The Wizard Has A Biochip

Chapter 13: Mork Trys vs Myla Elzy

The announcer spoke again, his voice echoing throughout the arena.

—Betting is now officially closed!

A round of applause answered immediately.

The lights scattered throughout the stands began going out one by one.

Within seconds...

The entire arena was plunged into darkness.

Only the combat circle remained illuminated by an intense white light shining down from the ceiling.

The two fighters looked like actors on a stage.

The announcer raised his voice.

—Get ready!

—Three...

—Two...

—One...

—BEGIN!

The instant the word was spoken...

Myla vanished.

Or rather...

She was simply too fast for an ordinary person’s eyes.

I saw nothing but a white blur streaking across the arena.

Clang!~~

The first dagger struck Mork’s armor.

Before the sound had even finished ringing out...

The second had already slashed across his thigh.

Myla circled around him like a shadow.

Zass!~~

Another cut.

Zass!~~

One more.

Clang!~~

The daggers ricocheted whenever they struck steel.

But...

They always found small openings.

Within seconds...

More than ten small cuts had appeared across Mork’s body.

The giant remained almost completely still.

As if he were still trying to keep up with her speed.

She’s really fast...

Myla appeared several meters away.

She spun one of her daggers between her fingers.

Then smiled.

—See?

Her voice was calm.

—It’s only a matter of time.

She subtly pointed at the small wounds scattered across her opponent’s body.

—The more cuts I make...

—The more poison enters your bloodstream.

—You’ve already lost.

Mork simply took a deep breath.

He gave no response.

Myla reached for her waist once again.

She pulled out another small vial.

Then hurled it at the ground.

Crash!~~

The glass shattered.

A thick gray smoke rapidly spread across the arena.

Within seconds...

The entire battlefield was covered.

Myla disappeared completely.

The audience erupted.

—Where did she go?!

—That’s it, Myla!

Mork remained motionless for only a moment.

Then...

He bent his knees slightly.

And jumped.

His massive body soared several meters into the air.

Then came crashing down like a meteor.

BOOOOOOM!!~~~~

Both axes slammed violently into the ground.

The impact made the entire arena tremble.

A powerful shockwave swept across the battlefield.

The smoke was blown away completely.

My eyes widened.

What monstrous strength...

But...

Even that wasn’t enough.

The very next instant...

A shadow appeared behind him.

Zass!

The dagger slashed across his back.

Myla smiled.

She was already several meters away again.

—Too slow.

Mork slowly turned his head.

His eyes now burned with irritation.

Then...

He charged.

Every step made the ground quake.

He raised one of his axes above his head.

Then unleashed a devastating strike.

BOOOOM!!

Myla dodged by mere inches.

The axe tore a massive crack through the stone floor.

Fragments flew in every direction.

She landed several meters away.

She swallowed hard.

Even though she was still smiling...

For the first time, her eyes showed caution.

She took a slow breath.

The more time passes...

The more the poison will take effect.

Up in the stands, I rose from my seat.

—Come on, Mork!

—Finish this already!

Just below me...

The Black man was just as fired up.

—MYLAAAA!

—DESTROY THAT BRUTE!

—I BELIEVE IN YOU!

The entire arena seemed split in half.

Every blow drew another explosion of cheers.

Then...

Mork did something completely unexpected.

He simply...

Dropped one of his axes.

Then the other.

Both weapons crashed heavily onto the ground.

Myla frowned.

—What...?

She didn’t have time to think.

Mork lunged forward.

Without using his weapons.

Without raising his fists.

Using nothing but his shoulder as a battering ram.

—Got you!

BANG!!~~

The impact was brutal.

Myla’s eyes widened at the exact moment of the collision.

Her entire body was hurled through the air like a leaf in the wind.

She flew across several meters of the arena.

Then slammed violently into the metal barrier.

CLANG!!~~

The entire structure shook.

My fist clenched instinctively.

—Nice!

—That’s it!

—Don’t let her catch her breath!

Down below, the man who had bet on Myla looked like he was about to tear his own hair out.

—GET UP!

—MYLA!

—GET UP NOW!

Meanwhile...

Mork slowly walked toward her.

Without any hurry.

Like a predator that had finally cornered its prey.

Myla spat a mouthful of blood onto the stone floor.

She struggled to breathe.

Even so...

She stood up.

Slowly.

Her leather outfit was torn in several places, and a thin trail of blood ran from the corner of her mouth.

Even then...

She smiled.

A calm smile.

A confident one.

Mork stopped for a moment.

—You’re still smiling...

He shook his head.

—You really are interesting.

Myla wiped away the blood with her thumb.

—Enough warming up.

She closed her eyes.

Took a deep breath.

The next instant...

A bluish aura coursed through her body.

Tiny arcs of electricity danced across her skin.

When she opened her eyes again...

She disappeared.

—What?!

Mork barely finished speaking.

A sharp pain shot through his shoulder.

Myla had appeared on top of him.

Her feet firmly planted on his armor.

Both daggers came down in an astonishing flurry.

Clang!~~

Zass!~~

Clang!~~

Zass!~~

She attacked without stopping, searching for any gap between the metal plates.

Blood began to flow.

The veins in Mork’s neck darkened.

His breathing grew heavy.

His vision blurred for a few moments.

The poison was beginning to take effect.

The audience erupted.

—She did it!

—Go, Myla!

I gripped the railing tightly.

—No...

Mork roared so loudly that the entire arena seemed to tremble.

—AAAAAAAH!

A burst of vital energy engulfed his body.

A blue aura flared around him like a raging storm.

His muscles tensed.

His circulation accelerated violently.

[Beep!]

[The intense circulation of vital energy is reducing the effects of the poison.]

I watched Mork regain his footing.

He spun around abruptly.

Myla leaped backward before he could hit her.

Then the two of them vanished into a frantic exchange of attacks.

Axes sliced through the air.

Daggers answered with blinding speed.

Steel collided again and again.

Clang!~~

Clang!~~

Clang!~~

Sparks flew with every impact.

Neither of them gave ground.

Minutes passed.

The speed of their movements gradually began to slow.

Both of their chests rose and fell violently.

That was when I noticed the first difference.

Myla’s aura flickered.

Once.

Then again.

Until it disappeared completely.

She took a deep breath, trying to catch it.

Her vigor had reached its limit.

Mork noticed immediately.

He charged like a raging bull.

Before she could regain her stance, he seized both of her arms in a firm grip, preventing her from wielding her daggers again.

Myla struggled to break free.

She twisted her body.

She shoved against him.

But her strength had never been enough to break his hold.

The entire arena roared.

Mork breathed heavily.

Without taking his eyes off her, he spoke in a low voice.

—It’s over.

With swift movements, he removed the daggers from Myla’s reach.

Then he grabbed the small poison vials attached to her belt and threw them far away.

The objects skidded across the stone floor.

Myla gritted her teeth in frustration.

She tried once more to escape.

Pointless.

Her body simply wouldn’t respond the way it had before.

Mork then hoisted her over one shoulder.

With his other hand, he raised one of his enormous axes toward the sky.

—I WON!

The announcer immediately declared,

—Victory goes to Mork Trus!

The arena exploded with applause, cheers, and boos.

I slowly let out a breath.

The biochip had been right.

Mork’s physical advantage and superior vigor had made the difference in the end.

Now there was only one thing left.

To collect the winnings from my bet.

Suddenly, Mork shouted again.

—It’s not over yet!

Everyone turned to look at him in confusion, because it was obvious that he had already won.

That was when everyone understood the situation; he pressed Myla against the arena railing and stripped off her clothes, revealing her beautiful, milky-white body to everyone.

—No! Please... I’m still a virgin."

Myla grew nervous, and the courage she had shown earlier vanished.

I had thought his threat to rape her was just that—a threat—and not something he would actually go through with.

Mork lowered his pants as well and forcefully thrust his hard, throbbing, vein-filled cock into Myla’s tight pussy; she screamed instantly as she felt her sweet virginity being stolen in front of everyone.

"Ohhh~~~"

pah~~

PAH~~

PAH~~

Mork drove his cock deep, making it kiss Myla’s tight womb, and held it there, driving her nearly mad with its sheer size.

Then, he licked Myla’s milky-white neck and whispered:

—I’m going to rape you every day from now on, and I’m going to fill your tight womb with my filthy cum. You’re going to be the mother of my children. In this tower, we’ll be a family.

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