Pride Online

Chapter 677: Desperation Part I

“What’s wrong? Where’s the confidence gone?”

A sweet voice rang. Her golden yellow eyes showed utter disdain. Miguel, the tanned girl, smirked so cutely. There was a puppet string on her hand. A flaming skeleton puppet was there, holding a death scythe.

Meanwhile, a man before her panted so heavily, even though he did not have any wounds on him. His face was so pale there was no blood under it.

“...What the hell is that puppet...?”

Tunwa muttered while panting heavily.

Even though he was without injuries and had not been attacked by the puppet just yet, he felt so exhausted. His HP continuously decreased, too, for some reason.

“What are you doing, Miguel?!” Tunwa screeched. “I can fend off every attack but why is my HP being drained? Are you cheating?!”

“Woah.” Miguel feigned surprise. “I’m so offended you said that. I’m not cheating.”

“...Then, how?!”

He could only say that when he dropped on his knee. It was clear that his strength was drained.

“Well, well, I must admit that you’re very strong. Actually, you’re the first who can stand on your feet for this long after being attacked by my Death Scythe.”

“What?”

Tunwa scoffed, yet he could only look up at the puppet. It was as slim as the puppeteer, making him so mad that he gritted his teeth.

“Let me tell you, Mr. Tunwa,” Miguel said. “This is Death Scythe. He’s my strongest weapon. Of course, it’s been banned from this game a long time ago.”

“Banned...” Tunwa narrowed his eyes.

“Every time he attacks, even though the opponent is able to guard against it, they’ll lose five percent of their HP at every guard. More importantly, the opponent’s strength will be sucked out continuously. How you’re on your knees right now is proof.”

Tunwa could only grit his teeth...

He was so careless because the girl had not been able to penetrate his defense, even with hundreds of puppets. This one was different. This ability was there to deal with a defensive one like him!!

“You know full well that a defensive type like you can’t win,” Miguel said. “I’ve never been able to do anything and you’re the only one who’s been destroying my puppets. It’s not a problem for me at all. As long as a puppeteer like me doesn’t have to approach you myself, you can’t counterattack. I don’t think I have to tell you that you can’t beat a puppeteer if you don’t get rid of the puppeteer first.”

A painful truth got Tunwa clicking his tongue.

It was true. He had only been a tank. Mr. Sander trained him and let him add more attack skills, but they were mostly counterattack skills as she said.

At first, he only wanted to stall time and wait for Kong or anyone to come and help because he knew that he and this girl would not be able to finish the fight. But now with this freaking skeleton puppet!

This one was so good. It did not flinch at all!!

“I don’t really have much time to play with you. Let us finish this.”

Miguel said. Then, the flaming skeleton dashed at Tunwa so quickly. Its legs were a little above the ground. It was a lot faster than before!

Tunwa did not even have the strength to push himself up. He gritted his teeth and rolled on the ground to dodge the attack. The scythe got him for the first time!

“..Damn it. Why is it so fast all of a sudden?”

Tunwa grabbed onto his wound on the shoulder in the corner. Miguel let out a good laugh.

“HAHAHA! You finally got hit by my Death Scythe, Mr. Tunwa.”

The man narrowed his eyes while panting so heavily. Miguel was laughing like a madman. Then, her amber eyes turned to look at him horrifyingly.

“Now, I win.”

“What!”

Tunwa glared at Miguel.

“Look above your head.”

He glanced up and he had to open his eyes wide. There was a number counting down from sixty.

“A number..?” He murmured. “What is this, Miguel?! What have you done!?”

The hoarse voice got the girl feeling even happier.

“That’s a ‘Countdown’ status. I don’t think any magic or curse can do this anymore now. People with this status will have a number counting down above their heads. Once it’s down to zero, the player will die.”

That was exactly what he thought!!

Tunwa gritted his teeth so tightly, feeling so angry at himself for failing. He tightened his grip on the shield and sword before dashing towards Miguel.

“It was a wise move because if you crush me now, that status will disappear and you’ll survive, but...” She flicked her hand. “Will you be able to do it?!”

The skeleton dashed in front of him. The man gritted his teeth and slashed the sword at it. However, the skeleton did not flinch at all. And when he had to guard against the attack, his HP was drained even more!

“D... Damn it!”

The man was furious. He continued to slash his sword at the skeleton, even though the number above him kept counting down. Miguel laughed so delightfully.

“Struggle more... Let me see how pathetic you are. You’re a loser whose head belongs on the ground.”

She laughed loudly.

The attack ended faster than expected because the more Tunwa fought, the faster his strength was drained. He dropped to the ground. Only Miguel’s crazy laughter was there.

He did not have the strength anymore, not even to hold his sword. This girl’s too strong!

“Oh, it’s over? You give up faster than I expected.”

Miguel beamed. She looked at the number above Tunwa’s head and it was less than thirty seconds.

“I’m not going to kill you, Tunwa. Do you know that the fun part is the last five seconds? You’ll ache all over. Your breath will get cut off. Your consciousness will slowly black out and finally die. I love that part!!”

She laughed madly again. Tunwa could only grit his teeth. He looked at the skeleton and the disgusting lady...

Did he really have to die here without doing anything useful...?

‘I hate it. Do I really have to lose to this crazy woman?!’

“Damn it!!!”

In the end, he could only slam his fist on the ground desperately.

“Yes, just like that. That kind of facial expression was the one that I...”

CRASH!!

16,885,963

Everything stopped moving, including the number above Tunwa’s head. The sound of a weapon echoed everywhere. Death Scythe now had a hole in his head and slowly disintegrated.

“Death Scythe!!” Miguel screamed.

Tunwa’s number was also gone. Everyone opened their mouths wide because they did not know what had just happened. Something got the puppet with only a single hit.

“You’re wise, Miguel. No wonder why that man can’t do anything to the puppet since it was made of so many curses that physical hits don’t work on it. It’s a shame that it’s only a play toy to me.”

A smooth voice sounded and the rest of them turned to the source. They did not even realize when that man came to stand on the rooftop of the same building they were in. He had black poofy hair that suited his handsome face. His ruby-red eyes glared at Miguel so hard that she had to swallow her saliva.

“Y... You.”