Volume 10 Bugs Chapter 54: First Battle, Turning Defeat into Victory
When the Undead Lich Ghost saw his second opponent stepping onto the ring, he was stunned at first, then he showed a confident and relaxed smile, and couldn't help but raise his thumb proudly, as if he had already won the duel before the battle began, and he didn't take the opponent in front of him seriously at all.
His arrogant self-confidence was not entirely unfounded, because the one who appeared before him was neither the magician Fei Yin who was proficient in all kinds of ice magic combat skills, nor the beast tamer Yan Zhen who was comparable to him in summoning beasts and long-range attacks (he certainly didn't know that Yan Zhen's three combat pets were completely incapable of meeting the needs of a one-on-one duel), but the only one among the remaining opponents who was wearing armor, holding a sword and shield, and was obviously relying on brute force to fight close combat with his opponents - the battle warrior.
Of course, we all know that person is me.
Although we believe that the omniscient and omnipotent Supreme God created the world we live in with a completely benevolent and fair concept, distributing the power and opportunity of survival equally to all creatures in the world, sometimes we have to admit that there are indeed some injustices that cannot be erased in this world, just like a little water can extinguish a large flame, a little light can dispel endless darkness, a sharp axe is enough to chop off thousands of woods, and a gold coin is always worth a hundred times more than a copper coin of the same size. At any time, the balance of natural selection seems to always tilt slightly in one direction, and all things in the world are never completely equal.
Even in life-and-death battles, we can always see the shadow of this rule. Under the premise of the same level and the same level of equipment, the wanderer profession relies on their skills in hiding and sudden bursts of lethality, becoming the natural nemesis of the magic profession; and for the melee profession with thick armor and abundant life, as long as they can survive the initial difficulties, the wandering killers with fragile defense are lambs to be slaughtered. When the weak magic profession faces those burly fighters wearing heavy armor, the balance of victory will then put more chips on the side of the former. The endless control skills of various spellcasters will make it difficult for the heavily armored warriors to move, and they often die before they even touch the hair of their opponents.
Although this is not an absolutely correct truth, there has never been a shortage of heroic examples in this world of magicians defeating rogues with ease and paladins smashing priests into pieces, but most of the time, it is recognized that there are clear strengths and weaknesses and mutual restraint among various professions.
And now, I, a seemingly unlucky warrior, will challenge a pure magician Undead Lich. The bone-crushing mire, the bone cage, and two skeleton guards who are entangled with each other... This guy is simply the nightmare of all heavy armored warriors in the world. It seems that most of his combat skills are developed to restrain and destroy warriors. Even as his opponent, I still think that under such circumstances, he does have enough reasons to despise me.
As expected, as soon as the battle started, he blocked my way with the bone cage. The distance of more than 20 steps was far beyond the effective range of the warrior's "charge" skill, and I couldn't even close the battle distance between me and the opponent by suddenly speeding up at the beginning like the Yangtze River Delta.
When I was trapped by the creepy skeleton walls on all sides and could not move, the Undead Lich Ghost had already driven the only remaining skeleton guard beside him to rush towards me. He had to wait for his magic skills to cool down completely to summon the second guard. Counting the time consumed in the second half of the battle with the Yangtze River Delta and the time consumed when changing opponents, he probably had to wait for another 20 seconds. During this time, he did not forget to launch two powerful "spiritual bombs" at me from a distance - I believe that if I had not reserved enough magic power to summon skeleton guards to fight me, I would definitely have lost far more lives now.
When I finally managed to break through a solid wall of bones, the first skeleton guard had already rushed in front of me. This soulless magic puppet was clumsy in action, but it was fierce and fearless. Although his battle axe attacked very slowly, each hit would take away a lot of my life.
I fought back with all my might, destroying the rotten puppet summoned by the undead spell. When I turned to look for the real enemy not far away, he had successfully summoned a second skeleton guard. Another undead warrior dripping with pus came towards me stiffly and persistently. I had no way to escape, so I had to fight him.
At this moment, a truly despairing blow came from the sky. The cunning Undead Lich once again waited for the opportunity to use the spell "Bone Cage". When the four high walls surrounded me for the second time and I couldn't move, and the axe-wielding skeletons outside the cage were still attacking me frequently, I seemed to have fallen into an inextricable death choice: if I attacked the cage first, the battle axe of the skeleton guards and the spells of the Undead Lich would fall on me; and if I attacked the skeleton guards through the cage first, I would suffer more spell attacks from the Undead Lich. No matter which choice I made, when I successfully got rid of the entanglement, I would definitely be wounded and dying. And the most despairing thing is that no matter what I did, my opponent seemed to have made up his mind and would never get closer to me until I was defeated.
Although I was in a passive position from the beginning of the battle, my vitality loss was not serious until then, and at most I only consumed less than one-third of my vitality. But I believe that even my partners do not believe that I still have any chance of turning defeat into victory - our president has even begun to stretch his muscles and bones, preparing to go on the field to participate in the battle.
Until this moment, this was still a hopeless battle. Even the gods who turned into rainbows and watched the battle from the sidelines had probably already declared my defeat. The only thing left was a matter of how long I could hold on.
But the next second, everything changed.
It was just a matter of a moment, and my figure disappeared from the eerie bone cage in full view of everyone. The stupid skeleton guard seemed to feel a little confused by the inexplicable disappearance of the enemy. It stood there stupidly for a moment, and gently shook its empty skull.
At this moment, I suddenly appeared in front of the undead lich. Although this rotten bone monster had no eyeballs, I could still see the huge shock and panic from the blue soul fire that came out of his empty eye sockets. At this moment, I even felt a little sympathetic towards him - flesh-and-blood creatures like us can close our eyes to temporarily ease our emotions when we encounter such a sudden shock, but this poor guy whose eyelids have rotted away can only choose to face his miserable life...
"How could you..." At this moment, he had forgotten all resistance and could only scream in panic. Before he could even finish his question, I responded with my actual actions - a ruthless killing blow.
The fierce sword struck heavily on his left shoulder blade, and then scratched along his ribs with a "crackling" sound. A tragic red light splashed above his head: "-670", an unreserved critical strike achieved an exciting and huge result.
Do you remember? I have a pair of extraordinary boots, which I won from the temple for my ruthless killing in the "server merging battle". This pair of "footprints of wind elves" full of divine power has a permanent "heroic flash" combat skill, which allows me to teleport like a magician in an instant, and then has a 100% chance of causing a critical hit.
This magical and valuable skill has saved my life many times and helped me escape from danger. But today, I used it for the first time for its original purpose, suddenly approaching my opponent and destroying the enemy's belief in resistance with a sudden and heavy blow with the force of thunder.
In fact, I could have used this skill to escape the cage from the beginning when I was trapped in the cage, but I gave up. I kept waiting, waiting for the best time to strike a fatal blow. For this, I would rather pay the price of physical pain, put myself in a passive situation of being beaten, and fight blood with the terrifying skeleton guards. Even after destroying his first skeleton guard, I still endured, because I couldn't be sure when his second skeleton guard would appear, and whether the ugly undead summon would trip my hands and feet when I was close to slashing, giving my opponent a chance to escape.
When the second skeleton guard of the Undead Lich appeared, I did not approach him, but consciously lured the undead monsters he summoned in the opposite direction to increase the distance between him and me.
What really sounded the bell of his defeat was the second "Bone Cage" he released. At this time, I knew that he had nothing left to stop me from counterattacking - I began a ruthless counterattack!
I hacked and hacked again. All my stabbing skills were ineffective against this undead lich with a white skeleton. I could only swing my sword hard and hack at his decaying body like a knife and an axe. Originally, he had spells for close combat, and he also had the skill "Dead Bones Suit" which enhanced his close combat defense. However, my sudden approach had completely disrupted his thinking. Under my attack, he was completely at a loss and had no idea what to do. The soul fire in his eyes was churning in disorder, reflecting his inner weakness and panic.
Faced with my sudden attack, the Undead Lich's first reaction was to instinctively summon the skeleton guards to protect himself - under my deliberate lure, the stupid magic puppet might take a while to arrive; then he frantically tried to release some offensive spells, and this was exactly what I was happy to see - those powerful offensive magics were interrupted again and again by my hacking, and those low-level instant spells could not even leave a slightly deeper mark on my armor.
In fact, at this time, the "Bone Crushing Swamp", which has little attack power, is the most practical skill. He can use this spell to temporarily get rid of my pursuit. Even if this cannot reverse the situation, it can delay a little time and cause me more damage.
My sword flew up and down, squeezing out the remaining vitality from his bones. Scarlet clouds loomed over our heads. I never expected that this decayed man with dry bones could have so much blood in his body—and its color was as warm as the blood in our bodies.
I felt a bone-breaking pain from behind. I felt a rough piece of metal violently tearing my back apart, burying a sense of "pain" deep in my muscles. I knew that the skeleton guard I had just led away had finally come to rescue his master. However, he was too late. The undead lich and evil spirit were already dying under my beheading. I gritted my teeth, risked my own flesh and blood, and completely ignored the attack from behind. I continued to slash bravely, and each blow pushed my opponent closer to the end of shame.
When the skeleton guard raised his battle axe for the third time and tried to chop me down, the undead lich in front of me finally let out a last desperate scream. In an instant, I saw his name suddenly turn gray, and his entire body lost its support, and he fell to the ground in complete exhaustion. At the same time, the skeleton wielding the battle axe behind me suddenly fell apart, and fell into a pile of black and gray debris on the ground. The rusty battle axe also lost control the moment it touched my body, and fell to the ground with a "clang", and then gradually disappeared.
Just like that, I unexpectedly turned the tide of the most desperate battle, achieved the most crucial victory, and widened the gap that had been very close.
"Well done, Jeffreys, well done! I knew you wouldn't let us down. I just told them that you would definitely win this one!" Our president, Miss Feiyin, was dancing excitedly under the ring and shouting excitedly at the ring.
"Hey, didn't you just say that we are bound to lose this game..." Xiange Yayi looked at Feiyin with a confused face, "...You also said that Jeffreys lost the game without even having to deal with any opponents, and his bonus will be deducted next month..."
"How is it possible? How could a guild leader like me, who is far-sighted, far-sighted, and wise, say such a foolish thing? You must have heard it wrong. This is all an illusion..." The beautiful guild leader immediately retorted loudly. Her expression was filled with holy light, and each of her eyebrows seemed to contain endless honesty, which made people feel from the bottom of their hearts that anyone who doubted the words of this noble lady would be committing a serious crime against the soul.
If I still have a little bit of precious wisdom left in my mind, I should give a noble lady all my respect and trust at this moment - even if I saw her stretching her legs and muscles when I was in trouble, and heard her complaining loudly with my own ears, "It's so unlucky, it's my turn so soon" - whether it is the gentleman's code or the knight's code or the good man's manual and the standard answer to the good husband level 4 exam (who knows what that is), the first rule clearly states that "women are always right", and the most important rule of survival in our guild is "the president is always right". Therefore, I can only sincerely believe that every word said by our respectable president is true.
At the same time, I seriously doubt my ability to judge right from wrong…
