MMORPG: The Elementalist

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Being at the center of all those exploding Frostramparts, Tarzan could not lock on to Xiaoxiao's location. Blocked by swirls and swirls of frosty snowflakes in the air, even his Pet had lost its opportunity to strike and could only release a series of AoE Magic Attacks against the Frostburst in retaliation. Having lost his Berserk Shell, Tarzan quickly leaped away and gulped down some potions.

The Executors' Elementalists, who could still observe the arena with their Elemental Perception, were sweating profusely and worrying for Tarzan…

There was still a chance.

The potions that Tarzan gulped down were Tier 4 Herb Potions; each supplied him 200 HP instantaneously. If he could get out of the snow, he should still have a winning chance.

"Be careful!"

As he was lost in his thoughts, something bizarre happened!

Suddenly, a Frostrampart appeared out of the snow and blocked the path ahead of him. And as he turned to run, he slipped and fell into one of the swamps!

"Oh, sh*t!"

Xiaoxiao, who had been observing her opponent using Elemental Perception while slowly baiting him with the Frostrampart, noticed it too. She quickly cast her magic.

"Freeze!"

Without his Berserk Shell, Tarzan had no choice but to watch half of his body, which was submerged in water, turned into ice!

Now, no matter how quickly he could recover his HP, no matter how much HP he had… he would not be able to withstand consecutive volleys of the Lycan Barrage…

As the third volley of Lycan Barrage landed on his body, the duel was over.

Once the snow began to clear, everyone saw Xiaoxiao—she was floating above Tarzan, flapping her Angelic Wings…

***

The newly-ranked Tier 5 Aquamancer was fused with a Divinity crystal!

Damn…

There were about twenty members from Fallen Angels on the scene… Just how many Divinity crystals did they have? How many winged Champions did they have?

Remorseless Warrior was stunned for a second before he set his eyes on the Winter Demon who was standing across the arena.

"Retrieve Tarzan."

After their Radiant Priest resurrected Tarzan, Remorseless Warriors and his crew felt quite convoluted.

Their opponent had Qin Ruo, Black Rock, Apocalypse, and Homme Fatale—four famous winged Champions. That already gave them a higher winning chance, and now, another newbie Tier 5 Aquamancer had defeated one of their brethren… Things were getting worse for the Executors.

Before they got to discuss the matter, the opposite team almost immediately sent out their third combatant right after Xiaoxiao retreated from the arena…

As they took a look at the combatant, everyone from the Executor clan gasped in shock.

It was not just the common members of their Clan, even Remorseless Warrior felt an immensely powerful pressure coming from this Fallen Angels combatant… The glare of his eyes was so sharp that it could cut through the Executors' hearts!

It was the Winter Demon, Qin Ruo!

This time he opted to fight in the arena himself!

"Darn it."

Remorseless Warrior quietly cursed. He did not think Qin Ruo would decide to show his hand so early…

Plus, it was a real power move too.

The Fallen Angels had won two battles—they won against their powerful vanguard combatant, Thor and had a weaker Tier 5 winged Aquamancer Frostburst Tarzan into oblivion…

They were able to completely defeat the Executors twice and rapidly deplete the latter's morale.

Qin Ruo stepping forward into the arena at such a time meant that the Executors would need to swing out their main dish—if Remorseless Warrior still could not get his men to take hold of one victory, it would be disastrous for the Executors' morale… or worse, this day could become a lasting and lingering trauma for his Clan!

However, who would be able to stand up against the infamous Winter Demon? Who??

The Elementalists were out of the question…

Qin Ruo had that weird and annoying Pet, Poochie—it was an expert in breaking spells and it could dish out Magic Penetration attacks. Plus, it was inhumanly fast, so fast that it was close to impossible to lock on to the creature.

Then, there was Qin Ruo himself. Even though there were not many impactful online videos of him on the internet, his use of bizarre skills, techniques, and his Pet was definitely formidable…

Qin Ruo was quite a tough cookie. Even the prideful Remorseless Warrior had to concede to that fact.

Just as Remorseless Warrior was pondering who to send out into the arena, Qin Ruo spread his wings and flew closer to him…

His voice was clearly heard by every Executor.

"Remorseless Warrior, you've lost two battles now. If this goes on, you'll lose entirely… Have you considered your options? Are you going to face me yourself? Or are you going to send someone else to his doom?"

Flapping his Angelic Wings up in the sky, Qin Ruo cast his gaze down on the Executors.

In the meantime, the other players around the area had also crowded the place, quietly watching the show.

The Executors had lost two rounds, and Qin Ruo was now baiting Remorseless Warrior to enter the arena. The players around them eagerly looked at Remorseless Warrior and his crew, waiting for them to send out someone who could face against the Winter Demon.

"Clan Leader, I'll go."

A huge bulky player next to Remorseless Warrior, lifting a pair of hatchets, took one step forward and volunteered.

"No!"

Remorseless Warrior threw him a look and rejected his request with a long face.

"We've lost twice. This next battle is a crucial one, so we have to win… You're not powerful enough to face him… It has to be me…"

As he finished his words, a Summoner suddenly turned to him and objected, "This place is quite advantageous for Aquamancers. Remorseless Warrior, you can't beat him like this… If you lose, we'll have no chance in the subsequent battles. Let's stick to the plan and let Gorfer handle this round; you handle Bauhinia Clan's combatants or that Summoner from Violent Army Clan… except that Homme Fatale and winged Aeromancer. Just leave the rest to us."

"Qin Ruo's already calling for me, yet you want me to sit back and watch?"

Remorseless Warrior looked at the Summoner angrily, but the latter still calmly insisted, "This isn't just your name on the line. It's also the Executors' name on the line."

With just one sentence, all the rage and impulsion quickly receded from Remorseless Warrior's heart.

Indeed!

Earlier, that Aquamancer Xiaoxiao could rely on the geographical advantage of the area to hasten her Mana charging and defeat Tarzan. If he, Remorseless Warrior, faced off against Qin Ruo, who was also an Aquamancer, he would be only inviting humiliation in that place…

If they, including the Clan Leader himself, lost the first three rounds, it would be quite obvious what would happen during the rest of the duel. There was the all-rounded Tier 5 Champion, Homme Fatale; that would be a win for them. Then there was that other winged Champion, Apocalypse, who would most likely overpower his combatant with ease using his Angelic Wings. After that, the Executors would need to attempt to win seven battles to avoid complete defeat while their morale dropped to the lowest point.

Could they win those seven battles at that point?

***

"Gorfer, you're up."

Shouldering the pressure of being watched by members of the Fallen Angels and several hundred players, Remorseless Warrior finally gave in and allowed the bulky Gorfer, who volunteered earlier, to fight Qin Ruo.

At that point, Remorseless Warrior felt that their side had no winning chance anymore… He only hoped that they would at least not face too much humiliation during the rest of the duel.

As he watched Gorfer swing his ax into the arena, Remorseless Warrior felt a surge of freezing disheartening defeat in his heart.

Indeed, he had underestimated the Fallen Angels.

After this defeat, he would work harder in the Buried City, defeat more Overlord Bosses and Ultimate Bosses… then equip his Field Commanders with Legendary Grade Equipment… and of course… the Divinities…

Angelic Wings… Those wings indeed carried an inevitably powerful advantage!

As Remorseless Warrior closed his eyes and prepared to accept defeat… there was a sudden huge uproar at the entrance of Level 2 of the Ruins. Everyone quickly turned to check out the commotion, and they saw him—a shadowy silhouette, stretching his Angelic Wings. He flew in with a dazzle while he shouted the name of his target.

"Qin Ruo!!!"

"Have you forgotten about our duel?!"

"If you want to fight anyone, you'll have to fight me first!"

***

His arrogant voice attracted the attention of every single player in the Ruins and put a frown on Qin Ruo's face. He recognized that voice.

As he slowly turned around, he saw a winged Champion speed towards him. It was that restless, persistent and competitive Psycho Demon.

The madman somehow got news of his whereabouts and pursued him into the Aricus Underground Ruins.

Heh.

And his timing was "impeccable" too.

***

Whoosh!

After he folded his wings, Psycho Demon glided over Qin Ruo's head in a flashy manner and landed in the arena, standing between him and Gorfer.

"Along the way, I heard so much about this fight of yours with the Executors. Thank goodness I caught up to you." Psycho Demon's eyes, filled with flamboyant arrogance, were locked on Qin Ruo disdainfully.

"Sure."

"Then I'm assuming that you haven't used that instant Frostramparts Formation and Teleportation yet… Heh, I was hoping to wreck the Winter Demon in his peak condition. If you've used them and gotten tired, it would be such a bore for me."

As Psycho Demon was talking to his rival, someone put a hand on his shoulder…

"Excuse me, pal. This is a duel between them and the Executors. Please step aside!"

Psycho Demon had one taboo-ish rule—he really hated men touching his shoulder from behind. He turned and saw that the hand belonged to the Executor's Gorfer, Qin Ruo's supposed opponent in that battle. He smirked and leered at the Executor member coldly.

"You're his opponent? What a joke."

As his words came to an end, Psycho Demon suddenly launched himself into Gorfer's chest like a cannonball from an Armstrong Gun.

The bulky Gorfer whimpered as his two-hundred-catty (nearing 260 pounds) body darted off into the air and out of the arena.