NOVEL NEXT Chapter 20: False Ability Attempted!!!!
BLAST!!!!
The area smoked up with dust and heat and it was almost impossible to see through it. Everyone gasped in shock as the stared at the huge smoke that was surfacing from where Justin and Zakar had stood.
"What the..." Myia muttered in shock. Her eyes roamed the scene to see if she could sight Zakar.
"I think that is enough of you. You are both lucky I didn't have to strike at the nape of your necks."
Everyone's attention shifted to the speaker. Behold was a male player with blue hair and blue uniform. He had a blue scar on his right eye.
"What the..." Myia mumbled again. The smoke cleared and everyone turned to see if either Zakar or Justin had gotten themselves injured.
Justin showed out first, coughing due to the intense smoke that was suffocating him. Zakar then came out clutching his chest in pain.
"Good. You both are alive." the player said and smiled. Justin grinned in anger.
"You the hell do you think you are?!" Justin exclaimed in anger but the player smiled still.
"My name is Horis but I would not want you calling me. I only stopped because I wanted to protect you two from the wrath of the Guides." the player said calmly.
"Ohh really?" Justin said in mockery but Horis didn't respond. He began leaving.
"You really want to dare me?!" Justin said in pride but Horis turned his head to stare at Justin. A wave of dark blue energy weaved across his eyes.
"You don't want me on you, do you?" Horis said calmly. Justin stared at him and gulped. He could sense the intense aura freezing our this guy.
'I will be dead if I challenged him. He has to be an A rank or an S. I can't risk being his enemy. Not that I didn't know from the initial but I just wanted to make him know that I am brave and I am also strong." Justin thought to himself as he stared at the dark pupils of Horis.
"I will restrain myself from acting just for the respect of the Guides." Justin said and shrugged lightly. Horis smiled lightly.
"Good. You've learned to escape death at an early age."
Zakar stared at Horis as he left the scene. His eyes danced fiercely as he watched him leave. He could understand the power he portrayed and the respect he commanded by just his aura. He wondered how his aura would be if he displayed his SSS rank.
'But then...that fire shot was not done for the effect of flames. That smoke from thar single shot was inhuman. And then it choked one faster than normal. Seems to me like this player is a poison player. Something similar to Sera but with a difference of rank.'
"Zakar!!!" Myia exclaimed as she rushed towards him. Zakar turned to stare at her. Shock etched on his face as he noticed that her face was bruised.
"What...What happened to your face?" Zakar asked and she shivered before touching her face to feel her blood sipping out.
"I...I don't know."
Zakar shrugged and tilted his head to notice that all the rifts had closed. His eyes scanned the hall and noticed that they had increased in number.
[Outcome Of Misson For Team 567::]
[Zakar Zolt: 5 kills]
[Myia Sern: 4 kills]
[Sera Vosk: 1 kills]
[Justin Rels : 0 kills]
[Time expended : 2:45:39]
[345th place]
"Pff. No wonder he got mad. He didn't have a single kill. Not my fault at all." Zakar muttered to himself and scratched the back of his head then he paused for a while.
'What the fuck is the system recording? 345th place! What does that mean? Damn!! I don't understand this system.' Zakar cursed in his thoughts as he took two graceful steps away from the crowd.
Justin stood at a corner expecting a lot of people to gather him for chaos he had caused using Zakar but no one was noticing him.
Sera stood at the other side watching Horis sitting alone and eating. Her eyes roamed over him trying to notice any difference.
"He feels different. Is it because he is Poison Player like I am?" Then a sigh escaped her lips as she buried her face down.
When she raised her face up, she saw no one where Horis had been sitting. Her heart best skipped.
"What the..."
"Any problems?" a guy said as he walked up towards Sera. She shifted her attention to him and shrugged.
"No. Nothing. Just tired." she said as she began leaving.
"You don't have to be. You know I am Dengil a B rank Ice Player and I could—"
"— No worries. I will handle myself." she shot at him and left him speechless.
"His types are just like Justin and they would not last. Such freaks can't survive in this cruel world. I would not like to be close to any of them, not even Justin." Sera muttered to herself in silence as she dashed out.
Myia stood beside a group of players and watched Zakar leave. She had decided not to follow him. He needed rest not after all that bullying and stress. Besides he was injured and she thought it was best of him to stay by himself.
Then suddenly a simultaneous message dropped off in everyone's system.
[Hello everyone. This is Guide Lector. I an addressing you on two major things. First your performance in your first official Mission. I must say I am disappointed but nevertheless there are promising ones amongst you. Out of the numerous teams and players that joined you in this raid, only six hundred persons made it back. Some where trapped in their while others died. It is a pity that they can't return but I could give them a third chance in hell... After I kill them for being weak.
Next, I want to address you all. If you by any chance come across anyone who tries to make you think that this place is a joke report immediately. ]
Then the message disappeared as quickly as it had come.
Myia got the message. Sera got it too. Justin got his while trying to talk a girl in. Kyara got hers. Everyone got the message but...
[False ability attempted]
[False ability attempted]
[False ability attempted]
[False ability attempted]
[False ability attempted]
"What the fuck is this?" Zakar muttered to himself in shock.