Chapter 1132 Resentful Losers
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It happened out of nowhere, as the audience watched silently and in awe, and as everything was happening at the same time, someone started walking downstairs towards the arena. Following them there were several other people.
Their appearance seemed mostly human, but their clothes looked strange, almost fused with their skin, black armor with several spikes, and red-colored eyes made of jewels. At first, nobody really paid attention, but once they got in the way of their view, some complained.
Despite their strange appearances, they emanated no threatening auras, completely hiding them somehow.
The audience was unable to react in time, believing they were just weirdos.
"Hey, who are you freaks?! Get off the stage, we can't watch-"
However, when they already tried to get them off the place, it was too late.
"Silence, trash."
A dry response from the voice of a man that seemed completely self-absorbed, his crimson eyes full of scorn and hatred, yet he seemed oddly calm.
His appearance, his expressions, and his voice… They didn't fit him; it was almost as if he had been possessed by something.
Something else.
And then, an explosion of darkness and purple lightning erupted, shaking the entire Arena. They were unable to see it, but the man had swung his blade so fast they weren't even able to run away in time.
BOOOM!
The rulers, who were assessing Planta's creation, suddenly were alarmed, and so the rest of the participants. The entire arena rumbled, as the skies began to turn dark…
"W-What was that?!" Melisa panicked.
Planta and her group had responded incredibly slowly and were caught off guard by the explosion too! Smoke covered a section of the Arena, as Planta's eyes widened in shock.
The smoke dissipated to reveal the dismembered bodies of a few innocent bystanders, Planta and everyone's eyes widened in utter disbelief.
And a blonde man stood in front of these people that met a horrible end, sheathing his sword as if nothing, and then glaring back at Planta with utter hatred.
"Who the fuck is that guy?!" Mark asked.
"Their presences were almost null!" Ambil said.
"T-That's…! They killed people?!" Erdragon screamed.
"The hell?!" Goldanaba panicked just as much.
"T-This is…!" Horshen was left out of words.
"I couldn't sense their presences at all!" Planta gritted her teeth in utter frustration. "Everyone, we need to evacuate, someone, something is-"
Planta was trying to help everyone evacuate, the sudden shift of scenes from her happily seeing Ambil's creation come to fruition to a sudden murder in front of everyone was too much even for her.
But before she could do anything else, a dozen people wearing black armor suddenly jumped towards them, led by a woman.
The woman looked strangely familiar to Melisa, as her crimson eyes widened in surprise, recognizing her!
"Wait, is that…?!"
Melisa stepped back in shock as she saw a giant black whip, covered with demonic black and dark red flames suddenly reach her.
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"Kill them all! Melisa is mine though!"
And a black whip reached Melisa, about to hit her with tremendous force at the same time as a dozen other people, covered with similar demonic armor tried to assault the rest.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Explosions of demonic black, purple, and red colored flames bombarded the entire arena, as the audience panicked, the screams of hundreds of people reverberating across everywhere!
Yet…
As the smoke dissipated, a blue and green colored barrier was revealed, having protected the king and the queen from the damage, and well, all participants.
"I knew it, you're Teressa…"
Planta's eyes turned draconic in seconds, as she glared at the woman leading the group of dozens of other people, whose eyes seemed completely red, their expressions blank. She assumed they were not themselves, but somehow they were being controlled by those black armors covering their bodies.
"Hahaha! Last time we didn't even get to talk to one another, Planta!" the woman laughed. "But it seems you DO recognize me! The woman you looked down so much, aren't you surprised now? I've changed… I've become stronger! I am no longer a weakling alchemist!
I chose that class only to earn money, I never knew that this game world would be so rigged with ridiculously overpowered players! I just wanted to make money, but at the end, isn't this the same as the real world?! Those in power always abuse the poor and hardworking people!"
"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Planta roared, unsheathing Gram and Excalibur's Replica she took from ArthurPendragon, both divine swords glowing brightly with her Divine Spiritual Draconic Aura. "You've gone mad! Nobody was abusing you; you were abusing other hardworking people! Melisa will no longer work for you… And what has happened to you?! Teressa, you're wielding the power of Demons!
That's too dangerous and-"
"SHUT UP! Do you think you have the authority to tell me what to do, or what I should do with my life, or with those bitches that work for me?!" Teressa screamed, her whip beginning to charge with power again. "You have NO right to take away my employees, you filthy WHORE!"
With a furious and monstrous scream that reverberated across the entire arena, Teressa's whip hit the barrier Planta made.
CRAAASH!
The barrier held on incredibly well.
Only for something strange to occur, as the whip itself suddenly began to spread pure demonic energy into the barrier, making its entire runic structure fall apart.
BOOOM!
And the entire barrier exploded into pieces.
"Planta's barrier was broken?!" the Queen muttered, standing up. "That power can't be normal!"
"Hahah…! HAHAHAHA! Yeah! I also discovered this fucking game always does things fair anyways!" laughed Teressa. "When I got fucked like that by you, I ended getting a new opportunity. And NPC gave me a new Quest, and a new Power… And I am ready to take down the top dogs and become the strongest Player now!
I wonder how much MONEY you make, Plantaaaa!"
"Money?! Is that the only thing you care about?!"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
As Teressa laughed, she and her servants rushed towards Planta and the rest of the participants, the queen, and the king at once.
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