427: Confrontation

Confrontation

"Remember when we last met in the Wilds? You told me, you'd like to have a go at me. I now want to take you up on that. Right here, right now, with all these players as witnesses!" Dave demanded while stroking his beard.

"My Legacy Skills are on cooldown, I can't fight you right now!" exclaimed Warlord.

Dave shrugged. "That sounds like a you-problem, Phantasmal Edge!" 

He activated his ultimate Legacy Skill.

The Undeath God's hand appeared from behind Warlord and simply tapped him on the back of the head. That simple tap was enough to smack the War God Legacy holder into the ground and shave half of his just healed HP clean off.

One of the players shouted, "CHEATER!"

But a single look from the Abyssal Knight Lilith was enough to shut him up.

"Don't throw around those fake accusations. Someone might actually believe you. He said he didn't wanna fight, but I want to fight. Got a problem with that? Go sue me!" Dave gave the player an evil glare before he turned his gaze back to Warlord.

"Now, we either do this the easy way or the hard way."

"Damn it!" Warlord pulled out his battle-ax. "You're ON!" he screamed as he stomped a foot down. With Dave's legacy skill having ended the massive armored foot appeared in mid-air.

"EVERYONE LEAVE THE AREA!" Warlord shouted. He didn't care much for the safety of the players, but he needed to cause the ratio of players vs monster to decrease. The more outnumbered Warlord was on a battlefield, the stronger he became.

"Oh, now who's cheating?" Dave taunted as he raised his round shield up to block the Legacy Skill. Once the Skill touched the shield it disappeared, causing all the players to gawk in awe.

"Shut the fuck up!" Warlord cursed. He didn't understand where the Skill had disappeared to, so he decided he was better off to use his battle-ax to fight against Skeletal.

The Undead might look like a fighter, but Warlord was sure that Skeletal was a caster. He had relied on his Skills many times to win fights. So the best way to win should be to keep a melee pressure on him.

Warlord went for Dave's neck.

Only to have the latter duck and draw Durandal.

Dave swung down his weapon horizontally at Warlord.

"Noob!" Warlord grinned, Dave's weapon was heavy, large and big. So its swings, though they would be painful, were easily telegraphed.

Warlord ducked down under the Ultra-Great-Sword and rose up to retaliate.

Yet what Warlord didn't expect was that Dave's muscles would tense up, and his motion would stop midway, then while he was in mid-swing, he forcefully swung the weapon, faster, stronger and more dexterously to the other side. The greatsword collided with Warlord's open side and smacked him down the ground.

"Sorry bro, but you're just a casual. Maybe you should actually research your enemies, then you'd know that Undead don't function as humans. We don't care for strain, stress on the muscles, or strength needed to wield a weapon. Changing the trajectory of a sword in mid-swing is one of the basics, so better think hard before you dare call me a noob, ya scrub!"

Being called a scrub was it for Warlord, he rose back up, and charged at Dave.

The two began a battle of trading blows, Dave's enormous HP Pool gave him a massive advantage, but Warlord's heavy firepower was something he had to be wary of.

Dave ducked and dodged, then struck whenever he could. Durandal was heavy, yet with Dave's ability to change the weapon's trajectory, Warlord had to stay on his toes.

The players watched intensely as the two fought. They had forgotten that they were still in a war raiding the East, instead, they all focused on the battle between those two juggernauts.

"C'mon is that all you got! I have elite-skeletons under me who hit harder than you!" Dave taunted and Warlord replied in roars and overexposed assaults.

"CALM DOWN. God damn it, you're being led on in front of an audience!"

Valentine cursed as he sent the voice message to his friend. He was the only one who could keep Warlord focused and clear-minded. But he needed to fight alongside him.

Warlord stopped his desperate flurry of attacks and began thinking clearer, causing Dave to smile. He must have realized his plan to infuriate Warlord into a frenzy.

Warlord's Legacy Skill was off cooldown and he used it immediately.

"GOD'S FIST!"

Dave looked up, smiled and raised his shield, causing the Skill to disappear immediately.

Warlord groaned; he didn't understand how the Draugr was doing this. He was canceling his Legacy Skills as if they were nothing.

"What's the matter?" Dave asked and struck again.

Warlord dodged and this time he beautifully evaded Dave's trajectory change.

"Not bad, no wonder you WERE the number one," Dave emphasized the past tense of the word.

Even if it was a taunt, Dave became restless, Warlord was a monster of a player. Not because of his level or gear, but Dave had just realized that Warlord never committed the same mistake twice. If this kept up for too long, Dave would find himself in real trouble.

Dave dashed in, he swung his sword vertically, causing Warlord to jump back, even if Dave tried to change the swing to a pierce, Warlord would have enough time to dodge.

Yet Dave didn't change trajectory, he used [Immortal Apparition] to disappear mid-swing, and appear behind Warlord.

Durandal struck at Warlord's back.

-250,288

"Gotcha!" Dave laughed as he jumped back, avoiding Warlord's retaliatory swing.

"I can't believe you can keep dispersing these!" Warlord said and stomped his foot down.

Dave looked up, smiled and raised his shield up.

Yet the foot didn't dissipate, causing Warlord to smile, it was going to hit the draugr, and with the Holy Attribute effect of the Legacy Skill, it should deal massive damage.

However, the foot went through the draugr harmlessly, and the tip of the boot stomped down on Warlord himself.

-650,000!

Warlord had been crushed by his own Skill.

Unbeknownst to all, Dave had raised his shield, rejected Warlord's previous [God's Stomp] and absorbed the one he just cast right now, making it appear as if Warlord's own Skill had turned against him.

Warlord's HP dropped down into the red. He only needed one hit from Dave and he would die.

Dave walked closer to Warlord and whispered to the injured guild master. "Heya, I think you lost."

"Fine. You win this round, but killing me will still get you nothing!" He practically spat these words at Dave.

"You're right. If Kis'Shtiengbrah kills you, Kingship will probably only transfer to Valentine. But what if I do this?" Dave asked and raised his right hand up.

Dave's Undead avatar immediately changed back to human. His Death-Stroke character was now there for the world to see.

"HA! Idiot! Kick player Death Stroke!" Warlord called as if he had just been waiting for this moment.

A notification appeared in front of Dave.

***

The King of the Qin Kingdom, Warlord has issued a Ban on your Death Stroke character.

You will be expulsed from the kingdom of Qin in ten seconds.

***

"God's Shield!" Warlord cast.1

"Now what're you gonna do? God's Shield lasts for 5 seconds. I still have Bastion and another Immunity Skill. In ten seconds you'll be kicked, and I'll still get to be the king of this country! After all that! Your brain seriously farted here, Skelly!" Warlord gleefully laughed.

Dave shook his head, and turned to the players with a face spelling 'Can you believe, this guy?'

He then casually pulled out a piece of paper and unfurled it.

To Warlord's misery and surprise, he knew what that paper was.

"I hereby use my Right of Conquest targeting the Eastern Kingdom!"

A server announcement message popped up,

***

Player Death-Stroke has issued a Right of Conquest!

By Right of Conquest, Player Death-Stroke can disregard the Banishment from the kingdom as he is a hostile force with dangerous intentions to the throne.

Player Death-Stroke has the right to claim the Eastern Kingdom as his own by Kingship once he defeats the current King of the country.

***

"Now what are you gonna do?" Dave asked.

Warlord stared dumbly at Dave, who casually raised Durandal up, "Yeah, I thought as much. Enjoy your stay in Limbo!"

The sword came down…

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