Midel's POV
As sone as the first blood notified the others. Three of the presence from my danger proximity disappeared in an instant.
It's practically a smart move to stay away. I planned to finish this game the moment it started, but lucky for them they never bargained death for that single chance to attack like the latter.
Minutes passed quicker after that. At that moment and on, I couldn't sense someone nearby anymore. They kept avoiding me, huh? They literally just ignored me after killing their captain within the first five seconds of the game.
\AZMAEL HAS ELIMINATED PLEYMIAN\
And he started his own game, too. Good. I guessed I should find him first and end this as I planned. Now where are you, Azmael?
"Looking for someone to battle with?" As I crossed an abandoned house, a dagger-throw from beside me almost strucked my neck through—if I didn't crouched in time. He's good; I couldn't sensed him right before his attack.
"Thanks for warning me." I saw Claubine, sneering from behind a tree, few steps from my right.
Then I saw three more of his comrades—hidden from my sight but luckily, they're just inside my attack range. "And your friends are here, too."
"Tell me, Lazarus," Claubine said, as two of his comrades sprints toward me to engage. I punched my palm and the ground breaks, wind scattered that made these two hesitate from their planned moves—startled. But they attacked anyway. They are both swordsman type players and slashed me consecutively.
While I was dodging them, Claubine made three daggers appear in his hand right before throwing it at me. "Did you even lose a fight?"
"I don't know," I broke one of my enemy's sword with a charged on elbow. "Maybe your question's not that interesting to answer with." Right before catching the broken piece of that damaged sword, and manually stabbed it through the owner's neck—two times before to its head.
\LAZARUS HAS ELIMINATED SKYIAL\
I catched Claubine's dagger—same time as I dodged the two. Splitting trees right behind me. Dodged the other swordsman before breaking its speed by punching through his armored chest. Its iron plate broke like glass, same as its ribs inside. Grabbing his hair as soon as he was about to spath away. Hugged his neck from behind before stabbing through its temple.
"Thanks for the knife." I threw the bloodied dagger back to Claubine.
He just smiled as he kicked that thing up—breaking its speed and velocity before kicking it back again to me.
Its speed gained double from the strength of my throw. But with my enhanced palm, slaps that lightning speed dagger right toward his other comrade who was about to fire its shotgun.
He pulled the trigger right before the dagger blasted his head off. And the sound of the shot reverberated around us.
\LAZARUS HAS ELIMINATED WUNICS\
One of my eyes got hit as I dodged the majority of it. Taken by the other presence as a chance to join the party. One of them was Claubine. Along with all the fired bullets from all different directions, he also threw daggers, enhanced and powered by his own special mana that made his attacks more powerful than any normal bullets.
"Don't let him escape!"
One of the hiding presence shouted. Firing his long gun with such barbaric way. Aiming at the one place I was last seen as the dust of the ground covered everything by these hits.
"Is he dead?"
The firing stops. But as soon as it happened, Claubine's dagger thrown by my hand strucked the head of one of them.
Then the other one.
And the other.
"Where is he?!"
But I appeared lastly on Claubine's last comrade and left him with a broken neck, and a lost HP.
\LAZARUS HAS ELIMINATED GARVARO\
\LAZARUS HAS ELIMINATED GREENTEN\
\LAZARUS HAS ELIMINATED PLEINNAK\
\LAZARUS HAS ELIMINATED XENXEI\
The last hiding presence disappeared before I could even get to him last. So I appeared, five meters behind Claubine. One eye bleeding and completely incapable.
Hands covered in blood, same as my white collar.
He laughed as he turned. "You're really good!" Red dagger appeared on his hand as he throws it at me.
With a single dash, that dagger passed through me and exploded from my behind, as I punched Claubine's sneering face down the ground.
The ground broke by the impact. Same as his nose, majority of his teeth was missing and his eyes was all white, completely unconscious.
\LAZARUS HAS ELIMINATED CLAUBINE\
The game continued. I hunted players who tried to challenge my ring. Some of them was Azmael's comrade but none of them succeeded.
In a ruined town. I finally saw him along with the two of his remaining comrade. One of them was hiding. And the other was right beside Azmael.
"You finally found me." He started walking without any sign of fear. Broad sword, dragging from behind him. Its heaviness could never be stop by those typical players the moment when he swings it.
Right then, a beeping circle-shaped bomb was thrown outside a glassed wall window from my right. It almost touched my cheek if I didn't slapped it upward immediately.
It exploded right above me. With enough distance, its blast could caught my head off along with it but fortunately it never did.
Then I saw Azmael dashed and started swinging its sword at me. I dodged the first one, who cuts several parts of the town's house by its tremendous wave strength.
Even his own comrades was not safe from it.
"Still the show-off, huh." He laughed by my remarked and continued his attacks, even more quicker and stronger.
But this time also, I didn't dodged even one of his attacks but rather countered them with my own fists.
His swings that could sever a mountain and its speed that could match a blink of lightning. Is being redirected and confronted by my own fists. Without fear or sense of remorse. I delivered bomb-like punches. Exploding with shaking power that could weaken his stance second by second.
Never thinking of what our surrounding may become of these nonstop counters and clashes. Until I felt his breathe weakening. Stance a bit off by a tiny difference from before. I took the risk.
Pushed my punches more. Raising the percent power. Higher than the last and before he could notice and adjust. Hits him by the side—breaking his ribcage despite wearing a defensive plate.
But right before my second attack. He smiled and in return, a sword stabs me from behind.
"You lose... Lazarus."