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Chapter 146: Boring.
🕑 Added 2024-12-04 18:00:07 +0000 UTC« Chapter-145 | Index | Chapter-147 »
Salim, who was waiting for his turn to fight, turned to Morgan and asked, "How did Ralph achieve such a victory when the opponent seemed to have reached the limit in body level as well?"
Morgan, who had already won his first fight, explained, "It seems that you've just hit the limit in a certain aspect. Reaching the maximum level in body level is merely the first step toward becoming invincible. Ralph combines his superior elemental control with his physical strength to achieve bursts of power far beyond the limit. You could also follow Kara's example—she uses extremely strong skills to surpass the limits."
Clémence, who had been listening nearby, chimed in, "What seems to be capped are the body, energy, and mental levels. But what you can do with a set amount of force depends entirely on your mastery of your power. Ralph seems to be a master at controlling his energy and elements. On top of that, some skills, like supreme skills, naturally overpower lower rated skills in a direct clash."
Morgan nodded and added, "His mental attack is also quite unique. I've never seen such a domineering mental power. It's pure brutality."
Just as Salim was about to respond, Ralph appeared in the middle of the stands and took his seat beside Kara. 'It's not that brutal, don't exaggerate,' he thought, embarrassed by the conversation he overheard.
'I know by now. No matter how strong I get, I will eventually find someone who'll destroy me in seconds after a period of time,' he thought, recalling the sting of his ego being crushed whenever he felt he was above his peers.
'I want to destroy Rachel once for all, find Alius and reach level 180 after leaving this cursed Tower. Then I'll take vacations with Kara.' He thought, keeping his goals in sight.
As another fight concluded, Salim stood up and made his way toward the arena. As Salim stepped into the battlefield, a sudden change in his demeanor caught everyone’s attention.
His posture straightened, his head held high as an intense aura began to radiate from him. His usual easygoing and energetic temperament transformed into something commanding and powerful. Salim’s charisma soared, pulling attention like a force of nature.
“What’s this? I always thought this guy had a weak presence. It feels like he's an entirely different person,” Morgan commented, his brows furrowing in curiosity.
Even Kara, who rarely reacted during fights, raised an eyebrow. “I didn’t know Salim could be so badass.”
Sora smiled at their reactions, knowing that Salim, despite not being the strongest player present, was a trickster, hiding his real identity, just like him.
Scanning his opponent, Sora quickly noticed an issue. 'This isn't looking good.'
Marduk, the player standing opposite Salim, was a powerhouse from the Dwarf Kingdom. It was clear to Sora that Salim’s chances of victory were slim.
As Sora feared, Marduk demonstrated an incredibly powerful command over the [Earth Element], effortlessly dominating the battlefield. His control over the element seemed impossible to see through. Sora’s eyes narrowed as he observed closely, piecing it together. 'He's using a supreme skill.'
Sora sighed when the inevitable happened—Salim was eliminated. Still, his progress had been impressive. Sora sent him a message of encouragement.
[Ralph Eden: You did well, Congratulations on your run.]
[Salim Msakni: Thank you. I'm counting on you to get the top rank! The Ascension Tower is sending me to the 17th floor. Do you want me to wait for you outside? I would love to join your group.]
Sora blinked at the message, glancing at Kara beside him. 'Would Kara even want him in the group?' he wondered, uncertain of her reaction.
[Ralph Eden: We have a few plans as soon as we leave the tower, but maybe we can visit you after. Let me discuss this with Kara.]
[Salim Msakni: No worries, take your time to decide.]
Sora appreciated Salim’s understanding.
Salim waved at the group of humans from a distance as his body began to dissolve, signaling him leaving the 16th floor.
Like everyone else, Sora quietly observed the ongoing battles, analyzing each participant. He focused on gathering understanding about their Innate skills and trying to guess what other players had Supreme skills.
As expected, the players who had made it this far had either reached a limit in one aspect or more or possessed techniques that enabled extreme bursts of power.
'So Pedro’s Innate skill is related to creating items… That was predictable,' Sora thought, watching the quiet but overgeared player. Pedro relied entirely on his items, almost surviving a fight Sora initially thought was unwinnable. But in the end, Pedro fell short and lost.
Emily, however, faced even grimmer odds. Her opponent, a Dragonborn, outclassed her in every aspect of power. She fought as hard as she could, using every bit of her strength to gain the upper hand.
Sora’s brow furrowed as he watched Emily suddenly bite her opponent's neck during a heated exchange. 'What is she doing? Has she lost her mind?' he thought, puzzled.
But then the pieces began to click. 'Her teeth, the blood manipulation, biting during a fight… Don’t tell me she’s a Vampire?' A quiet laugh escaped him as he shook his head. 'What a crazy thought.'
With Emily, Salim, and Pedro eliminated, only Clémence remained to fight. Rising from her seat, she flew to the arena with her axes in hand.
Morgan had once mentioned that Clémence was one of the powerhouses in this trial, and Sora could see why. Her fight was interesting. She dismantled her opponent with strength and speed, her axe throwing techniques honed to perfection.
'She's like Kara, but with a different weapon.' He thought, understanding that Clémence had less time than Kara to develop such mastery over axes.
'Kara, Morgan, Clémence, and me. We're in the top 16,' Sora thought, glancing at the brackets to check everyone's next opponents.
'Kara is facing Kro Nel. Damn it! And Clémence is up against the top player from the Spirit Kingdom. That's just unlucky,' he thought, concern flashing in his eyes. While he wasn’t worried about his own fight or Morgan's, Kara's upcoming battle left him worried.
The order of the fights changed, and Morgan was first to step into the arena. After an intense back-and-forth, he managed to secure a hard-fought victory.
Sora followed, ending his match in a single blow and securing a spot in the top 8.
As Clémence began her fight, Kara turned to Sora. Clémence was struggling against the Spirit Kingdom player, whose skill allowed him to phase out of the battlefield, making it impossible for her to land a hit.
Kara's voice reached Sora’s mind, calm. 'I've seen Kro Nel fight earlier. It seems my path is going to be cut here...'
Sora hesitated, searching for something to say to encourage her, but Kara continued before he could respond. 'Don't worry about me. I've come far enough. But that doesn’t mean I won’t surpass him in the future. I just need... Time. But for now, let’s take a break. I’m tired of fighting.'
Sora nodded, her words resonating with him. 'Agreed. Now that I’m starting to understand more about this world and the kinds of powers people have, I want to help my parents get stronger too. What if someone had the power to harm them, even in the so-called safe areas for civilians?'
Seeing his worry, Kara answered softly, 'Let’s help them then. Maybe it’s also time for you to meet my parents… I’ve mentioned before that they were religious before the World Update. But since then, they’ve chosen an extreme path. Even then, they’re still my parents...'
Her last statement surprised him. Religion had taken many hits after the World Update. The conflicts that arose within and between religious groups had only made matters worse.
Turning to Kara, he said, 'I'll gladly meet them. But do you want them to meet Sora or Ralph?'
The question caught her off guard, reminding her of his ability to switch between identities he already had. She hesitated before sighing. 'They don’t have to meet Sora… I’m not that close with them,' she admitted, her voice betraying pain and regret.
Their conversation drifted as they looked back toward the arena, just in time to see Clémence’s expression change. She appeared startled, as if she was just waking up from an illusion, and there was fear in her eyes as she raised her hand to surrender.
Kara moved toward the center of the arena, waiting for her opponent, her shoulders tense. To reduce the pressure from her fight, she continued exchanging with Sora, savoring their last moments together inside the tower.
The connection between them was suddenly cut off as the barrier separating the fighters appeared.
Kro Nel and Kara seemed to exchange words, and Sora could see Kara’s expression changing as they discussed.
'What is he telling her?' Sora wondered, leaning forward, as if getting a little closer would give him a better understanding of the situation.
As soon as the battle began, Kro Nel vanished from his starting position and appeared directly in front of Kara. The sudden movement left her no time to activate her [Time Acceleration], as the skill, not considered a buff, was unusable during the preparation phase.
Before she could react, Kro Nel delivered a devastating kick. The impact sent her flying across the arena, crashing into the barrier with a force that reverberated through the stands. The battle ended as quickly as it started—a one-hit KO.
'This piece of shit. Can't he tell her to give up?' He thought, hypocritically, as he had done the same in previous fights, but did not bear to see his lover suffer such the same fate. ''Just wait until I’m in the ring with you, Kro Nel.'
Despite his earlier enthusiasm for the battles, Sora found himself growing increasingly detached as the matches dragged on.
Watching the same fighters reuse techniques he had already analyzed was anything but exciting. The outcomes were predictable so he could guess the winner before each fight began.
'This is getting boring,' he thought, glancing at the brackets and hoping the trial would conclude soon.
He watched as Morgan floated toward the arena, aiming for a position in the top 4.
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ThoMiCroN
To reduced->reduce* the pressure from her fight,
