Crackle! Thoom! Bolts of lightning resurfaces and resumes brutalizing the ground floor of the realm. “Oh no!” The trio halts in their pace to damage Lagnair *Lagnair Has Activated Lightning Storm* [Reminder] *Failure To Avoid Being Hit Will Result To -50% of all stats* Before they could even move in order to avoid death spawning beams from above, they abruptly find themselves enveloped in the hot fierce furnace without warning. Lagnair utilizes this opportunity and claws them individually, smacking them across the field. Wherever they had stopped and tried to hold their stance, Lagnair would reappear out of the storm and berate them. [Warning!] *860/1150* [Warning] *750/1150* [Warning] *700/1150* Jason skidded backwards, blood appeared dripping from his lips, his body held bruises. Same as Liam and Isabella who were scattered across the field. Liam appeared more heavily beating and close to giving up but now wasn't the time. Isabella as well sti
Earlier Before now: “Whatever you are doing… ” Alex groaned. “Do it fast, before Lagnair unleashes another lightning… storm” Olivia nodded and implemented her magical powers unto his open wounds. Alex cursed the fact he hadn't equipped himself with healing potions from the start. Healing potions are very effective but it varies in price to be obtained. The highest healing potions cost 3000 Gold. And the lowest could only do little even for its own price. Jason on other hand who was about to engage in close combat with Lagnair found himself halting in his movements. [] Temporal Shutdown Has Been Activated. [] - 200 Mana Points. [] One Time Use Till Cool Down Time [] Cool Down Time: 72 Hours. [] Active Time: 2mins. [] Everything within realm is thrown into a state of dilation, moveme 'There's no guarantee that Lagnair won't utilize Lightning Storm again. Not to mention it is an insane manifestation of a field type killer skill that covers anything with
| ETERNAL TOWER | | SECOND FLOOR | "Lagnair's Lightning Form prevents from getting injured by physical attacks." Jason pointed out. "How do we even damage him if physical attacks won't work?" Alex frowned.This was yet another complication on his part. A very big one! Lagnair hind legs shifts! "He's going to move any minute now!" Liam warned as he caught the beast's hind legs shift a bit from its former position. 'Physical Attacks won't work. Olivia's powers won't affect him, he's on a way higher level compared to her. Isabella on the other hand doesn't have anything in her arsenal except Vine Emergence which is the closest thing to physical combat.' Alex tightened his fist. 'One blow or even double will be negated upon contact. Argh!' Alex got mad at himself. 'I have used up my mana for this form!' Lagnair disappears and momentarily appears at a point blank range before Alex and his guild. Alex and Jason were the first to quickly step up their game as they appeared. Ale
[ EARTH - WORLD ] Corpse, burnt golem corpse scattered across the highway under the tranquil night of Harbor City. The portal of the dungeon break was still open. A 6’5 figure stood tall before the portal. "It's Blue colored, that's a weak one ." Steve Olson of the Phoenix Guild announced as he read the energy the portal exuded. [][][] Steven Olson [][][] Phoenix Guild Vice Captain [][][] Rank: Master [][][] Lvl: 82 [][][] Class: Mage [][][] Title: Blood Mage Ascendant. "Cobalt Realms are becoming common nowadays." A tall fair girl with long red lamented as she heard him say. [][][] Ona Wilson [][][] Phoenix Guild [][][] Rank: Expert [][][] Lvl: 74. [][][] Class: Mage [][][] Title: Light Mage Ascendant. Cobalt Realms were often common amongst Secret Realm Breaks. And it was the lowest realm Secret Realm in Eternal Tower . Cobalt Realms are tagged the weakest, complied with Rookie type monsters and Commoner Type Realm Bosses. Unli
The area started to shake Vigorously. pshhhh pshaaaaah One by one, the crystal walls deformed, the once looking palace turned into sand. Everything changed! Rosake stood against the vigorous turmoil while his guild members struggled to maintain their stances as the world momentarily changed around them. Shaaaake-! The tremors grew stronger and his guild had already fallen into the desert land. Mountains shot up from the unknown. Rosake Distortion Wave skill was still active and distorting the falsified reality to the bottom of the actual truth. [ MP: |-|-|-|-|-| / 10, 000 ] The amount of Mana points this skill was consuming didn't even matter to Rosake. What was important was the actual reveal of the realm they were in. Just then, Everything stopped. For a moment, his guild members thought there was going to be another quake but to their utmost surprise there was none. Rosake lungs filled with a refreshing breath as the distortion wave did his biddings for him.
Dust settles, Everyone is in suspense as they await the results of the match. The smoke clears and Rosake is seen sitting atop one of the 'Usagi Venom Beast. "THEY WON!" A loud applause went round the city. "I figured he'd win with that move." Alex muttered. 'The Apocalyptic Beam Of Khaos' is highly potent and can come in handy for the Phoenix Guild.' 'With such power, they could literally raid any realm without stress. Speaking of successfully raiding... I don't think the fight is over just yet...' ***** Rosake, who was busy sitting atop the Usagi Venom Beast, couldn't properly lift a muscle. He wondered why he felt so weak. He looked up his status window and he shook his head a bit, completely exhausted and unable to think properly. FAT : 85 His fatigue had gone so high he didn't notice until now. [][][]Apocalyptic Beam Of Khaos [][] Effect: Create a ball of chaotic energies That can fully maximize a damage effect of 1000%. The Target is bound to be complete
The Evenly serpent begins to strike for a bite! Rosake swiftly Dodges by and hair's breadth, he feared he might not be able to dodge the second. He immediately hurled himself backwards from the serpent who changed its direction towards Dickson who was running in a straight path. It launches straight at Dickson. "Dickson!" Ona yelled. Dickson turned, but it was too late, the swift serpent had closed the gap between them and had its jaws open and ready to devour him! Abruptly! A swift hit collides with the Serpent and it sends hurling in a distance. "My skills might be down, but not my strength!" He lands and advances towards the serpent with Intense speed at his feet. The serpent regains its balance and uses its large extended body as a weapon and tries smashing the guild from a distance. It heads straight for Rosake who vanishes with his abrupt speed level and appears at a distance but surprisingly, the giant serpent seemed to have anticipated his movement as i
"Why don't guys want me to even meet him?" "Because you have no reason to, there are other things that need to be attended to. And how do you intend on meeting him? Have you forgotten that ETO Players make use of unique features created to hide one's identity?" "Sure, perhaps I have forgotten, but I can still find him?" "Sigh, Alex, it's been 4 Weeks already." Isabella finally dropped the news for him. Alexander abruptly halted in his words and faced Isabella. "Yes! Alex, that's what we are trying to tell you, it's been 4 weeks... 4 good weeks?" "Yes, it's been 4 weeks since we disappeared." 'So raiding four floors in one go means 4 weeks? fascinating.' "That's why we need to discuss what to do next and not try to find some new player dude." Liam added. Jason shivered momentarily as he recalled something. "But guys, since we've been gone for 4 weeks, what about our parents? they haven't heard from us for a while now, I wonder what they must be going through." "We're
The instant Gaia’s eyes flared open with an unnatural light, the prison cell dissolved into chaos. Alexander barely had a moment to brace himself before the ground shifted beneath his feet. The stone walls of the dungeon bent and twisted, as if reality itself was no longer bound by the laws of nature. Gravity became fickle—pulling in one direction one moment and then reversing violently the next. Gaia, now hovering above him, was a storm of pure, unrestrained magic. The air around her crackled with raw energy as she extended her hand, and the very fabric of space folded around them. Her voice, though once familiar, now echoed with cold malice. “You are nothing but an obstacle,” she hissed, her tone devoid of the warmth he remembered. With a flick of her fingers, the ground beneath Alexander’s feet warped into an abyss. The solid stone floor seemed to collapse into itself, pulling him toward the void. Reflexively, Alexander leapt to the side, Emberbane flashing as he slashed at the sp
“Hm?” Alex knocked one of the standing guards down and half-turned towards Aelia. His eyes gradually dilated and he turned completely, appearing before the cell in a blur. Thick iron bars reinforced with runes of containment loomed like an unbreakable wall. The magic was palpable in the air, an invisible force that resisted their presence. Through the dim light, Alexander caught sight of her—Gaia, the witch of space magic, and one of his closest companions. She lay still on the cold floor, her vibrant energy suppressed, her body weakened from days of magical containment. "Gaia..." Alexander’s voice was soft but resolute as he knelt by the bars, his piercing red eyes scanning for any signs of life. Her breathing was shallow, her once brilliant aura now dull and muted. Without wasting time, he summoned Emberbane and created a scabbard with it, sheathing it by his side. “The prison is enchanted,” Aelia whispered, her eyes darting over the runes etched into the walls. “No wonder her m
Alex carried Aelia again and hopped from rooftop to rooftop in a blur. It was the best way to avoid any confrontation with the guards below. He knew a fight with the guards at the dungeon’s entrance was inevitable, but there would be little to no repercussions from that. Not only would he take care of them quickly, no one would notice that the guards had been killed, since no other guard would patrol into the area. The recent guard shift made this a concrete fact. Besides, for those guards to be placed at such a volatile spot, they must be among the strongest, if not second to the Elite Guards. They got past the guards loitering the streets in over a minute and landed before the dungeon’s entrance. Alex dropped Aelia and immediately curled his hands to fists, a small smirk creeping at the side of his lips. Aside from his very short bout with Borg—the mercenary at the tavern—he hadn't gotten the chance to flex his body. And Borg was a disappointing opponent anyway. Feeling the sud
There was no time to discuss it with Aelia. Alex took action immediately. He began to mumble some inaudible words under his breath whilst taking one step after the other out of the storage room. He placed his palms some distance away from each other, waving them in back and forth arcs, as though an invisible ball lay between them. The air got thick, red threads of mana sparking around him like electricity. The threads soon flourished into a dull red aura of magical energy around him. He had to keep the releases of his power to the minimum, or all eyes would instantly be on him—including the normal guards, who were weaker and less sensitive to mana auras. He could tell, his ears twitching to the constant shaking from Aelia behind him. She was already overwhelmed by such a small fragment of his full power. He continued reciting the spell in a whisper and the aura of mana around him flowed down his upper body, and up his lower body. It was as though the space between his open palms w
The two of them waited patiently for the switch to happen. Eventually, Alex had to dispel the ball of flames as the guards did a last patrol around the premises. Their infiltration had been going on pretty well now. He couldn't risk them getting caught when they were so close to the central chamber. It wasn't as though they would cause him any trouble. He knew he could take all of them, even without Emberbane, but he needed to be covert for now. If a fight were to break out and it reached Lord Varek’s ears, the warlord could change the location of the witch’s cell, since that was obviously what the intruder—Alex—was here for. No one was foolish enough to try and kill Varek without a very substantial reason. “They're coming,” Aelia whispered, her ears twitching to the vibration of the maintenance room and the trudging of incoming horses. Alex stepped away from the window, his hand finding its way around Aelia’s wrist once more, “Let's move.” The gate to the central chamber opened
Aelia moved to and fro nervously before the sleeping Alex. It was almost time and he was still fast asleep. She was scared that he might lash out at her if she woke him up abruptly—a negative side effect of being a slave to Lord Varek. She had been manhandled and violated over very little mistakes. She gathered some courage after two minutes and crouched down before him. She exhaled softly and tapped him on his shoulder, “Uh... Alex. It's time.” At that very moment, Alex opened his eyes. Crimson met blue as they locked eyes. Aelia almost jumped back in fright. She didn't expect him to wake up so suddenly. Alex could read the fear in her eyes. He sighed and stood up, stretching his left hand down toward her, “Sorry for startling you.” “I-It’s fine,” she took his hand and he pulled her up without any effort. She cleared her throat afterward and began to turn off each lantern, “It's almost time for the guards to switch. We still have about fifteen minutes, but it would take us over
Alex made sure to exhaust the hell out of Liora by walking around the inner city aimlessly. She wanted to act strong at first, but after walking for an extra two hours, fatigue and thirst began to kick in. She spotted a nearby tavern and suggested that they had some rest there. Alex was in no way tired. He could keep going for days without food or water without faltering, but he agreed anyway. At least… She thought he did. In the brief moment that she turned to look at the tavern, he cast an illusion spell, creating an exact replica of himself close to her, while his real self blended with the darkness of the nearby alley. He was gone. His replica would only last for an hour or so, since he didn't put much magic essence into the spell. He had to reserve his power for his battle against Varek. Liora noticed a slight distortion in Alex's replica’s countenance, but she was too tired to give it any thought. It wasn't as though she could read him in the first place anyway. After havin
The mercenary squeezed his fists, “You're fodder, red eyes. I was only trying to warn you so you wouldn't do anything stupid. But it would seem I would have to beat some sense into you.” Alex couldn't help it at that point. With his head still cocked to the left, he grinned. Slowly unsheathing his axe, the mercenary announced, “By the way, the name's Borg. You should at least know the name of the man that wipes that stupid grin off your face.” Alex stretched his right hand to the side, “Borg… I'll try to remember that.” Space rippled by his right palm, cracking ever so slightly that nether and dark energies leaked out in a very small quantity, creating this red-black bubble of energies. He grabbed something within this bubble and pulled out a long broadsword. The flux of energies was immediately sucked in and space repaired itself. Gently, and with much care, Alex placed the tip of the sword on the floor, sending a slight tremor across the tavern and the surrounding areas. The b
After cursing him a few more times internally, Liora turned to look at the tavern, and without looking at the placard above, she could already tell its name. “The Broken Shield? Why are we here?” she quizzed with a raised brow. Before Alex could respond—not like he planned to anyway—she quickly added with a slight frown, “Seriously? Beer at this hour? How do you expect to sell your stuff with clear eyes when you're drunk?” For the first time in a while, Alex took a glance at her. In that very moment, he imagined conjuring a big cog and shoving it into her mouth. She was too loud for him. He retracted his gaze without saying a word and made his way up the short flight of stairs that led to the tavern. Liora's brows twitched, but she had no choice than to follow him. Though, at the back of her mind, she strongly fought against disregarding her superior’s orders to escort Alex. She wanted to at least stab him through the leg. By the time she entered the tavern, Alex was alread