Chapter 45: Chapter 45 – Dying Strike

Percival’s player words that Novus mimicked were oddly effective as Cain’s disorientating attempt at wordplay abruptly ended and his face scrunched beneath the mask.

I’ve met plenty of people like you in my past life to sense it immediately. I’d be more surprised if that spear didn’t end up in my back as soon as we finished this fight.

Tang!

Slam!

A staff strike separated Cain and Novus as a sword and spear battle protected Tham from any decisive battle-ending blows. Cain’s smile was eerily wide as he cackled with each spear strike that Novus perfectly blocked.

“More! Show me more strength!”

Novus blocked each strike from Cain. But, despite his crazed appearance,

Cain did the same to Novus’ devious attacks, keeping each strike from landing the finishing blow on Tham. The situation was at a brief stalemate until a cry attracted their attention.

“Ack!”

Off to the side, the battle between Adrianne, Percival and Cain’s elite players was rapidly finishing. The only remaining members were a blocking, shield-wielding man and a woman who evaded or parried each attack with her bow.

“Tch.”

At first, Cain was confident in his secret weapon, the Blood Mask, but even its Enrage ability, which temporarily enhanced all his stats, only put him on par with Novus’ burning sword. It seemed that once again, Novus was surpassing Cain’s expectations.

However, Cain was unaware that Novus was thinking similar thoughts at this moment.

I've already activated Overheat on myself and the sword etchings, but I'm only matching him in power.

Rizzz.

Novus’ eyes flashed as he rushed towards Cain’s elusive spear that began to build speed with each second. Unhappy with a stalemate, Cain risked getting hit by leaving his weapon unavailable while charging up his deadly rotating strike.

Kill or get killed—what a decisive man.

Novus was barely connecting strikes that burned Cain’s skin and drained away health. But, it wasn’t fast enough as Cain emptied his mana to spin the spear as fast as he could in the shortest amount of time. At this rate, Cain was soon to levy an attack that Novus couldn’t guarantee he could block.

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Novus glanced at Adrianne and Percival’s battle and determined that the end was near. Just not soon enough.

Not enough time.

Novus’s remaining etchings burned extra bright as they were nearly completely burned away from the blade.

Slash!

“Ack!”

An equally decisive light shined in Novus’ eyes as he rushed towards a weakly roaring Tham after pushing Cain back with a feinted sword strike.

Cain’s eyes flashed.

A foot stomped down. An arm hurriedly raised. Cain’s momentum was transferred to the raised spear as his arm whipped above his head, and the second foot landed.

Cain wasn’t as fast as Novus, but his hurling spear definitely was.

“Vyir.”

Flash!

Deviously, a flash interrupted Cain’s throw as his eyes burned through the blinding flash. He tried his all to correct the shaky spear as it left his hand, but the weapon was off course from Tham’s throat.

“Heh.”

However, Cain’s smile never left as he realized where the spear was headed.

"You lose, Novus!"

Shink!

Percival’s sword pierced through the last of Cain’s remaining health.

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