Fallen.
In his past life, Fallen is a weapon solely for the Magic Night Guild. This is a weapon that was used by their legendary class Spellblade and is a menace to everyone once they are hit by an attack.
Zypher always tried to counter him, but all he can do is buy time, and avoid being hit.
In his past life, all their fights were a draw, for he can only run and evade, while pinning him down. In gamer's term, it is called Box-1.
And in that box, they are just waiting for their teammates to arrive or one of them exhausts their strength.
But now, he is holding a card in his sleeves, ready to pounce on them.
And the sudden mission? It was rare to see a ??? as a reward. It may be a game-changer or something that can pull him down.
But well, a mission is a mission. And after this, the town may be saved because of him.
With the two half-moons on each of his fists, he closed it and grabbed the two as much as he could.
Feeling the same feelings as his past life, his skills and memories about the half-moon chakrams resurfaced.
A fine weapon, good for long and short ranges, and is a certain menace if used carefully.
"Heh. You think a simple weapon can break me?"
The kid in black said as she pulled a lightning bolt.
This lightning bolt is dark in color, with purple hue as highlights, and sizzles and crackles from time to time.
"Surely I don't."
Zypher said as he lunged himself forward, running towards the lady.
"Pathetic."
The lady then formed a sickle out of the lightning bolt as she too, ran towards Zypher.
In game, a level 1 cannot face someone like a semi-final boss.
But, that gap isn't insurmountable.
With the right skills, right items, right upgrades and right rank, the level gap is crossed, and a lower level can fight a higher level one.
Yet, there are also prerequisites.
Sometimes, the higher levels are also as skilled, or also having items, upgrades and ranks.
Here comes the hidden elements of the game: class, titles, passives, spells, and many more.
And right now, the battle is one-sided. Zypher is losing.
All of it, including everything, he is three steps short.
May be in speed, attack power, the speed of conjuring a spell, or in any pattern he can think of.
He can only dodge and sway his body to avoid being one-shotted.
Yet, in this chaotic fight, his mind is simply calculating. No fears, no nervousness, nothing, just pure intellectual data and focus at the fight that is in front of him.
"Slippery eel." The lady said as she sweeped Zypher's legs, yet to her surprise, he jumped up into the air, and did a backflip.
She gnashed her teeth in annoyance, but all she can do is attack again. She made an upward slash using her scythe, only to be dodged by him mid air, using his momentum and spinning.
This move created a gap on her attack, but he cannot attack as he is slower than her.
In short, he can only use tactics.
SWISH!
As he was falling, he merged his chakram and fired towards her. This sudden gap in her attack was fully exploited by him, and a wound appeared on her body for the first time.
The chakram flew back, but it was not the only one who went towards him, but also a lady with madness in her eyes.
"You stupid pest!"
Taking his angle, he caught his chakram again and jumped to the air, splitting it in half as he blocked the incoming attack.
"RUN!" He shouted as he sees the others watching the fight.
In truth, he is still too far from ending this fight, but all he can do now is send them away from here to at least fight with everything he has.
The others scrambled away, but as they were running, the Frost Fire Wraith jumped onto them.
Being away from ome another, Zypher knew that he cannot save everyone, and so, he threw his chakram towards where the wraith is going, only for her to smirk and change directions.
And yes, the direction she went on was Zypher.
She knew that he is the most dangerous one in their group, plus that weapon, she can only fight him and figuring out what's about to happen.
This weapon made this person unfathomable, and so, by sending his weapon away, she can massacre him with ease.
But that was wishful thinking.
As soon as Jayce and the others got out, a sudden burst of explosion happened.
It was not a loud booming sound, but like cymbals clapping each other.
It was a deep metallic clang that even the others who got out was bothered when they heard it.
It was the bomb created from the shavings that Zypher did get one time. These shavings created a sudden eruption that can kill any low levels.
But now, in dace of the wraith, it only shaved her life by 5%.
Wraiths, phantoms, and ghosts all originate from the same entity: the soul.
This is why thunder is too shaking that our souls are bothered. And in this moment, because of her constitution as a soul, the damage she can block became unbearable.
With the bombs he made, he has a short numbers of it, but he can definitely end this fight.
His chakram flew back, and the rage in the wraith's eyes are thick.
As rage filled her head, laughter began to echo inside the room.
Zypher, who saw this change, abruptly stopped calculating.
"You are one hell of a sh*t."
Black aura began to manifest in her body, as it seeped through her skin, her eyes turned black and irises turned red.
Her demeanor became of a crazy woman, and in just short minutes, her body grew in size, creating an intangible feel to it.
"You've asked for this." She said as multiple spells was being conjured in her place.
There were arrows, javelins, fireballs and even poisonous fogs that was going around.
"See you in hell, mothrfck*r!"
All of these attacks were to overwhelm Zypher and kill him.
But what she didn't expect was the chakram that was floating around.
SWOOSH! SWOOSH!
Everytime the chakram spun, a spell will be wilted down.
But, there was an attack that Zypher can't dodge nor dispel.
"You dumb sht!"
"You pest!"
"Little piece of horse dung!"
"Yo mama so fat, that when she gave birth to you, you looked like a shit coming out of her."
"Yo mama so dumb, when she was in labor of you, she thought it was because of indigestion."
Yes. That kind of AI.
Zypher, knowing this is a game, with realism, calmed his irk down and continued on dodging.
With this kind of all-out battle, all he can do is predict and look where the next attacks will fall down.
And, he was also controlling the chakram as it flew around.
With an annoyed face, like a person trying to catch a fly buzzing around them, the wraith decided that it was enough.
Her body, that is now four meters tall became stopped, but this was the moment that Zypher knew, he messed up.
Like snakes and roots gorging up it's prey, all the powers became threads and crawled up her body.
This, is one of the Final Phases of the Queen of Wraith, but now, seeing that the witch use the same cannot compare to the power of the Queen.
"Sh*t!"
As Zypher tried to control the chakram, the force of the transformation forcefully dismantled the momentum of the chakram.
SWOOOSH!
By now, Zypher knew how messed up the situation is.
The Poison Witch of the Wraith Kingdom.
The Wraith Queen.
Plus the Frost Fire Witch of the Dark League.
These kind of bosses are available in the game?
Yes.
The program of the game is not simple. All algorithms are like playing a lifelike game, or being sent to another world.
The sense of realism is too good!
But, this is not the time to be happy.
"Zypher!" Leonie shouted as they hid. The power of the Witch is too much for them to handle, and the fear has already crept up their spines.
Looking at the monstrosity in front of him, a sudden thought sprang in his mind.
A final bout with the said monstrosity.
After transforming, the Witch looked at Zypher like it saw an ant that it needed to step on.
With a sudden streak in the air, she stepped forward, and her hand grabbing the air.
Throwing the chakram, Zypher somersaults and he grabbed a rock nearby, and slid himself down to dodge the incoming stream of air.
The chakram bounced of some walls, and gained momentum, though little by little.
"HIDE! ANT!"
As she shouted, she stomped on the ground, and a few debris flew up.
Adding with these debris are few stems, fire bolts and ice spears that was sent everywhere.
Zypher knew that this fight is almost impossible, but one thing in his mind right now is for this montrosity to not be able to go out of the place.
And so, he threw a bomb towards the Witch.
"FUTILE!"
With a wave of her hand, the bomb stopped in front of her, but little did she know that this would cost her life.
FUTOOM!
A soft yet damp sound rang out.
In reality, this bomb is the most powerful bomb that he crafted.
Although they have the same components, the sheer volume of the bomb powders inside is larger.
A shriek rang out, but it's not the end. She was disoriented, jut still threw the skill.
All the debris from earlier was then sent out, but Zypher knew what to do.
Instead of fighting head on, he hid, and waited for the "rain" to stop.
But just waiting makes the place he hid look like a hedgehog, and the walls are falling.
Little by little, the rain of debris became fiercer, and was so close to digging a hole on the wall he is sitting, but Zypher knew.
He knew that this will end.
Because, although this is a world of magic, natural laws exist here.
No one can fire too much magic without even exhausting their energies.
The chakram, which he threw earlier, hit some of the debris, and created a mini tornado.
And now, as if a gun was fired, Zypher started sprinting.
"THERE YOU ARE!"
After that, all the debris that was sent outwards converge into one place, all to where the running man is going.
As he was running, he jumped, slid and weaved through everything.
As soon as he saw some gaps on the attacks, he knows that it is time to counterattack.
He pulled his hand, sending mana to the chakram to follow a path.
And this time, a few bombs flew.
Like a falcon, he waved his hand like a wing, and the chakram then followed a peculiar path, but that path, is where the bombs were.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The chakram then grew stronger, and as a last resort, Zypher rant towards the Witch.
Facing the incoming debris, he ran, jumped, somersaulted and slid to dodge all the incoming attacks.
The gaps were now bigger, which made the dodging easier.
And now, the final phase of his plan is coming.
Locking in, he put the last, and final bomb on his hand, and jumped as high as he could.
"CHAKRAM!"
He shouted as he pulled mana on the air to guide the chakram, and the fully spinning chakram arrived in a blink of an eye.
"YOU!"
As she shouted, Zypher took a spon mid air, guiding the chakram's mana, and it hit the Witch.
Her arms crossed to block it, but the lacerating power plus the centripetal force destroyed her hand and lodged it to her chest.
And stopped.
Yes, the chakram did not even bury itself too deep, only a fourth of the chakram got under.
Looking at Zypher who was now rolling on the ground, she laughed as she prepared for the next attack, but then, after Zypher stood up, his lips went into a weird curve.
"Boom!" He muttered under his breath.