulped and averted their gazes. They felt somewhat relieved that those two monsters were on their side, but they had heard scary rumors about the avatar.

The avatar single-handedly destroyed every attack they threw at him and lower his HP, the stronger he became.

After the amount of players reached 200, Isaac and Darth arrived in front of the statues. Every eye was locked on their figures.

"Let's do the tests!" Darth roared, "Everyone who hasn't done any of them, go back in the line and copy what the person in front of you does!"

The players began shuffling around. Soon, an orderly line was formed. The players in front were pale-faced and had a lot of pressure on them.

If they accidentally fail, it'd become a domino effect, and everyone might fail.

"Livestream Online!" A holographic screen emerged out of thin air. Isaac quickly decided to stream from StreamKing. Only seconds later, his stream was online, and the view count began rapidly increasing.

"You are going to stream?" Darth asked with a shock after seeing the floating camera.

Isaac nodded and moved the camera to capture the hundreds of players gathered.

It didn't take long for the view count to go above 100. The chat became increasingly busy, and Isaac didn't even have time to see the messages.

…

Somewhere in Stronglord.

Luna walked while dressed in her witch attire. She was going toward the Realm Portals but then heard an interesting discussion with the nearby Players.

"Apparently, Wraith is going to stream the battle!" Several excited-looking players said aloud.

"What!" His friends shouted back and quickly opened an interface overlay and logged out. Soon, the rest of the players who heard it also logged out.

"Isaac is streaming?" Luna was surprised. She opened her interface and debated whether she should go watch too. But then, she shook her head and closed it.

"I need to level up…" She raised her fist to the sky and swore to Hecate that she would catch up with others.

…

In real life.

Bam!

A door was opened with a bang. Divinity, a black-haired youth with the phone in his grasp, looked shocked. On his phone screen, a stream was visible.

Bam.

He kicked the door shut and pocketed the phone. Then, he sat down on his comfy office chair and booted up his computer.

Soon, the monitor showed the Livestream. His mouth curved upward, and his fist clenched.

…

"Let's enter," Darth said and stepped inside the dimly lit hallway, closely followed by Isaac. The long line of the players began following after them. They all moved at a calm pace.

After reaching the first test, Darth stepped on the brown tiles and soon reached the end.

Isaac did the same, and once reaching the end, he turned around and saw the first line of players moving with extreme caution.

They didn't even dare to jump and moved at a snail's pace. It didn't matter because there were still a few hours till the start of the battle.

After the first several people successfully completed it, Darth and Isaac continued walking forth. Soon, they reached the second test.

The stone-covered Knights were standing in the way, their stony fingers wrapped around the hilts of swords.

"Stay back," Darth said toward the players that followed after them. They nodded and retreated several dozen meters.

Isaac cracked his knuckles and took a step forth.

Darth crouched slightly, ready to pounce forth.

They locked eyes and gave a swift nod. Then, they stepped into the tiles, and the Knights began moving around erratically.

"Haaaah!" Isaac leaped across the air and slammed the side of his fist into the Knight's face.

Crack!

The Knight's face exploded and fell to the ground with the dim light in his eyes disappearing.

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Pow!

Darth glided across the air and sent a flurry of kicks toward nearby Knights, and each bang shattered the rocks apart.

Several more Knights fell to the ground with several body parts missing.

The Players that retreated looked utterly amazed. Some of them were part of the previous battle and knew how dangerous the knights were. Back then, no one could have done anything else other than run!

Now… In front of their eyes, the Knights were being hunted down!

Isaac appeared behind the Knights, smashed his fist into their open backs, and destroyed their bodies thoroughly!

The Knights swung their stone sword, trying to fight against them. But, they were no match for Darth's and Isaac's speed.

More and more Knights fell to the ground until nothing was left.

Darth and Isaac stepped out of the second room and looked behind them to see the destroyed pile of Knights. They shrugged and continued walking, slowly followed by the crowd of amazed players.