An hour and fifty photos later, we left there directly towards the Fontana di Trevi; a baroque fountain, another of the wonders that awaited in the corners of Rome."He didn't look like he was in trouble," Dagon commented."I don't know," I answered. He's taking things too carefully, it's not like him."You mean we're going to have problems?""Greek is a walking problem," I snorted. If you said they follow you...That place was impressive, but we were packed in tighter than a can of sardines. The Trevi Fountain was filled with coins thrown by tourists because, apparently, doing it from behind brought good luck.I figured the mob would come in at night to pick them up."There's no one here to figure it out," Dagon said, spinning on his broad axis. I can't tell Greek."Don't worry, he'll find us.""Do you have a coin?" Dagon asked, smiling."You're not going to… Really?""We can't leave without doing it, you don't want to have bad luck for life, do you?"I shrugged and sighed; you could
"What do they want with an open war?" I asked without understanding."At midnight the New World will take effect," Dagon said as he rode Kody.“Ma che cosa ? Greek said, almost choking. Couldn't you say it earlier?“It's just that Gina has told me too many things, I can't remember everything at once."It's a bloody purge," the Italian announced. The one who dies and reaches the New World without skills will not be able to deal with a lane user."Well, we're tied up and asleep in the back of a van," Dagon said. I don't know if we're in a position to fight when that happens."If the New World comes, and we're still virtual, you'd better worry about what happens to the van when we return to reality," Greek replied with a wry smile."I hope they don't kill us earlier in reality," I said, ignoring what they were saying. Now we are in virtuality and we can leave none other than Ryan Leproiner without a legendary path. One less legendary path would be a blow to the family in the New World."
"Any specific strategy?" He started asking someone who was next to me."Leave Ryan Leproiner to us," Greek replied. It's the only thing you should know, capito ?“That? He said strangely while looking at us from top to bottom, like most of those who marched next to us. And who are you?"The leader's shields," I answered with a smile on my face.There was a deathly silence, broken only by the screams of the Allsionista, who had about fifty meters to go to meet us."Are you the fucking shields?" But weren't there four? Where the hell is the leader? “were some of the questions that were heard from the different voices that were raised in the crowd, all of them with the same tone of disbelief.There was no time to answer them, but at least they had believed it. I supposed that no one in Kurayami would dare to proclaim themselves the leader's shield, especially in a situation as complicated as that one. It was funny that everyone still thought there were four, especially when that fourth s
London from Harpy's back looked dirtier and darker than ever. Its buildings were empty and any glimpse of art, which was not in short supply in the city, lay in ruins. An insult to history that the system could patch up over time if the New World didn't put an end to Allsium sooner. Security had fallen and, although I knew it was virtual, it hurt a lot to see how your hometown ended up demolished because of the same thing that had destroyed it in reality: human greed."There's something going on down there," Greek announced, looking up at Westminster Bridge.I took a look and ordered Harpy to come down. There was Ryan Leproiner, swelled with pride as he spoke to the masses and railed against the Kurayami rebels.However, as the Italian had pointed out, something seemed to be wrong.Dagon's limp body shimmered and broke into a shaft of light that shot up into the sky. The silence that had invaded us was broken by Harpy's high”pitched squawk.Instead of moving away from the bridge, the
Dagon took hours to recover and be able to walk. The fight against Ryan Leproiner had exhausted him and his healing abilities were slow to heal the severity of his injuries. Dark magic was like poison, eating away at everything in its path, especially wounds. Dagon might have lost his virtuality had he not been a holy paladin, as the damage from the dark was still taking its toll on him. Proof of this was that he could barely stand up.Gina's orders were very specific: we were to travel to New York to meet her at Gardiners Island, a private property that, apparently, was virtually Kurayami's base of operations for the American country. It was far from the big city, so it was perfect to wait for the arrival of the New World.We bought three tickets to New York. In a matter of blinks we reached New London, in the state of Connecticut. From there we had to travel by helicopter to Gardiners Island, where they were already waiting for us. I preferred to travel on Harpy's back, and since Da
I woke up in a dark place of no more than three square meters. A conditioned cell, shackles on the hands and feet and unbearable heat.Five days had passed since we arrived at Gardiners Island in virtuality, more than enough time for our bodies to have traveled from the old continent to New York in reality.“Anyone there? I yelled.The voice was lost in the echo of some facilities that seemed enormous."I'm here Vinci!" Greek replied. It seemed to be in the next cell. Where the hell are we?“Dagon! Are you here? “I asked for.There was no answer."Shit, Vinci, we have to get out of here now!" Greek yelled. I have my hands and feet tied, I can't materialize anything.I discovered that virtuality could no longer be accessed, it was as if that part of my brain had been torn out. The automatism that allowed anyone to enter Allsium had been switched off.Virtuality had passed into history and the New World had arrived.But somehow, I felt powerful.I took a deep breath and thought. In a te
Chocobo Stampede ability increased his physical strength, speed, and power, as well as making him able to go through anything in his path. Needless to say, the barriers were going to be formidable challenges to his skill.We were going to check it out right away."Kuee!" He yelled when he saw me.The golden aura of his armor and plumage blinded me. Choco had also changed; he was slimmer and even more golden, if that was possible. Its feathers had grown much longer, its crest looked modern, and its beak was fearsome.Riding on it I felt capable of anything."Choco, we're surrounded by invisible barriers, see if you can break them," I suggested.Two steps back and the chocobo stampede began. He didn't know how, but Choco detected the barriers and gave them a peck, not too hard but very dry. He went on from here to there, going around and doing the same thing over and over again; we seemed to be in an invisible maze. I was going to ask him what the hell he was doing, but just as I wanted
We had been fighting for about ten minutes and neither of us could finish the fight. Punches and kicks collided, dispelling waves of ice, fire, air, and electricity emanating from our pathing abilities. No wonder he was the champion of the battle arena, but given more time I would have been able to reach him in the Novingrad Coliseum.He had never fought anyone so evenly before.My ethereal, fire, thunder, or ice abilities were of little or no use against the power of his blows, which were also elemental charge. We both managed to freeze areas of our rival's body, burn others and shake discharges that left us at the mercy of the other; that when we did not use the power of the wind and we crashed against the walls of that viewpoint that began to be a shadow of what it had been."Looks like martial arts won't end this fight," Jackie Leproiner announced, a few bruises and blood on her face. You were in a hurry, right?"I don't think they'd mind waiting a bit," I replied, wiping the bloo