Chapter 214: Expected but Unexpected
Finally, the probing seemed to end as Ahlond took the lead.
With a heavy swing of his sword.
Yuliya braced herself, clashing swords with a loud “clang,” skillfully redirecting the energy to her advantage, almost skimming along the edge of the blade, readying her first counterattack.
A hefty strike left an opening, obviously carrying a recoil.
But as she stepped forward, intuition screamed at her, and she redirected her sword back to block.
Another loud ring of steel clashed through the air.
The force was substantial; Yuliya nearly buckled under the pressure of her hasty defense.
But wait, that wasn’t the end—more strikes followed like an aggressive ex!
Yuliya knew she couldn’t take another hit, and in a flash, she used a blink spell, leaping back defensively.
In the next moment, the ground where she’d stood erupted in chaos.
Ahlond barely managed to pull back from his initial mighty blow.
One sword swing turned into a barrage—this guy was tricky!
Yuliya knitted her brows in frustration.
At this rate, even if her opponent showed a weakness, she couldn’t dare to retaliate. Who knew if it was a trap or an honest gap?
Ahlond seemed a bit surprised himself; he really hadn’t expected Yuliya to dodge that attack.
So he ramped up his pursuit.
With the opponent’s moves still somewhat elusive, Yuliya lunged and retreated, using her speed and agility—classic guerilla tactics.
Naturally, Ahlond adapted, shifting his attacks from single strikes to area-of-effect mayhem.
With one swing, it was as if a hundred swords rang out, covering a massive area in his assault.
Facing this onslaught, Yuliya’s first instinct was to blink away, but the second strike came with a similar setup.
If she tried to tank it, the aftershocks would bleed her dry.
From an outside perspective, Yuliya was simply being swatted like a fly, with her health bar plummeting, chugging health potions like they were soda.
This wasn’t going to work! Riding the rhythm of her enemy would only take her into the abyss.
Following another blink, Yuliya decided, “Enough dodging!” and answered with her own area attack.
Sure, switching to a mage mode from this distance seemed a bit silly, but unexpected strikes can lead to unexpected outcomes!
After that round of running—let’s just call it what it was, fleeing while slightly brawling—Yuliya had come to a realization.
This War God Ahlond had a tough time knocking her out!
Sure, she might be just a player, but her stats were no joke—she just lacked that glorious boss health bonus.
Suddenly, both were trading blows like it was the hottest new game show.
Yuliya took a hit, down to half health, and chugged a health potion.
Meanwhile, Ahlond also bore witness to his health, only sitting at around 70-80%.
Huh? What’s going on?
Yuliya was utterly shocked.
Since the two laid eyes on each other, she’d only managed to deal effective damage during that one exchange, and it certainly wasn’t that devastating.
She blinked, focusing back on the boss, pulling up his stats chart.
There it was, loud and clear:
【Health: /】
Wait a minute! He didn’t start with full health, did he?
Earlier, when he began moving, she didn’t give it much thought because he was already on the offense.
But thinking it over now, this was pretty unreasonable.
Sure, this might be a special zone where deaths don’t reset, but are there really other players who could stumble in here and knock down his health by a tenth?
Four-player teams might get wiped out in seconds, leaving no guarantee they’d even get a hit in!
Considering she’d only knocked off some health with her area spell and he was still above 80%, that made no sense.
So… is he slowly depleting health on his own?
With the thought in mind, she decided to test it.
Yuliya charged forward in a faux attack, putting in just 30% effort, saving 70% for a speedy getaway.
After a few exchanges, she took a minor hit and then retreated.
As expected, she hadn’t caused any damage, yet the boss’s health slipped!
And the more fierce the battle became, the faster his health was dropping!
A smirk crept onto Yuliya’s face, victory strategies forming in her mind.
Patience—just wear him down!
Alright, I’m basically a walking alchemist now.
“Little Moon! Toss me some health potions! Drop them, and then back off—I’ll grab them!”
See? Having someone around is beneficial!
Little Moon was proving to be quite the MVP!
Yuliya was resolute: she was going to outlast this guy!
But Ahlond seemed to catch on, ramping up his relentless assault.
While his health might be dropping like crazy, the pressure on Yuliya surged through the roof.
Now unrestrained, each attack from Ahlond radiated with an epic flair.
With sword energy surging, one strike was more vicious than the last.
Each heavy swing shattered the ground and sent shockwaves rippling outward.
Every casual motion conjured countless sword shadows, and with a single step, he could overpower mountains.
Even what should’ve been routine attacks seemed somehow boosted exponential times, leaving Yuliya scrambling to respond.
“What the heck! This guy is totally cheating!”
Yuliya struggled to keep pace, grumbling under her breath, but her mind was crystal clear.
A War God, indeed—clearly born for battle.
Gods seemed to possess some cryptic strength, wielding power over certain domains. Obviously, this War God specialized in combat enhancements.
If his level 20 clone was this powerful, it left her with wild thoughts about how fierce his true form would be!
Watching her health potions whittle away, Yuliya felt a twinge of panic.
Ahlond might be losing health rapidly, but he still had nearly half intact!
She was reaching her limit!
In this situation, choosing to attack now would be downright foolish.
Little master, there’s still more in this chapter! Click to the next page to keep reading — you won’t want to miss what’s coming!
The output from any offensive was insignificant, only speeding her on the path to oblivion.
So what now? Let’s pause for now and come back to whittle him down tomorrow?
That’s not a bad idea!
With this thought, Yuliya started to relax a bit.
She made sure d*ath in this dungeon wouldn’t affect the outside world.
Come to think of it, she hadn’t died in all her game time—wasn’t she a bit curious about what that experience might hold?
Still, she felt slightly guilty about Little Moon, who she had promised to help level up.
During the next strike, Yuliya’s sword was knocked away, and at that moment, she just shut her eyes, welcoming the inevitability of d*ath.
She heard the roar of the wind, the hum of swords, the footsteps of demise closing in.
But then, a shout shattered the dark void enveloping her.
“Little Yuliya!!!!”
Before Yuliya even had a chance to respond, a wave of spatial energy appeared before her.
Wait… is that a blink spell?!
She jerked her eyes open.
In the next instant, Xu Xiaoyue stood before her, arms wide open, shielding her from danger.
This… Nope, nope! Why is this happening?!
“Little Moon!!!”
Yuliya immediately yanked Xu Xiaoyue down, meeting her with a frantic roll to the side.
Ahlond’s attack came charging in, a storm of sword energies.
Yuliya sensed the tight embrace around her, noticed Xu Xiaoyue’s health plunging while she herself remained mostly unharmed.
Her heart raced.
It shouldn’t be like this!
“What the heck! This is my fault! I should’ve warned Little Moon earlier!”
