Chapter 94: End of war
The two predators were still standing upright.
And the others were behind.
Malvoid threw a vertical slash.
Diablo avoided it.
And he struck.
Malvoid’s sword broke into fragments.
And Diablo punched his mask.
Right on the mouth.
Malvoid’s mask broke.
His mouth was revealed.
He moved backwards
and blood poured from his mouth,
dropping to the ground.
Immediately, Diablo threw a fist.
He punched him on the face.
To the right.
To the left.
And then on his chin.
He flew up.
And fell to the ground.
His mask cracked entirely.
He felt pain all over his body.
He gritted his teeth in rage,
trying to get up.
But his body wasn’t responding.
Shit... shit... Shit. Move. Move. Move!!!
And Diablo walked toward him.
Immediately, Silver attacked Diablo.
He dodged and pierced her body with his arm.
She vomited blood
and was thrown away.
Her vision was fading.
Blurred.
As soon as he saw that,
Malvoid didn’t speak.
But his facial expression darkened.
More and more.
He stood up like a zombie.
[WARNING: You have received too much damage]
[Your vitality is dropping by 0.5 every second]
"Now you made an error."
[Error. System. Error. Errors.]
[UNLIMITED MANA FOR 5 MINUTES]
[YOUR INTELLIGENCE HAS DROPPED TO ZERO]
At that moment,
the Old Knight moved with the others away from the place.
He felt that Malvoid surpassed him.
And Malvoid’s aura radiated.
His mana burst.
All eyes stared at him.
He held his head and bent over.
The ground was destroyed.
Instant boost.
Instant boost.
Instant boost.
Instant boost.
[WARNING: You are going above what you have required]
He disappeared.
And grabbed Diablo’s hand.
He deviated the hand.
Immediately, he threw a punch to Diablo’s face.
Diablo moved back.
As soon as Diablo gazed at Malvoid,
a punch was arriving at his face.
And then multiple punches.
Diablo moved backwards.
His arm was trembling as he gazed at him.
Malvoid’s gas poured out of him.
He grabbed Diablo,
held his arm,
and smiled.
He raised corrosive, toxic gas.
And the gas burned Diablo and Malvoid’s bodies.
It was burning.
And the gas dried the forest.
Malvoid’s body was melting slowly
and dropping to the ground.
He didn’t feel the pain.
Only rage he had.
The two monsters threw punches at each other.
They both received it.
And stepped back.
The next second, Malvoid’s body shone red light.
He threw punches toward him.
Diablo blocked with his arms.
But Malvoid charged every punch with mana.
Each impact was stronger than before.
Diablo was punched backwards.
Suddenly, a strike.
Diablo vomited blood.
Meanwhile, the gas was burning their skin.
Malvoid spoke.
Instant boost
"Instant boost."
"Instant boost."
Each punch he threw couldn’t be seen with the naked eye.
Diablo blocked and blocked.
A few seconds later,
Malvoid struck him again and again.
Each successful punch created a wave of energy
that echoed through the place.
Then Diablo burst out mana.
An explosion followed.
But in the explosion,
Malvoid’s vitality reduced.
Still, he didn’t stop.
His fist skin peeled off.
His bones showed.
And he continued.
Diablo threw a punch at Malvoid’s face.
He fell to the ground.
His head shattered the ground.
The mask fell down.
He gazed at the monster.
His eyes shone with intensity.
He stared at his prey.
And breathed out gas.
The next second, he disappeared
and the ground split open.
Instant boost.
Instant boost.
Instant boost.
Instant boost.
Instant boost!
He grabbed Diablo’s face.
His face was burning and melting because of the gas.
Malvoid radiated more corrosive, toxic gas
toward Diablo’s face.
Malvoid took him far away.
The gas dried the forest.
They destroyed trees.
Malvoid slammed him into trees
and smashed his head into the ground.
The ground shattered.
Immediately, he threw punches at his face
like a machine gun firing.
The impacts of the attacks formed a crater.
Malvoid’s arm bones cracked.
His fingers broke.
And still he continued.
HA!!!
[WARNING: Your vitality is too low]
[Your vitality has dropped to 1%]
[Your luck has increased by 20]
It was as if, at that moment,
Malvoid received no damage from the gas.
And he threw the punches.
When he stopped,
he had no hands left.
60% of his arms were broken
and fell to the ground.
Malvoid was breathing heavily.
Exhausted. Tired.
[BERSERK MODE DEACTIVATED]
He fell backwards to the ground.
But Diablo’s face was burst
and his blood was on his skin.
He walked toward Malvoid slowly.
Malvoid gazed at him.
"He’s not yet dead."
Malvoid shouted.
Last effort.
He got up.
And the two pierced each other’s chests.
[Your vitality has dropped to zero]
[YOUR DEATH]
[30 SECONDS FOR COMPLETE DELETION]
[+30,000 EXP]
[LEVEL UP]
[LEVEL UP]
[Your vitality has increased to 1%]
Malvoid devoured the corpse
and ate the crystal core.
[You have obtained an Evolution Crystal Core]
[Your mana has been restored]
[Your swordsmanship has improved]
[A skill is in the course of being acquired]
Malvoid said.
"I finally won..."
And Diablo’s memories flooded into his mind.
He fell to the ground and fainted.
At that moment, a white gate opened
where Malvoid was.
[CONGRATULATIONS FOR CLEARING FLOOR 3 SECTOR 10]
Silver was dying slowly,
and a mage gave her a potion
which healed her wound
and helped her move.
And then Sofia and Carel arrived at the place.
Sofia ran toward him.
She bent down and touched his chest.
His heart was still beating slowly.
Immediately, she carried him up
and moved away.
Silver walked toward the gate.
And she turned behind.
"We will meet again, Master."
As Carel walked with Sofia,
because she didn’t thank him,
she felt weird leaving them just like that.
_I will wait a little more with them._
They walked 50 meters away.
Everyone moved to the white gate.
And Malvoid was unconscious.
Diablo’s memories and frames were flowing into his brain.
*"At The White Gate"*
The gate opened white,
like a scar in the sky.
Blood on the ground,
but no one left to cry.
Silver bled slow,
a mage gave her light.
Sofia ran first,
through smoke and the fight.
Her hands found my chest,
a heartbeat, so faint.
She carried my broken,
without fear, without paint.
"Meet again, Master,"
Silver whispered low.
Then turned to the light,
and let the gate go.
Carel walked quiet,
guilt heavy in tow.
I should stay a while
I can’t just let go
Fifty steps later,
they crossed to the white.
And I lay there, empty,
with no hands to fight.
Inside my skull,
a dead god screams.
Diablo’s memories,
bleeding into my dreams.
I won.
But I don’t remember how.
I only know this—
someone’s holding me now.