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Chapter 654 Till The Bitter End [Part 2]
Villain Ch 654. Till The Bitter End [Part 2]
Allen strolled through amidst the chaos of battle as if he were in a garden, his demeanor was calm, almost nonchalant. His steps were measured, his sword swinging with practiced ease as he dispatched players who dared to challenge him. With a cold smile playing on his lips, he relished every moment of the skirmish.
"This is easier than I thought," he muttered under his breath, his voice barely audible over the sounds of battle. Despite the intensity of the conflict raging around him, Allen remained unfazed, his confidence unwavering.
Every now and then, he would gesture with his hands, unleashing devastating attacks on unsuspecting players or skewering those unfortunate enough to fall from the Behemoth's back. A hint of boredom crept into his mind.
He couldn't help but marvel at the effectiveness of their plan. The coordination, the precision—it was all too perfect. They had managed to lower their opponents' morale and trap the tanks with alarming efficiency. It was proof of their strategic prowess.
But as the battle raged on, Allen couldn't shake the feeling of ennui that settled over him. Perhaps it was the lack of a real challenge, or maybe it was simply the monotony of it all. Whatever the reason, he longed for something more, something to truly test his skills and push him to his limits.
Allen glanced up at the girls hovering effortlessly in the sky. With a surge of excitement, they unleashed their skills, raining devastation down upon the unsuspecting players below.
"They're really tearing it up out there," Allen remarked to himself, a grin spreading across his face. He couldn't help but feel a rush of adrenaline as he watched his team wreak havoc on their enemies.
But as he observed their enthusiasm, a nagging thought crept into Allen's mind. Was it all because of the bet? He chuckled to himself, realizing that the prospect of winning must have fueled their fervor even more.
His gaze shifted to Elio, who was busy maneuvering his mount in an attempt to bring down the Behemoth. Allen's smirk widened as he saw an opportunity.
"Another prey," he muttered nonchalantly, his eyes narrowing with determination. With a swift flick of his wings, Allen lifted off the ground, his sword poised for the kill.
He soared through the air. Allen's focus was laser-sharp. His senses heightened, every movement calculated with precision. He zeroed in on Elio, his target clear in his sights.
With a burst of speed, Allen closed the distance between them in an instant. His sword gleamed as it sliced through the air, aimed directly at Elio's vulnerable spot.
Elio's heart pounded in his chest as he suddenly realized the imminent danger. Allen's attack was already upon him, a deadly blur of steel hurtling through the air. He barely had time to react, his instincts kicking in just as the blade drew dangerously close.
But then, in a miraculous twist of fate, a transparent barrier materialized before him, shimmering with protective energy. Elio gasped in astonishment, momentarily frozen in awe at the unexpected intervention. It was a split-second reprieve, an opportunity he hadn't anticipated.
Without wasting a moment, Elio seized the chance to veer his mount sharply in another direction, narrowly evading Allen's lethal strike. His mind raced as he processed the situation. Fighting Allen head-on in his current state was suicide. The ranged players and DPS were focused on taking down the towering monsters, leaving little room for a direct confrontation.
Retreat was the only option. Elio gritted his teeth, determination burning in his eyes as he resolved to shift his focus to a more strategic approach. He needed to contribute to the battle in any way he could, even if it meant sacrificing his pride in the process.
With renewed resolve, Elio directed his mount towards the colossal beast. He could feel the earth tremble beneath their weight. But Elio refused to be intimidated. He had a role to play, a vital part to fulfill in the unfolding conflict. As he maneuvered through the chaos of the battlefield, Elio caught sight of Father^Alex near a nearby building.
Father^Alex waved him over, his expression was solemn yet determined. With a simple gesture, he bestowed his buff upon Elio.
[Your agility has increased!]
Grateful for the support, Elio nodded his thanks before urging his mount forward once more.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Meanwhile, Allen's eyes widened in shock as his blade collided with the unexpected barrier. For a brief moment, time seemed to stand still as he watched in disbelief. The barrier held, sturdy enough to withstand his powerful strike, if only for a fleeting second. Then, with a resounding crack, it shattered into a shower of shimmering shards, leaving Allen momentarily stunned.
Elio had already darted away, his escape swift and decisive. But instead of pursuing his fleeing foe, Allen's attention was drawn elsewhere. His gaze swept across the battlefield, searching for the source of the barrier that had thwarted his attack.
His mind raced with possibilities. Who could have conjured such a formidable defense? Sophia crossed his thoughts momentarily. She had been trying to get his attention since the beginning of the war after all. But something didn't quite add up.
Then, just as he was about to dismiss the notion, Allen caught a glimpse of movement—a shadow flitting across the ruins of a nearby building. The structure, half-destroyed by the chaos of battle, seemed an unlikely hiding place. Yet there, concealed within the shadows, lurked a figure.
A priest.
Allen narrowed his eyes. There was no mistaking it—the figure cowering in the ruins was unmistakably a priest. There would be no escape, no mercy for those who dared to defy him. The priest would pay dearly for his audacity, of that, Allen was certain.
A smirk played on Allen's lips. "Well, well, well, if it ain't Father^Alex," he called out, his voice cutting through the chaos of battle. He knew his words would carry, reaching the ears of those around them amidst the clamor of war.