The purple egg split into two halves and gushed out a strange green liquid. From its remnants, a strange figure appeared. All of its features were reminiscent of insects. Compound eyes, an exoskeleton with sharp protrusion and a tough carapace that the creature wore like plate armor. Its strange mix of green and purple color made it look even more alien.
And yet, the creature looked human, in a way. For starters, it was bipedal. It used two cricket-like legs to remain upright. On top of that, it had fingers that ended in sharp claws, as well as mandibles around its mouth. To summarize: it was a mix between a human and a bug, which made it all the more unsettling.
My mana was still flaring, its mana capacity well above any monster I had used the skill on before. Apart from its strange appearance, that was the only thing that made keep my distance, cautious of its possible strength.
The newborn took in its surroundings and looked at the hesitant classers that surrounded it. Then, it turned its head to the sky and let loose a guttural, chirping screech. Right as I expected all hell to break loose, a figure flashed by, only noticeable for a mont. The bug lowered its chin violently, then stilled as a single purple line appeared on its cheek, a few streaks of purple blood leaking from the cut.
The perpetrator, who had aid for the creatures neck, had disappeared again, not willing to face retaliation. Unfortunately, the speedster didnt have any choice in the matter. Before the rest of us could capitalize on the situation and take it down, it disappeared, just as its attacker had, before reappearing a hundred ters away, with an arm lifted to the sky like a spear. X, one of the seeded participants, hung limply from its arm, his chest pierced where his heart would usually be.
I sucked in a surprised grunt, though Karon wasnt so discrete. He let out a horror-filled screech and scread unintelligibly, before sprinting from behind the safety of his goons and creating a wave of flaming oil as he ran.
X! Youll pay for his death, abomination! he scread wrathfully. Xs limp body was teleported away, though the creature's arm remained red, stained with his blood. It wasted no ti and countered the wave of oil with a swipe of its hand. Lacking any kind of visual effect, the wave of oil was still deflected by a sudden blast of air and Karon was thrown back to his mates.
The speed, strength and mana capacity of the creature could only an one thing: it was a tier 4, sent to slowly wipe us out. The hunters had beco the hunted.
At that mont, I realized that the only way to beat this thing, if that was even possible in the first place, was to work together. I could just outlast my competition, but where was the fun in that?
Apparently, John had the sa idea, because he addressed the rest of us as we drew our weapons.
How about a truce, lads? I dont know about you, but Im not much fer gettin skewered by that monster-queen.
I didnt bother listening to the quiet murmur of assent, too eager to finally get this fight started, and launched myself at the bug. The queen, as John had called it, fit its look oddly well. There was sothing feminin about its torso, I thought, as I attempted to cleave my sword into the aforentioned body-part.
Unfortunately, I wasnt fast enough to get past the queens guard, because she lifted her arm just in ti to block my strike. The dull clang that reverberated as a result wasnt exactly a consolation either. If anything, it reaffird my theory that she was a tier 4.
Before the queen could parry my strike, I lifted my feet in the air and catapulted myself sideways, throwing my body out of the way of an incoming fireball, which struck true.
I looked over at Arcellus and gave him the middle finger. Just because I was durable didnt an he could use as bait.
The bug jumped out of the flas, seemingly unscathed, and attempted to go for . Before she could take off, a gust of wind and a flying boulder threw her out of my path, sending her sprawling, though she quickly recovered.
Need a hand, lad? John asked with a smile.
This isnt a battle you can fight alone. We must unite for the greater good. the nave monk next to him said. What was his na again? Gaius! That was it!
Apparently, our reinforcents didnt think so either. The few dozen of us that remained all started to throw skill after skill at the queen as she erged from the rubble, repeatedly sending her back.
After a few minutes, it beca obvious she was sandbagging, though. She hadnt moved as fast as she had when X had wounded her, since then, nor had she bothered taking the initiative.
Shes playing with her food I muttered absentmindedly.
For once, I think youre right. How unfortunate that it had to be in this situation. Cerion said as he appeared beside .
We didnt waste any more ti and threw ourselves into the thick of it again. Ducking and jumping to dodge passing spells and skills, we made our way to our target and engaged it in a lee battle. Our swords were coated with our respective elents, but even that wasnt enough to leave a mark on its carapace. The queens speed beca progressively faster as we fought, and her skills at close-quarters combat noticeably improved. I attempted to go for its leg, but was blocked by her arm. For a mont, Cerion and I were both pushing back, our swords grinding against her armor, but we were being pushed back.
Just when I was starting to think this was a losing battle, a third party intervened. Arcellus ca out of nowhere and used the distraction we had created to dig into her unguarded back with his flaming sword, causing the creature to shriek from the pain.
All of a sudden, the air itself expanded and threw us all back a few ters, though we recovered rather quickly.
Imdiately, the creature was on top of Arcellus, attempting to gut him. The two engaged in a highspeed clash, one I could barely follow. I knew Arcellus swordsmanship was sothing else, but this was incredible.
Cerion and I rejoined the fight and took so of the creatures attention from Arcellus, giving him a welco reprieve.
Helping the enemy now, are we? Arcellus said in between ducking and swinging.
Before I could answer, we heard a hysteric, angry cry above us.
A giant, murky black ball was descending right above us, about to make an impact. All three of us dodged backward as Karon slamd the queen with a thick, house-sized glob of the stuff, before it all lit up, the queen still inside.
Take that, you filthy animal!
The queen erged from the tar, her carapace still on fire. Expecting her to go for Karon, I moved to intercept, but was held back by a hand on my shoulder. As I turned to look at the person who held back, I heard her speak in a small, quiet voice.
I believe it is my turn now.
I snorted in surprise and took a mont to observe the cause behind this strange interruption.
There, a relatively small, blond-haired girl stood. She was wearing immaculate white armor and carried a long, ornate spear.
Her voice may have been quiet and reserved, but the look in her eyes told she was being serious.
Lifting my arms in surrender, I stepped back. She nodded in appreciation and charged at the queen with the fervor of a galloping warhorse.
As she ran, she sped up and golden light coalesced around her figure, casting her armor and spear in a warm glow. Then, as the queen moved to block her strike, it snaked around the arm the bug had lifted in defense and pierced straight through her carapace, appearing on the other side of her body. The girl pulled back and her retreat was covered by an armada of earthly spikes that erupted out of the ground every ti Gaius stomped down so distance away.
I whistled at the entire display, impressed, and joined the rest of the participants in attacking the queen from all sides.
Eventually, more and more attacks got past the queens guard, leaving small cuts and stab wounds. Each ti, our target would scream progressively louder and louder, until the noise beca ear piercing, the random blast of wind turning into small scale tornados. No matter how we fought, we just couldnt get her to stay down. It didnt help that the weaker participants were dropping like flies. Those that were left were either seeded participants or cowards that kept their distance, unwilling to even attack our target.
Unfortunately, this all had to co to a head. At so point, the queen had had enough of the beating she was receiving. She scread. This ti, though: She. Wouldnt. Stop.
The air around us continued to expand, and the sound itself made people bleed from their ears, the sound waves visible with the naked eye.
Karon had cald down, turning from a hysteric rage to a vengeful calm. As these sound-based attacks got worse, though, he started to focus on defense. With this final scream, he pulled up a giant barrier of oil that covered us all. It did little to block the sound, but the winds themselves were kept at bay.
Then, the barrier fell abruptly. In a panic, I rushed to his location.
Whats going on? Is he out of mana? Cerion asked from a distance.
No, not quite.
I grit my teeth, seething with rage as I found out what had happened. When I arrived near Karons position, I found him with his last remaining alliance mber. Strangely, Karon had a knife sticking out of his back. As Karon gurgled up so blood, staring out in front of him like a corpse, he was teleported away.
His previously loyal friend turned to with a bloody knife in his hand, crying, shocked by my arrival.
Look, I need the points to pass! We cant beat that that monster, anyway, see?! he asked hysterically, trying to justify his betrayal.
He didnt see my sword arc coming, and looked at his chest in surprise as a long, red line appeared.
He was teleported away a mont later.
Youre lucky this is a competition, traitor. I stated, less angrily than I felt.
Status report, Karons out. His friend betrayed him. That ones gone, too. I said to Cerion and Arcellus, who spread the word as we headed back to the battlefield.
Gaius and the blond girl were still fighting diligently, along with a small group of other, talented fighters. One of them had to be the final seeded participant, but I didnt have the ti to figure out who it was.
There were about ten of us left at this point, so I believe it was ti to do sothing drastic.
Shouted to the other participants as loudly as I could.
Everyone, charge up your strongest skill, Ill hold her off for a minute! Its now or never! I said, taking charge.
Thankfully, Arcellus agreed and nodded, while the rest assented as well. Desperate tis called for desperate asures.
I launched myself at the queen, who was flitting around the battlefield like she was born to do so. I got close to her and sent a powered up, mana intrusive overloaded sword her way, leaving a curse mark on the arm she brought up to block. I quickly made so distance, using the dust kicked up by my aura step as cover, and sent more attacks her way. She erged from the dust in a rage, and I barely managed to keep up with her following strikes.
On the sidelines, I could see skills in all kinds of colors being created and I could feel the mana being drawn in from our surroundings as their cores worked overti.
Just half a minute more.
I kept up my mana intrusion, and aid for wounds that were already there. My strikes did superficial damage at best, but I knew the overloaded mana would slowly overwhelm the creature.
15 seconds.
The queen stomped down on the ground and nearly sent flying, but a hastily put-together maelstrom kept from being thrown. I dispelled the maelstrom in favor of another clash and pushed against the queens guard as best I could. I failed, not strong enough to match her stats, but I had succeeded in keeping her distracted.
NOW!! I shouted.
Gaius was the first to move. He stomped down with both feet, and made a strange grasping motion with his hands. The earth around the queen ca to life and grasped her legs, before twisting and hardening, taking on a strange, copper sheen. The queen gurgled, surprised, and tried to free herself, but failed. Realizing what was about to happen, I apparated away, joining the others and spectating the rest from a distance.
As the rest of the participants let their skills go, all hell broke loose.
Golden spears descended from a hole in the sky, a small sun that twisted the air around it with its heat exploded on target, a cyclone of water tore through every obstacle to get to the queen and a giant wooden sword ca down from the sky. All of their skills combined in one giant explosion, which sent most of us flying by virtue of the shockwave itself.
A myriad of colors erupted, the spectacle truly unmatched in beauty and power. More and more skills piled on top of one another, until their creators ran out of mana. The crater left behind was truly impressive.
Is is it dead? Cerion asked hesitantly, breathing heavily from the exertion. Before I could answer, I heard a strange noise to my right.
Guhu urg
As I looked over, I found Gaius, his heart speared through by the queen. She looked beat-up, and was missing an arm and a part of her torso. In a panic, I shouted.
Shes not dead yet!
I moved to attack her, but she disappeared from my sight in a flash. Slowly, I heard more and more panicked voices from around the crater. I saw all of us struggling to defend ourselves and failing. The non seeded participants went first. Then, the blond girl was cut in half and Arcellus sword broke from the impact of a single strike. He was defenseless and couldnt block the queen as she decapitated him. Cerion sent out a tidal wave, but it was futile. His torso was cut diagonally and his body was separated into two halves.
I scread in anger and created a maelstrom, but it was too late. The queen ignored my skill and just walked through it as if it wasnt even there. As she flattened her hand into a dagger and sent it through my chest, I could only think of one thing.
Sandbagging, indeed
Then, everything went white.
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