Chapter 326 Chapter325-The Impotent Rage of Wolf Prime
A soft sigh echoed in Dirge's ears.
The voice was magnetic, not betraying much age, yet it carried a hint of world-weariness as if it had seen it all.
Eyes shut, she braced herself for the impending death, but the moment never came.
Tentatively, she opened her eyes.
A figure swiftly moved onto the stage, positioning itself between her and imminent danger.
Dressed in a black cloak with a fearsome mask covering his face, he exuded unmatched charisma.
With a single outstretched arm, he thwarted Wolf Prime's descending axe, effortlessly deflecting the powerful blow.
"Is this the Wolf Guild's typical modus operandi? Bullying the weak? Truly, have you no shame..." John's voice dripped with sarcasm.
Wolf Prime's eyes widened in disbelief, "Galewind? You dare intervene in our duel?"
John scoffed, "I simply can't stand scum like you who thrive on the weak. Do you have a problem with that?"
"We were in a fair one-on-one duel, protected by the system. And you dare defy the system's rules, stepping in to prevent me from slaying Dirge?" Wolf Prime roared.
John smirked, amusement gleaming in his eyes. "Stop you from killing Dirge? My, you truly overestimate yourself."
With a swift punch, he sent Wolf Prime reeling backward, crashing clumsily to the ground, blood spewing from his mouth.
Dirge's eyes widened in astonishment, her face a mask of surprise as she looked at John.
Little did she expect that Galewind, the one she had been yearning for, would make such a grand entrance at her darkest hour!
"Are... are you truly Galewind?" Dirge stammered.
John smiled mysteriously, "What do you think?"
Amid their exchange, a subtle frown crept onto John's face.
He felt a peculiar surge of ORDER energy descending from the heavens, engulfing him.
It felt like chains, binding him in place, restricting every fiber of his being. Simultaneously, sharp system alerts echoed within his mind.
[Warning! Warning! You are violating game rules. Cease this inappropriate behavior, or face the prescribed penalty!]
[Warning! Warning! You are violating game rules. Cease this inappropriate behavior, or face the prescribed penalty!]
[Warning! Warning! You are violating game rules. Cease this inappropriate behavior, or face the prescribed penalty!]
...
John seemed to pay no heed to the system's warnings.
He stretched casually, his body emitting a series of resounding cracks.
The ORDER restraints imposed upon him shattered with his every move.
Perhaps his defiance had provoked the system governing this virtual world.
Wave after wave of intense ORDER energy rained down, seeking to reinforce the confines on John.
This kind of force was imperceptible to the other players.
All they witnessed was the sky darkening with ominous clouds, threatening to unleash bolts of lightning at any moment.
While they couldn't sense the ORDER restrictions binding John, they could indeed detect the potent energy lurking within the storm clouds.
Thus, the crowd hastily took a few steps back, their faces painted with astonishment as they fixated on John.
"Who is this guy? Daring to intrude into a system-protected duel arena on his own?"
"He looks familiar…"
"It's Galewind! Wolf Prime's guild leader had already revealed his identity!"
"Oh, so it's that big shot. No wonder he dared to step in so brazenly!"
"Why would Galewind suddenly appear here? Could he have come specifically for this guild battle?"
"Very likely. Judging by Galewind's intent, he seems to be here to aid the Tide Guild!"
"Well, it looks like the Tide Guild might just stand a chance today!"
"I wouldn't be so sure. No matter how formidable Galewind is, can he really defy the system's rules?"
"Don't forget what skyrocketed Galewind to fame overnight!"
"Exactly! He's known to withstand the system's lightning punishment!"
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The moment John made his dynamic entrance, the atmosphere grew palpably tense.
Many players' eyes shone brilliantly, their gazes intensely focused on him.
On the duel platform, Dirge was visibly dazed, her eyes filled with admiration.
She had always been an ardent fan of John's.
Her idol, the one she deeply admired, had suddenly appeared before her in such a heroic manner.
How could she possibly stay calm? She gratefully looked at John, her heart brimming with gratitude.
Suddenly, as if struck by a realization, Dirge spoke with a sense of urgency, "Galewind, you need to leave, now! This place is protected by the system's rules. You'll face penalties for trespassing! I don't fear death; it's just a loss of some levels. Just ensure the safety of our Tide Guild!"
John shook his head, his face serene as a still pond. "I've told you, with me here, you won't meet death. I didn't come just for your sake. Having promised Chairman Taylor to watch over Tide Guild, nobody can harm you today."
His words had barely settled when Wolf Prime struggled to his feet, glaring at John with fury. "Galewind! Do you truly see yourself as a god in this realm? Look up at the sky. No matter your prowess, can you truly defy the system's edicts?"
With a cold, mocking smile, John retorted, "What of the system's rules? It's not my first dance with them. If you wish to continue our confrontation, then step forward and see."
Wolf Prime's anger flared, but his grip on his massive axe wavered, tightening and then loosening.
He loathed John's interference, yet the idea of clashing with John drained him of courage.
Their prior conflict had already dealt a devastating blow to the Wild Wolf Guild.
The dread Wolf Prime felt towards John was etched deep into his bones.
With a face pale as moonlight, Wolf Prime stared intently at John.
Then, as if realizing something, a sly, cold smirk formed on his lips.
"In your current state, can you truly wield your power to its fullest? Under the system's constraints, if you can even summon a tenth of your former strength, that would be impressive. What then, should I fear?"
It must be said, Wolf Prime, having battled within this game for years, had a sharp and seasoned gaze.
Even if, given his rank, he wasn't acquainted with the ORDER's elite energy, he keenly perceived the limitations John was currently under.
At Wolf Prime's words, John's lips curled into a slight smile. With a gentle twist of his wrist, a soft blue energy longsword materialized before him.
[Divine Blade (Divine Skill) (Level 7): By harnessing one's spiritual power, this skill allows the user to conjure a weapon out of thin air. The attributes of the weapon depend on the skill level, character level, and the wielder's spiritual power. The base attributes of the Divine Blade grant +800,000 damage points, with a 25% critical strike rate.]
"Do you doubt my capabilities? Come and see for yourself!"
Wolf Prime, seething with anger, gripped his axe tightly, growling, "Let's see if this 'Godslayer's top fighter' still carries any weight."
Without any hesitation, John stepped forward, hands firmly on his sword's hilt, his body radiating a brilliant luminescence.
A fleeting look of deep trepidation crossed Wolf Prime's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.
The more indifferent John appeared, the more enraged Wolf Prime became.
For in John's gaze, Wolf Prime sensed a palpable disdain.
With a deafening roar, Wolf Prime, fearless, charged at John.
At that moment, Wolf Prime had only one thought.
He had to redeem himself.
Even if he was to lose, he couldn't lose face.
He believed that John was currently restricted by the system, with his strength significantly diminished.
On the other hand, Wolf Prime felt the frenzy effect still active within him.
Given this, he believed he had a fighting chance.
Both unleashed their inner energies, clashing fiercely upon the arena, embroiled in intense combat.
John moved with graceful agility, his swordplay deadly and precise.
Each swing of his blade resembled a meteor streaking across the night sky, embodying an unstoppable force.
In contrast, Wolf Prime displayed unmatched ferocity.
Every swing of his axe summoned a tempest, its power seemingly immovable like a mountain.
From the sidelines, their duel appeared evenly matched, their figures intertwined in a dance of flashing lights and sparks.
Yet, throughout the battle, John never once initiated an attack.
Every stroke, every parry, was merely to deflect Wolf Prime's blows.
Guild members watching the spectacle were left utterly agog.
Could this be the strength of Galewind? Even while hampered by the system's penalty, he still dominates the battlefield with utmost authority.
Murmurs of awe swept through the crowd, all marveling at John's prowess.
"This John is simply formidable! Just look at his swordsmanship; it's unparalleled!" one spectator exclaimed.
"I never imagined he'd dare challenge Wolf Prime alone, even while under the system's punishment. And yet, he suppresses him effortlessly!" another voiced, equally flabbergasted.
Wolf Prime's heart raced, not anticipating John to be this formidable. He had initially believed that without Dirge's assistance, victory was assured. But out of the blue, Galewind emerges, the very player he dreaded most in the game.
John's sword skills posed an eminent threat to Wolf Prime, causing his confidence to waver.
"Damn it! Am I really incapable of defeating this bastard under these circumstances?" Wolf Prime inwardly seethed with frustration.
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