Vanguard of the Eternal Night

Chapter Ch147 - National Competition – Mage End

translator: xiin

editor: kara

At this moment, the commentators and the audience all sighed at the same time, “Don’t fight with Odin in the air!”

But, it was too late!

At this time, two stunning arc lights had already cut through the heated air!

They saw Crimson’s health bar flashing like crazy, and he’d already fallen below 30% of health in just a single moment.

As soon as he’d realized his mistake, he’d already opened up a Flame Shield to absorb some of the fire and physical damage. Unfortunately, it was broken through in the blink of an eye!

The fire brought over by Odin’s blade had even left a burning mark on the shield, burning the translucent shield until it had broken.

After the shield had collapsed, Crimson resolutely chose to deal a wave of damage!

He used what he could and chose the instant lightning spell that couldn’t be dodged or broken by ‘Spellbreak Blade’!

At this time, Odin, who’d suffered from splash damage from various spells as well as burn damage from the environment, had also dropped to below 50% of health.

The fall had lasted about 1.5 seconds, and both players fell into the magma at the same time. At that moment, nobody had been able to free themselves to adjust their falling position––

They were competing to see who could be more ruthless, who would be more indifferent to life and death!

Who would dare to have a life-or-death fight in hell?

At the moment when the bubbling magma fire had almost licked at Crimson’s mage robe, Crimson finally lost!

His next instant-cast spell was ‘Path of Ice’ that obviously formed an ice path. It dealt very little damage, but at this moment, it was more important for Crimson to remain above the magma!

The overflowing lava constantly emitted sizzling noises. The frost dissolved into a white fog at Crimson’s feet, but it also formed a black rock that the mage could stand on.

As for Odin, he’d thrown two darts in advance. Before they had sunken into the lava, he stepped on them and used the force to return to a massive volcanic rock nearby.

Crimson stood on the lava and quickly began to prepare his next spell. At this time, because he was too close to the magma, the rate at which his health was dropping had risen sharply!

The audience was thrilled and exclaimed in shock.

At this time, the team leader commented, “When the opponent is fierce and radical, Crimson will also follow suit.”

Victor, who was by his side, might not know anything else, but he was certain about one thing, “My Four isn’t playing radically––you might see him playing explosively, but in fact, his heart is as cold as ice.”

Lava wasn’t enough to affect Odin’s mood. Not to mention fierce fighting, there was nothing in the world that could shake a master assassin on a mission.

He was in charge of everyone else’s death, and he had never cared about his own death.

These missiles were densely packed like a rain of arrows. They were closely connected with each other and arranged in a formation like a swarm of bees.

He’d already found the best way to avoid having his spells be broken by Spellbreak Blade––which was to create a steady stream of small structures!

Odin only had two blades. He couldn’t move as fast as magic!

His idea was perfect, and Odin really was unable to tear apart all the missiles. However, he’d never thought of destroying them all!

At this time, he’d just landed on the volcanic rock for a brief moment. He suddenly jumped off from the edge of the huge black rock––

Flash!

“Lord Four has charged into the magma!!” The commentators cried, “Too fierce!”

These two players were both very harsh on themselves; Crimson had jumped down from the 50-meter waterfall right at the start, and Odin was jumping into the magma with only a fraction of his health left!

The team leader: “In this kind of competition, there’s no opportunity for self-protection or traps. As long as you can kill the opponent first, you’ll win!”

Crimson had his hands open as he stood facing the air. He controlled the missiles in the sky, drawing out countless graceful tracks as he sent them chasing after Odin one by one.

As for Odin, he aimed for the mage, who was standing on the surface of the lava. He used another Flash to arrive right in front of him and followed up with a kick!

Crimson suddenly retreated with the force of this attack, but he then saw a cold light flash in front of his eyes. He moved back like a startled goose, and the attack missed, skimming milliliters away from his brow––

Crimson also used Flash at that instant!

He left behind the small, black rock that Odin had then stepped on. He flipped his dagger and hit the two nearest arcane missiles with two clanging sounds.

Crimson began to control the movement of the missiles again, but Odin had already used Flash again and arrived in front of him!

He was too fast. He was forcing his opponent to fight with him constantly! When faced with Odin’s pursuit, it wasn’t enough to continuously release magic, and there wasn’t enough time to put effort into setting up the battle situation perfectly. Even blinking was a luxury, and in order to keep up with the rhythm of the game, his opponent had to make use of all fighting potential and instinct in their body.

Crimson’s thinking had directly entered the stage where he was solely relying on his experience and instinctive reactions. His next instant spell was ‘Ice Cloak’!

This spell did very little damage like ‘Path of Ice’, but it could automatically slow down enemies within melee range. After a certain period of time, a freezing effect would be triggered, and the speed at which Crimson’s own health was burning away would also be delayed.

However, Odin had charged straight in to kill him despite the magma. How could he be forced back by a deceleration effect?

At this time, the team leader commented, “Odin’s foothold is too precarious...”

After he had finished speaking, the commentators finally called out, “Odin is using the ice path that Crimson left behind as a foothold!”

The red and black lava flowed down slowly like a thick river. The black rock formed by rapid cooling was barely remaining afloat, and the two competitors couldn’t help but slowly rise and fall as they stood on the lava river, slowly making their way downstream.

Crimson’s foothold was completely formed by magic, and that fact alone had been enough to make other people shocked. Odin had gone even further though and had completely made use of Crimson’s foothold!

Over these scattered, floating footholds, Odin was actually able to start up his Shadow Dance!

Every step seemed to require extreme force, and every attack was like a desperate move as he walked over the fire, but he didn’t fall and was even able to constantly remain close enough to attack Crimson.

This cruel hellish environment changed rapidly, and Crimson subconsciously used another instant spell to create a big explosion––

The shockwave lifted both of them into the air again!

In mid-air, Odin turned around in an instant and shot out another dart!

His landing was more delicate than a cat’s as he once again used that small amount of force, lifting off the dart and finding a new place to land.

At this moment, the two players were five meters away from each other, and there was no place for them to stand steady.

Both of them were at critical health.

Crimson once again casted the spell for the arcane missiles––attack! He squeezed out his last bit of strength, wanting to aim at his enemy’s throat first! Odin had to die so that he could live!

Odin’s figure also launched up into the air in an instant. His darts flew at Crimson through the air, but they were completely ignored––

It wasn’t until he was about to fall into the lava that he threw out his short sword, Song of Triumph. He used its momentum and Flashed, coming into Crimson’s melee-attack range!

After having lost one of his blades, Odin pulled out a dart, pressed his thumb against the palm of his hand, and positioned the tip beneath his four fingers, slashing straight at his enemy’s throat!

Flying missiles flew over from behind him!

Odin started up Shadow Dance again!

His dagger, Deep Silence, leapt up like a snake and stabbed into Crimson’s heart.

Crimson’s health was now at 20%!

Odin used his Shadow Dance to arrive beside Crimson, and his right hand with the dart slit across the other’s throat before flying out, colliding into an arcane missile with a ‘ping’ sound!

Another missile hit him from behind. Odin took a step forward and performed a beautiful forward somersault. The light from his dagger actually formed a circle––

“Forgetting Worries’s technique!” The commentators shouted excitedly.

Then came another series of Shadow Dance!

Two darts slid into his palm and took away another chunk of Crimson’s health before flying out unerringly!

This was the first time that Odin had used darts as a weapon in close combat. Nobody had known that he was so versatile; he was just like a master-level assassin who could kill people using all kinds of props!

Crimson’s health had been pushed down to 10%!

At that moment, the effect from his Ice Cloak spell activated, triggering the deceleration skill!

The Shadow Dance lagged for a brief moment, and Crimson found a chance to use a shockwave, pushing Odin outwards!

At this moment, everyone’s hearts jumped up into their throats.

Odin was in the air with 30% of his health left, and arcane missiles were coming at him from all directions, whistling around with him at the center.

At this moment, his right hand had been frozen by the Ice Cloak.

Odin resolutely waved his hand and tossed his dagger, Deep Silence, in his left hand. It landed gently on the undulating, roaring magma––

Flash!

Odin once again entered the close-combat range, and Crimson’s pupils contracted. His last spell was abruptly cut off!

System judgement: Crimson had been silenced.

Odin hadn’t yet used the last dart he had left. Instead, he’d clasped Crimson’s throat with his bare hands!

The impact of this movement was so great that Crimson fell backwards––

Odin stood on the small bit of rock beneath his feet, his right hand locked tightly on Crimson’s throat. He used Flash again!

This Flash was definitely the slowest Flash he’d ever used since his debut, but it was the most lethal one!

––Odin hurled Crimson directly into the protruding stone to the right of the river of lava!

Crimson’s remaining health emptied out instantly!

In the last second before Crimson turned into a white streak of light, he could see Odin’s pupils–-

That pair of magnificent, pure, dark golden pupils were like those of an evil dragon immersed in killing. There was nothing covering up the intent flowing out of them––it was the cruel and violent catharsis of endless power.

Crimson’s heart was suddenly filled with an idea: a demon king...

Amidst the white light, Odin released the hand that had been holding his opponent’s throat. The flames gave his hair a bright red, burning appearance, and his dark golden pupils shrank back to their normal size.

The scene finally came to a close, and his figure gradually blurred into that golden red light.

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