"You wish I deal with him, my queen?"
The man and Emilia Scorce were having a conversation inside their transparent barrier, each of them being prepared to fight.
"Oh, that guy. Heh," She let out a small giggle, "Yeah, I couldn't care less. Just make sure to deal some serious damage, Zenos. He really pissed me off earlier." She finished, putting her demonic weapon down.
Zenos was a six-foot handsome man, just as tall as this new Zylus, no less. He had shiny white slick-back hair and a white tee with white joggers. Three golden chains circled his neck. He had slightly tanned skin with gorgeous sky blue eyes.
As Zenos and Zylus met eye to eye. Zenos wondered one thing…
"I heard you messed with my little princess back there." He grinned, smashing his right arm's tightened fist into his left arm's palm. "Get ready to die."
Zenos pointed his Demonic weapon towards Zylus, in clear arrogance.
His weapon was black brass knuckles. Each one tightened around his fist. But each knuckle had a small aura that encompassed it. Still though, Zylus didn't care much; he didn't retreat, he was just there. Grinning, prepared to fight Zenos.
"Oh, I see," Zylus smiled, "Well, if you're gonna introduce your tool, I might as well introduce this baby." He raised his hand forward as the black katana began shaping into his palm.
[Weapon Materialising: Demonic Katana]
[Combat: Imminent]
[User is Extremely Excited]
[Secret Objective Unlocked: Deal 50HP to Your Target!]
[Secret Objective Info: If User Wishes To Deal More Than 50 Damage, There Will Be Consequences With The System]
[Accept Or Reject?]
Secret objective, cool.
[Accepted!]
I could deal with this fool in no more than 50 damage and in no less than that amount. But I get nothing for completing it? Odd.
Zenos grew angry, "Your smile really pisses me off. You know that?"
Without a response, Zylus smirked even more now, aiming to get on his nerves.
"Combatants! Go on your own corners to exchange your final words!" That same artificial voice came from above, as both men listened. Then, the voice from the speakers above continued, "The user must deal 50 HP to their opponent! Whoever can do this first will come out victorious through a loud siren on the speaker! We detect each user's health using a special artefact, which assists in connecting everyone's Demonic System into a technological device for our engineers. If you still proceed in beating your opponent even after you've won, you will be electrified and disqualified. Eliminating not only you… But your teammate as well!"
This isn't adding up. What if I slash someone's face right away? Are they just going to let me kill them?
"Also!" The artificial voice from above continued, cutting off Zylus's thoughts… "Any wounds that are considered fatal are automatically healed by one of our head leaders in this organisation! Even if it meant ripping someone's body apart, they will be healed rapidly. This person will be watching every single fight, so no worries about anything. So go all out, but remember, if you get slashed even once in the head, that's that, you've lost 50 HP! So try to dodge anything lethal. Good luck!" Then, the ai voice disappeared, as the transparent boxes began appearing around Michael and Emilia once more. They were now the spectators.
"Combatants may… FIGHT!"
The speaker again… thought it was over with. Whatever.
Zenos began closing in the distance on Zylus, jumping from left to right in a perfect orthodox mode, getting ready to hit a fatal blow.
"Hey, kid-" Zenos was cut off guard.
[User Wishes To Try A Level 9 Technique!]
[Systemic Flow Will Reduce To Fifty Per Cent if the Combatant Continues!]
"Yeah yeah, this is gonna be the final blow either way. Well, Systemic Flow is just my stamina. So this might be a gamble…" Zylus whispered to himself while Zenos continued to close off the distance between them.
It's a gamble, but… False Body Deception Technique.
SLASH!
[User Dealt 20HP Towards His Opponent]
[User Missed Dealing A Fatal Blow]
[Systemic Flow Depleted By 50 Per cent]
"Damn it, I just missed. But you're pretty quick to be honest." Zylus said, glaringly.
Zenos smiled nervously, "Jeez. Where'd you learn that trick? I thought you were a lower class… That was nearly it for me. But now is your time."
Zylus, using this newly found technique, had depleted half of how much stamina he initially had. With this said, it was a gamble… and he knew the consequences. This technique allows its user to appear anywhere near the target, unexpectedly, enabling him to go 75mph. Zylus chose to go to Zenos's right side, but it didn't work because the teleportation was inaccurate. Zylus had just recently unlocked this move after all. And Zenos himself was no slow poke; he caught on in the final seconds, moving his right arm in behind to block with his brass knuckles.
[User is in Extreme Danger!]
[Win Probability: 10%]
Bang!
After Zylus gambled with his technique, Zenos began rushing in, almost as if he knew Zylus had been depleted.
Bam! Swift!
Zenos began throwing constant punches towards Zylus, from above, below, to his right, left, and even from behind. It was as if Zenos was going in constant speeding motion, moving at 50 Mph.
"All I could really do is block, eh," Zylus whispered as he continued shifting his katana in each direction to block those brass knuckled punches.
Even with that defence, it still didn't help him defend against those attacks fully.
[Hp: Reduced By 5!]
[Hp: Reduced By 2!]
[Hp: Reduced by 3!]
"What's the matter?!" Zenos yelled, each consecutive blow became more powerful than the last. "Can't dodge this?! What happened to that cocky mentality?!"
[Hp: Reduced By 7]
Fuck, this gonna hurt.
Suddenly, Zenos lowered his right arm, showing clear tiredness. Zylus saw this as an opportunity to counter-
YES! This is it!
"Predicted," Zenos whispered.
He purposely lowered his guard so Zylus would think he had an opening. In doing this, he then shifted his stance by punching Zylus's arm, forcing him to drop his only weapon.
"FUCK!" Zylus screamed in pain.
Zenos then grabbed Zylus's face. "Ready for pain?"
Bang!
Zylus got smashed right into the floor; Zenos's grip didn't let his face escape. Right after he lifted Zylus back up, he threw him against the wall. "And that's that," Zenos whispered.
Michael's conscious state has now slightly degraded once more. Watching his newly found friend being tossed like a ragdoll has now washed away his only hope.
Emilia smiled pleasantly, as if she was ready to experience this for her entire life.
"Why isn't the voice from above saying anything? He's clearly not getting up." Zenos whispered, looking upward as he cleaned away the blood from his brass knuckles.
[Hp Reduced By 82!]
[Health Remaining: 1]
[If the User Loses, He Will Be Dealt With Severe Consequences.]
So this is it, eh. I mean, I'm already less than 50 HP.
"Zylus's health is at exactly 51HP!" The voice from above beat, but this was a shock to both of them.
A shock to Zylus as his system appeared otherwise.
And a shock to Zenos, thinking he had dealt way more than the requirement.
Which he definitely did, but something was odd. And somebody had hacked the system.
Is my system… messing with those guys above?