Chapter 253: The End of Game
Chapter 253: The End of Game
The haunting candles flickered in the dim darkness as the game of chance neared its conclusion.
Adam was thinking.
He tried to look at the creature, trying to find out what it was thinking about it, but it looked deadly serious.
It wasn't joking around anymore.
Now it was a matter of life and death.
It also made finding out the cheating method much more difficult.
After taking a sniff of the air, Adam figured out that the first dart was a poison dart.
It was relieving news, but he still didn't know how the creature would cheat.
'There's nothing I can do now. I just gotta shoot and see what it will do.'
After pointing the blowgun at the creature, he didn't blow into it because the creature had done so, and he felt disgusted touching his lips in the same place.
Thus, he activated his Magick and fired the poison dart.
It shot out from the blowgun just like it was supposed to. It was also clearly poison dart based on its swamp greenish color.
However, when it came into contact with the creature's skin, it just bounced off like a harmless toy.
The poison dart fell to the ground.
Adam looked silently at the scene, but then he crossed his arms and laughed.
"Hah, so that's how it is?"
"What're you talking about?" The creature shrugged off its shoulders. "The dart's tip just happened to be too dull to not be able to penetrate my skin, unlucky."
"I see, very unlucky indeed." Adam narrowed his eyes.
"My turn-"The creature took the blowgun and pointed at itself, then fired it.
A black dart landed on his neck.
It didn't hesitate even for a moment, as it seemed like it knew exactly what dart was awaiting inside the blowgun.
It then fired another blowgun dart. It was black again and landed on its neck.
After yanking both darts off its neck, it turned the blowgun straight at Adam and grinned hideously.
It was clear that this time around, it was a poison dart.
Without even the slightest hesitation, the creature shot the poison dart forward.
The dart crossed the small distance between them in a split second, and landed on Adam's shoulder, but strangely enough, its tip couldn't penetrate his skin; instead, it broke apart and fell back to the ground.
The creature gritted its teeth in anger. It knew that this human used Kraft to shield himself from the poison dart.
'It doesn't matter. Next turn, I use Kraft on the dart as well, and it'll be able to pierce.' However, Adam had a similar thought.
'It bounced off its skin before. It wasn't Kraft, as Kraft is able to harden skin, so my Kraft could be able to penetrate through that bounciness.'
This time, it was a black dart on the blowgun.
Thus, Adam pointed it at himself but kept a close eye on the creature so it wouldn't do any funny business and shot the dart.
The black dart landed on his neck.
He tossed it aside and then turned the blowgun towards the creature-this time, there was a poison dart.
However, without the creature noticing it, the tip of the dart turned black as Adam fused his Kraft on the tip only.
Then, with his Magick activated, the poison dart flew forward.
It moved at such fast speeds that the creature couldn't see the black tip.
It was just sitting still, expecting its bouncy skin to take care of the threat, but to its shock, the dart stabbed into its chest with a sickening squelch.
The creature gasped in shock.
The poison filled every vein in its body.
The third dose was the lethal one, and the creature could feel its world falling apart.
"No!" The creature quickly opened a hidden drawer and took out a bottle of antidote.
It wasn't planning on dying just like this!
At that moment, Adam kicked the table up and as the table slammed into the creature's hand, it made the bottle of antidote fall from the hand.
The creature watched in horror as the antidote shattered on the ground.
"No!" The creature screamed in horror. "If I die, I'll take you with me!"
With a lunge, the creature leaped over the table, and reached its hands towards Adam.
However, in that same moment, the powers of reality stopped protecting it, as it just broke the third rule.
The haunting candles all died, and swift darkness filled the room.
Adam drew his greatsword and slashed through the creature with all his might.
The creature got split in two and fell to the ground like a sad puppet whose strings had been cut.
It was trying to grab Adam's leg, but he dodged and just watched as it trashed around, trying to cling onto life somehow, but the poison was too strong, and it eventually stopped moving. [You killed Game Master, Kuppet!]
[500 XP Acquired!]
[XP: 1375/9000]
Click!
The door at the end of the room opened; Adam approached it and stepped through.
He arrived in another hallway with more dusty coffins and a faint scent of decay filling the air.
As soon as he arrived there, all of the coffins slowly began to creak open, and from there,
rotting creatures emerged.
All of them had blue, glowing eyes like pools of water reflecting the moonlight.
With the sword in hand, Adam jumped right into the fray, and started cutting through the creatures with overwhelming strength.
These were weak creatures, so he wasn't afraid, but there were quite many of them. However, it was a good time to start grinding some experience points.
As he killed about twenty of them, four knight-looking things walked from the other end of the hallway. They were the same Reborn Knights that Adam fought a while back, but now there were four of them!
The wings on Adam's back unfurled, and he flew straight at the Reborn Knights, his sword moving to block their attacks, and then used his sharp wings to cut straight through them. Reborn Knights fought back hard. They managed to push Adam back, but the human in front of them was very hard to kill.
Thus, when the fight lasted for about five minutes, Adam finally managed to kill them off, but he didn't have time to relax as the rest of the rotting creatures attacked him from all sides.
"GROUND KING!"
With a stomp on the ground, everything started shaking, and the creatures lost their footing. Using that to his advantage, Adam massacred them all, one by one.
As the night neared, he was finally done with the long fight that lasted for about hour total,
and he was surrounded by many rotting skeletons.
[XP: 3040/9000]
"One third of the way there..."
He muttered to himself.
Slowly but steadily, he was getting there.
Since there weren't any creatures left, he started backtracking his steps and headed down the
same way he came from.
If he had ventured even deeper into the crypt, he was afraid that he would encounter stronger
creatures.
He needed to lick his wounds, recover his stamina, and then continue onwards. It was getting pretty late, so he wanted to get some good rest before continuing to grind.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om