Chapter 881: The Experience of the Training Area!
Garos didn't even see how he died, as not long after the battle began, he found himself back in the selection area with the sa screen in front of him.
Garos would have freaked out in fright and shock if not for the calming effect in the Gods & Demons level training area.
All the overconfidence Garos had seed to vanish at that mont, as he didn't dare look toward the higher-level races in the Sacred dinsion.
'I am fine with defeating opponents of my own race,' Garos thought as he chose Vurrons as his next opponent.
Even though there were five sub-groups in the Vurron race, there wasn't much difference between their genealogy and talent. The only thing that distinguished them was the pattern between their eyebrows.
But still, the system gave him the choice of choosing the selected sub-group for him to battle against.
Garos' mouth turned wide open in surprise after seeing the list in front of him. But soon, the calming effect acted, and Garos' face and mind turned calm.
In front of him was a screen containing more than ten subgroups of Vurron. There were so subgroups that had gone extinct in the past due to them not being able to catch up or due to the infighting between the Vurrons. But there were so subgroups that even Garos didn't know about.
Garos rembered their nas and decided to check on them after leaving the store.
As for his opponent, Garos chose Thorrons since he himself was one.
The next mont, a new window asking him to choose the environnt for the battle appeared in front of him.
Aakesh decided to go with the open expanse as it was the least complicated environnt.
The next mont, the surroundings in front of Garos changed like a blur, and soon after, he found himself back in the unending expanse.
Soon after, his opponent for this round also appeared a few ters away from him. Garos couldn't help but marvel at the appearance of the opponent since it was the exact copy of him. It was as if Garos was looking at himself in a mirror.
Ding!
Soon the bell rang, announcing the start of the battle.
Garos didn't want to die like the last ti, so he got ready to attack, but suddenly a cracking sound rang in his ears. Before he could check its origin, he found the world around him darkening, and soon after, he found himself back in the selection area.
'I will-'
'Eh! What happened?' Garos wondered in surprise. Just monts ago, he was thinking of fighting back, and now he was here.
"Damn it! I died again," Garos cursed. At first, his sentence was filled with frustration, but by the end, it had beco monotonous, as if nothing could influence Garos.
Ti flew by, and around an hour passed inside the training area.
The last hour felt like an eternity to Garos since he even forgot the count of how many tis he had died. Garos knew that if not for the calming effect on him, his mind would have broken itself, turning him into a crazy person in reality.
It was not like Garos didn't improve in the past hour. When Garos ca here, he couldn't even catch the movents of his opponent and died on the first strike.
Dying in the first strike was still happening, but now at least Garos could catch the movent of his opponent and didn't die without even knowing how.
If Garos were to talk of this accomplishnt outside to those who didn't know about the training area, he would beco a laughing stock since he was still dying at the first strike. But after dying so many tis, Garos felt proud of being at least able to see how he got butchered.
Garos found himself back in the familiar selection area after dying once again in an instant strike.
He didn't waste any ti and chose Thorron as his opponent, and as for the environnt, it was random.
No matter what environnt Garos chose, the result was always the sa, instant kill.
"I will survive the first strike," Garos vowed as another battle began.
Garos brought his spear to his chest, moving it whenever he wanted.
Garos could see the opponent coming at him, he got ready and attempted to push the spear forward.
The next mont, a familiar yet heartbreaking scene occurred. The opponent pushed the spear forward like an arrow.
Garos' spear seed to be made of paper as the opponent's weapon passed through it, destroying it from the inside, and soon it was upon to pierce through Garos' heart.
'I can defend it,' Garos scread in his heart as he tried to move away from the incoming spear.
The next mont, Garos found himself back in the selection area. Garos' face was calm as ever since he had stopped getting frustrated over his death after dying thousands of tis.
More ti flew by, and hours passed in the blink of an eye.
Ti inside the Gods & Demons level training area flew ten tis as fast as it did in reality, so Garos still had around three hours left with him in this training.
Clang!
A clashing sound rang on the battlefield. It was like a piece of heavenly music in Garos' ears as he finally succeeded in deflecting the first strike from the opponent.
The excitent didn't last long as the opponent, without wasting any ti, released another attack even quicker than before, and the result was Garos returning to the selection area.
Soon another battle began after Garos made his choice. This ti, instead of defending, Garos attacked, ignoring the spearhead approaching him at a rapid speed.
The opponent seed unfazed by the approaching spear as he casually lowered the tip of his spear.
The bottom of the opponent's spear shaft collided with Garos' spear, while the opponent's spearhead cut Garos in two, starting from slightly below his chest.
It wasn't an instant death like earlier since his head and heart were both intact, but Garos seed to hate this result more than his death.
After deflecting Garos' spear, the opponent charged at him, and his spear pierced through his head, ending his misery.
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