The angry roars of Za'gul only gave Alex joy.
“Come on, buddy we just got started. There's a whole lot more where that came from, would you love to see another skill? Why am I even asking? I'm pretty sure you do" Alex said laughing.Za'gul roared even louder, almost like it clearly understood Alex was taunting it and he charged forward again this time much faster and aggressive than it previously did.“Oh, oh, oh.” Alex laughed wildly as he was starting to enjoy the battle "This is gonna be fun”Za'gul who's four skills Alex had already observed were nothing but child's play to him so he just simple evaded while Za'gul used Rage to close the gap between them.“Time for another skill. What do you think Za'gul the Ever Hungry?" Alex taunted the angry beast.Preparing to use the second attack in his arsenal, ‘Avalanche Strike’ a skill from the armor Drakina Hail Guard.Fending off Za'gul's horrific snapping mandibles with w“Whew, that almost got me. It suddenly shri led and caught me unaware. Well, I guess it's time I stop playing games" Alex said as he prepared to use his final attack.While Za'gul got frenzied, it made a sacrifice. For wild beasts, their survival was everything if they couldn't find a way out, they would sacrifice some parts of themselves to make a way out.Za'gul actually thought Alex was a push over that was the reason why it decided to sacrifice it's size and become smaller to gain speed and take out it's target unexpectedly but its decision came bouncing back at it.After shrinking, it sacrificed another 150,000 health points leaving it with 250,000 points. 250,000 health points could be wiped out in a single attack.“Alright, let's end this Za'gul. Don't take it personal but you have something I need and I just can't allow other guilds to take it. It's pretty important to me so pardon me”.Alex
Rhazuul happened to be the only one among them who felt Alex was probably showing off.“It's impossible for anyone to use that amount of power on his own, possibly it was an artifact and maybe a one time use artifact. He must be exhausted from that attack, so if I can get to hit him with a big attack I may be the one to gain big time” Rhazuul grinned evilly as he began plotting how to unleash an attack before the others could do so.Alex was barely a few steps away from the three when a thundering elemental attack hit him.‘Firebird’ yelled Rhazuul as the spell left the top of his staff chasing Alex.Aerindor and Venom who were already thinking of a way to escape the beast who was making it difficult to catch their breath when suddenly they felt the shearing heat of firebird coming from the side chasing after Alex. The both were in total shock as the slowly turned their heads to see Rhazuul smiling wildly and they could only scream in th
Alex had targeted these teams due to getting information forehand.These teams were not even the main attacking force of their various guilds. Aside from the leaders, none of the other players were even anything worth saying.According to the rumor Alex got, there was a 70 percent possibility that Za'gul would drop a few pages of Byzantium Codex and if luck was on his side a 30 percent chance of getting a few Merlin's Opal Ring.This definitely wasn't a chance he could get. If he wanted to go against these guild he would need a fighting force more like theirs but since he could not afford it and none of his virtual friends would want to risk their game play lives for nothing he just kept the information to himself.But since getting the Drakina Hail Guard, he got the ability to rival an elite squad form the big guilds and there was no reason to be afraid, all he needed to do was to pass through their perimeter, cause a few confusions here and ther
In the office of the Guild Leader of The Shadows Syndicate Shadows sent a message on the general channel.“Poster, where are you? Meet me at the Shadows Meadows"The moment this message got delivered, the enter platform got quiet. Even the video poster was also quiet. He didn't even have the guts to reply to the most fearsome man in the entire Elysium World.Venom who was standing in the office giving Shadows a brief of what had happened by narrating the entire event to him felt stupid doing that because it was like she was lying about the battle and was trying to cover her failure as one of the leaders.Shadows who was always wreathed in ethereal shadows all day, he barely came out to the light, he was always in dark places. In fact his office was a continuous dark room, not even the slight of light could filter in.The office from which the enigmatic guild leader directs all Shadow Syndicate operations was in contrast to the nondescript stone corridors and storerooms of the external
Another uproar hit the general channel again.“He had actually completed his class promotion. That player must be a beast. Many are still struggling to level up and fight scrap mobs but he had already gotten to a stage where we wouldn't even have the capacity to reach, this game really is biased” a player commented." You feel it's biased? Why don't you try going to challenge your class promotion quest? If you succeed then would you say the game is still biased?” Another player countered." Has anyone gotten hints on class promotion? Seems you would need to figure that out yourself” another said on the channel." That's not something for low level players like us worry about, we just need to play and reach where we would have to challenge it. Neve the less of you have any ideas on how to activate the class promotion don't fail to let us know" " So you expect someone to just come up and tell you how to activate your class promotion for free? Keep dreaming” someone slapped back" I thi
Alex felt it was funny since most of the rewards he had been getting was related to magic rather than engineering.Next his mind focused on the equipment and item from the loot;Seal of the Banished One amulet (Mythic grade, +8000 Strength)Twin Vorpal Razor-fangs, daggers forged from Za'gul's mandibles“Seal of the Banished One amulet, it is even a mythic grade accessory? But what does it give to its user?” Alex thought as he checked out the data for the accessory.“StatsSeal of the Banished One Necklace Amulet ‘accessory type’Mythic Grade+8,000 Strength+20 ConstitutionAbility: Drain LifeforceForged from the shards of a shattered Soulstone buried for eras beneath the Brimstone Peaks, the metal of this amulet harbors a dark legend. As the story goes, it once contained the bound essence of a formidable giant warrior named Balgor who ravaged the realm centuries ago.The tales tell this barbarian warlord ransacked villages and routed armies single-handedly. That was until a circle
After successfully gaining full control of the amulet, Alex moved to the next item which was a weapon.Twin Vorpal Razor-fangs, daggers forged from Za'gul's mandibles. “I'm no fan for daggers, but let's see what it has" Alex proceeded to check the weapon stats.“Twin Vorpal Razor-fangsDagger PairMythic GradeDamage: 850 each (base)Critical Hit Chance: +23%Bleed on Hit: 2500 damage over 10 secondsAbilities:Vorpal Strike: On Critical Hit, ignores target's armor. Damage x3Twin Fangs: Strikes with both daggers simultaneously. +150% Attack Speed.Razor Flurry: Unleash 10 dagger strikes in 2 seconds. Each hit deals full damage.Passives:Hitting from behind or stealth deals x2 DamageApplying poisons grants +15% potencyDescription:These cruelly curved daggers fashioned from the bisected mandible-fangs of the aberration horrors Za'gul are unequaled implements of silent death. The perpetually moist blades carry chaos poison innately, causing grievous wounds. In trained hands, the R
Shock, dumbstruck, petrified, dumbfounded, awestrucked, none of these words could qualify to express what Alex was telling right now.He felt he had fallen into a deep pleasant dream and nothing was waking him up.“Mjölnir's Gavel? Mjölnir's Gavel? Is it the real thing?” the shock on Alex's face could not be explained.He slowly called forth the hammer from his inventory.Though outwardly appearing as a simple block-faced blacksmithing hammer, closer inspection reveals Mjölnir's hammer splendidly magical nature. Intricate glyphs of the Ancient Smithing Tongue adorn the handles short adamantine shaft, gleaming with azure light.The blocky mallet-like head houses a perfectly smooth orichalcum face embedding a single large yellow diamond that glints with inner fire. Every time Mjölnir hammer strikes hot metal, miniature lightning bolts arc wildly from the jewel, as if barely contained storm forces rage within.When simply held, writhing veils of static electricity dance across the hammer