White Online

After a short while, Isaac and Darth reached the large granite door. There was a timer ticking down with ashen gray colors.

[09:57…]

"Less than ten minutes…" Darth mumbled and began checking out the number of his arrows and potions.

Isaac stopped in front of the granite door and could feel a soft breeze of wind coming from underneath the door. A feeling sprouting in his heart was that the upcoming battle would be filled with hardships.

However, that didn't discourage him. Instead, more energetic to defeat the Avatar.

Then, more footsteps rang from the dimly lit hallway, and players began appearing. It didn't take long for the room to be filled with loud discussions.

The players who arrived looked rather pale-faced. The ones in the last battle remembered what was currently hidden on the other side of the door.

They took a step back and collided with nearby players, who began shouting at them about what were they doing.

After being done counting his arrows and potions, Darth saw the commotion and shook his head. Even if they have close to two hundred players, he still couldn't believe they had a big chance in victory.

'Are we destined to fail?'

After a short wait, the timer reached zero.

Creak!

The granite door began slowly opening. Every player stiffened and focused their concentration on the hall.

Darth grabbed his bow and stepped inside the hall, followed by Isaac, whose face had gone solemn.

After the players entered the hall, they saw the enormous throne and the large Avatar sitting on it. The Avatar's stone gray eyes opened, and he scanned everyone in the room.

Once his eyes landed on the player, their bodies went cold and stiff. However, when his gaze landed on Isaac, it had the reverse effect.

The Avatar's body went cold, and he even flinched. The memories of the white-haired youth surfaced in his mind, and his cold stony fingers wrapped around the hilt of his sword like he thought that the young man might attack him out of nowhere.

However, then, something snapped in his mind, and his previous fear disappeared. He slowly stood up, sending a wave of cold air toward the wave of players.

Then, he opened his mouth and revealed his grayish teeth, "I am the gatekeeper of Spring Realm. Only by defeating me, you are allowed to enter!"

"Spread!" Darth began barking orders. He controlled the large player army and placed all Spellcasters in one area and all close-quarter fighters around them for protection.

Then, all long-ranged fighters were placed in front of the army. Isaac was in the front with his gun resting on his shoulder.

The streaming camera floated away from the ground and stopped once reaching the ceiling, where it could capture everything happening in the hall.

The chat became busy.

[*****: This is the Avatar?! He seems insanely strong!]

[*****: Go Wraith!]

[*****: Hmph, our North Continent already defeated the Avatar. It's not that strong]

After the row of chat messages, Isaac shifted his gaze toward the throne that began having some unnatural change.

Slowly, the throne changed shapes, becoming a stone door frame.

It was insanely large, almost as big as the Avatar.

"Only by defeating me…" The Avatar pointed at the stone door frame as he continued, "The portal to the Spring Realm shall open."

"Three of my avatars had been defeated, and I am only one left…" The Avatar paused before showing a scary grin, "That also makes me stronger!"

The players paled after hearing the nightmarish news. Soon, the avatar health bar and level bar appeared.

[Avatar of God Zephyros]

[Level 110]

[HP: 20000/20000]

After the players saw it, they began screaming.

"110 level?! We can't defeat it!"

"Oh no… We are forever stuck in the first realm! How embarrassing!"

"Is it too late for me to move to Summerland?"

"Enough!" Then, Darth's anger-filled scream entered their ears. He stomped the ground and attracted everyone's attention.

"We can defeat it!" Darth's shout was heard by everyone, but it didn't give him a satisfying reaction. The Players looked at each other and saw the fear in their eyes.

"Word's won't change them." Then, Isaac spoke.

Darth frowned and looked at him. Then, he saw Isaac taking the first step forth until he was running at full speed toward the Avatar!

The players stopped screaming and turned to look at the running Isaac.

"Player Wraith… I remember you." The Avatar's dim gray eyes shone as he unsheathed his sword. Then, Isaac's strength went into his legs as he jumped toward the ceiling.

Bang!

His finger was placed on the trigger out of nowhere, and he had pulled it till the bullet left the barrel.

The Avatar's eyes shook, and he put his arm in the way, but once the bullet landed on his armored forearm, his body staggered backward, and he had to move his foot behind to stabilize his falling body.

His eyes showed evident shock, and he was again hit by Isaac's bullet that landed on his jaw.

The Players were utterly shocked to see the Avatar being pushed back!

Then, the Avatar's eyes shone again as he screamed, "You are dangerous, which means you shall be destroyed!"

Whoosh!

The sword was raised over his head, and the blade began falling toward Isaac like a terrifying earth-cutting saber!

The wind gushed around the descending blade, making Isaac's hair blow around his gorgeous face. Then, his body began glowing in star-shaped particles, and he disappeared!

The next time he appeared, he was already at the top of the Avatar's head!

[Marksman of Space Used!]

Bang!

The Avatar moved even faster, positioned his shield as protection, and destroyed the incoming bullet. Then he swung his sword, which was dodged by Isaac's well-timed duck.

While they were fighting, Darth began shouting orders, "While Wraith keeps the Avatar busy, you guys use your attacks to injure the Avatar!"

The Spellcasters and long-ranged Players nodded and began making their own attacks. Soon, flashes of light appeared in the hall as dozens of spells, arrows, and bullets flew across the air.

While the attacks had yet to arrive, Isaac jumped over another deadly-looking blade. But then, the Avatar raised his right foot and stomped down, trying to squish him like a bug.

However, that was easily dodged by Isaac, who spun afterward and sent a flurry of nice shots at the Avatar's leg.

Soon, a dense ice layer formed around the Avatar's abdomen, forcing him to kneel down!

"Grrr!" The Avatar raised his sword, aiming to break the ice. However, then the spells, arrows, and bullets struck him in the face.

BAM!

BOOM!

THWACK!