Second World Chapter 405
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His bow passed through Jack's body as if it was empty air. The archer frowned, this outworlder in front of him was clearly the real one a moment before, not the fakes.
Jack had switched places with one of his copies, who during the fight had come over to the archer's back. At this time he activated the Overlimit ability of Storm Breaker.
The archer sensed a back attack coming, he quickly rolled to the side and avoided Jack's slash. But when he thought he was safe, he found himself within a crimson-marked area. His consternation didn't last long as three powerful crimson chains latched onto his body.
Jack did not hold back anything more. He had cast the Myriad Ensnaring Chains once he switched body. The spell required four runes, he used simultaneous two-runes forming at the same time to fasten the casting, completing the spell in a bit over three seconds, taking the advantage of the archer's confusion when he switched place with his copy.
This archer was too agile and difficult to hit, but with the Myriad Ensnaring Chains holding him down, he was a sitting duck. Jack didn't waste any time. Although the chain spell was powerful, this outlaw was still a level 42, the chains wouldn't be able to hold him for long.
Jack activated Life Burning Art and Adrenaline Rush before executing his strongest killing move, Lightning God Barrage!
Numerous large balls of lightning, crackling with continuous discharges of electricity, materializes one by one rapidly around Jack. Once all twenty balls appeared, Jack sent them all to the archer. It was the best time to use this move as the soldiers were still on their way. If they arrived, Jack could not use this skill anymore or it will hit the soldiers as well.
The archer deputy himself was already low in health. Although he was nimble, he had been focusing on finding gaps to shoot the players attacking the stone stele, hence the many soldiers surrounding him had been able to continuously hit him. He only had around a quarter HP bar left at this time.
With Overlimit active, Jack's Lightning God Barrage was even more boosted than the last time he used it. Each explosion caused damage around 2500. With all twenty balls landing on the archer, the total damage of around 50,000 consumed all the HP it had left.
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Ah… A divine treasure was truly something else, Jack couldn't help but think after seeing the result.
The ones that were most taken aback were his guildmates. Due to Jack's display, they had all unconsciously stopped their attacks on the stone stele and stared at where the archer used to be.
Jack who heard nothing from their direction looked over and saw that they had stopped attacking. "Hey! What are you all gaping for? Hurry up and destroy that blasted thing!"
The shout returned them from their stupor and they continued their assault on the stone stele, its HP was now less than 10%. Still, their hearts were in turmoil as they could not forget the sight of those lightning balls that exploded with terrifying intensity.
Seeing the precariousness of the stone stele, Uruk bellowed an enraged roar as his whole body was covered by crimson tattoos. Jack remembered that skill. It was the same as the first group of outlaws he had fought. Although at that time the manifested tattoo was black in color.
After the tattoo appeared, Uruk manifested even greater strength and speed to his already massive brute strength. The two Knight Captains and Lieutenants could barely hold him at bay before. With this buff, he was even more unstoppable.
"Holy crap!" Jack uttered as he saw the soldiers getting tossed around by the berserk Uruk.
The soldiers, however, were not intimidated. With the archer deputy defeated and more outlaw underlings routed, more soldiers had been freed. So they all come to assist in pinning down this outlaw chief. Both Matias and Diego's armors and weapons shone with glowing runes as they clashed with Uruk. It seemed that they were also using their trump cards for this supposedly final showdown.
Uruk abruptly stopped his movement despite all the assaults. Swords, axes, and spears stabbed and slashed at his body, but he was still as a statue. Suddenly, his eyes glowed red as he cried a deafening roar, his huge club started spinning around, creating a huge whirlwind. Everyone in his vicinity was sucked by this whirlwind before getting thrown far away.
"Holy, holy crap…!" Jack uttered again. The entire space around Uruk had been cleared out, no soldiers between him and Jack and the players at the stone stele.
Uruk wasted no time as he stomped over with wide and heavy footsteps towards the stone stele. Jack shot his range spells and attacks at the approaching Uruk, but the brute treated them as mosquito bites. He continued to barge over uncaringly.
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His two copies came to the front but Uruk was not getting fooled by the same trick again. He copied what his dagger deputy had done, and rammed the two doppelgangers using his body like a rugby player. Whether they were fakes or reals, made no difference. He passed through unhindered, but suddenly he stumbled. A ring made of light was gripping at one of his legs. Uruk made a forceful push and that ring was broken to pieces.
Only one second, Jack thought of his Magic Bind. He now stood in front of Uruk who resumed his charge again. Another spell formation was formed on his staff. The outlaw chief treated Jack as the same as the copies, he assumed a low position as he used his shoulder to ram through Jack.
Jack released his completed Ice Ring. 'Hopefully, you get frozen!' Jack prayed. The spell hit, Uruk was still moving, albeit slowly.
'Shit!' Jack cursed as he disappeared before getting slammed by Uruk's massive body. His Flash Step brought him out of harm's way, but he had run out of options to stop the rampaging Uruk.
But then he glanced at the stone stele, it only had 3% left. They should still be able to destroy the stele since it had so little life left now, but many of his guildmates would die before that once Uruk reached them. He then saw that his Overlimit was still active, the skill was in its last few seconds left. He made a decision and activated Dragon's Eye, the entire world slowed down. He focused his attention on the melee players surrounding the stone stele. They had been continuously moving as they attacked the stele frenziedly. With the Dragon's Eye, their movements had slowed down to a crawl and allowed him to identify some gaps. He swung his sword, targeting one of those gaps.
His Sword of Light's crescent light shot out, it flew past Uruk who almost reached the players and slipped past the melee player through the gap. The crescent light sliced into the stele, delivering over 5000 damage. The stele trembled heavily and broke apart into countless pieces.
"Nooo…!!!" Uruk yelled madly. His charge, however, was too late to stop. He crashed into one of the melee players, a Warrior, who happened to be The Man's adjutant. The poor guy flew away. The other players on the trajectory jumped aside once they saw the impact. The Warrior continued flying unabated and out of the building through the open wall.
"F**CCKKKKK….!!!" He screamed all the way as he dropped down.
The ones who were closest to the open wall couldn't help but peeked out as they watched the Warrior plummet down to the ground far below. A splat was heard when he hit the ground. They all winched when that happened.
Jack came to The Man who was originally standing by his adjutant when they were banging the stele. "He wore the Amulet of Rebirth, right?" He asked.
The Man did not answer, he was watching the figure beside him anxiously. Uruk had knelt down, unmoving. He appeared to have lost the will to fight after the stone stele was destroyed. The players soon heard a voice notification informing them that they had successfully raided the outpost. It took them a second before they broke into a cheer.
After the notification passed, Uruk disappeared magically. Jack looked back and saw that it was the same as the remaining outlaws. None was at sight. The soldiers were tending to their wounds.
While the players were still cheering, they heard another notification.
"Guild players detected among the players who had raided this outpost. Do you wish to forfeit the reward of the outpost and turned it into a Guild Headquarter?"
"Forfeit?" Jack asked.
"Yes. Do you think you will get the reward and Guild Headquarter at the same time?" Peniel asked.
"Duh, yeah. I was hoping so."
"Greedy!"
As the leader of the party, Jeanny took the liberty to make the decision. She did not need to consult the others since their primary objective was the Guild Headquarter from the start. After she inputted her decision, another notification sounded that informed them that the transformation to the outpost would commence and they would be transported to the ground outside in three minutes.
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