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Villain Ch 248. Godlike VS Godlike

Leaving the bustling tavern behind, Allen and the fake Godlike stepped out onto the lively streets of the city. The sun cast a warm glow on the cobblestones, and the sounds of vendors hawking their wares filled the air.

Curious onlookers spilled out from the tavern, their footsteps creating a growing crowd that trailed behind Allen and the fake Godlike. Whispers and murmurs filled the air, mingling with the anticipation that hung thick like a fog.

Allen and the impostor, now face to face, commanded the attention of the passing players.

The onlookers, their eyes gleaming with anticipation, formed a tight circle around Allen and the impostor, their chatter hushed in anticipation of the imminent duel. Whispers of recognition rippled through the crowd as players recognized the Celestial Vanguard's emblem, one of the most renowned guilds in the gaming world.

Players from various guilds and backgrounds stopped in their tracks, their interest piqued by the unfolding spectacle. It was not often that they had the chance to witness a battle involving members of such a reputable guild.

This was a rare opportunity for the spectators to witness a battle involving a player known as Godlike, whose reputation preceded him. They wanted to see if the current Godlike could live up to the legacy.

Others, however, harbored doubts and suspicions. The strange behavior exhibited by this supposed Godlike had raised red flags. They yearned to uncover the truth, to see if this was an impostor or the real one.

The impostor's eyes darted around the gathering crowd, sensing the weight of their expectations upon him. The once arrogant demeanor now wavered as he realized the magnitude of the challenge before him. The stares of the onlookers felt like piercing daggers, questioning his audacity to claim that famous name.

Refocusing his attention, the impostor's gaze fixed upon Allen, studying him intently. Allen's unremarkable gear and unassuming appearance gave the impression of an ordinary player. He expected Allen to have a similar fighting style as his.

Despite his nervousness, the impostor maintained an air of confidence, masking his uncertainties behind a smokescreen of bravado. He knew he had honed his fighting style to a razor's edge, relying on speed and precision to gain the upper hand.

'I just need to catch him off guard and behead him,' thought the impostor. If he could do it and secure a swift victory, it would solidify his claim as the true Godlike. His plan revolved around exploiting critical points and executing his attacks with ruthless efficiency. The only thing he had to worry about was Allen's Backstab skill.

"Just send me your duel invitation whenever you're ready," the impostor taunted, his voice dripping with false confidence. His smug grin betrayed his belief that victory was within his grasp, that he held the upper hand in this clash of skills.

Allen, undeterred by the impostor's arrogance, stood tall and composed. With a determined glint in his eye, he nodded and replied, "Very well. Let's get this duel started."

As the tension mounted, Father^Alex interjected, his voice filled with concern. "Wait! Do you guys need some buffs before you start? I can enhance your abilities and give you an extra edge," he offered.

The impostor waved off the offer with a dismissive wave of his hand. "Nah, we don't need any buffs. This is just a friendly match after all. We'll take it easy." His relaxed tone masked a subtle arrogance as if he believed that even without any enhancements, he would triumph effortlessly. Allen was a Dual Dagger User and buff Agility added a player's speed based on a percentage. That would make him slower than Allen.

Father^Alex, though slightly taken aback by the impostor's response, acquiesced. "Alright, if you say so. Just be careful out there."

With a nod of acknowledgment, Allen and the impostor stepped back, creating a modest distance between them. The murmurs of the onlookers grew hushed, their collective breaths held in anticipation.

[Al sent a duel request to you. Did you accept his invitation?]

[Yes/No]

As soon as Allen sent out the duel invitation, the impostor immediately chose 'yes'.

Allen tightened his grip on his dual daggers, his fingers finding comfort around the handles. Unlike the impostor, he didn't adopt an aggressive stance or display any signs of tension. Instead, he stood tall, his body relaxed yet poised for action. His confidence emanated from every pore, a silent declaration of his readiness to face whatever came his way.

In contrast, the impostor wasted no time in assuming an attack stance. He bent his body slightly, as if preparing to pounce upon his unsuspecting prey. His eyes remained fixed on Allen, calculating his every move, searching for weaknesses to exploit. His arm was folded in front of his chest, concealing his true intentions. The hand holding the rapier was tucked behind him, pointing towards the sky, ready to unleash a devastating swing that promised to inflict maximum damage.

The moment the impostor assumed the attack stance, a wave of recognition rippled through the crowd. Those with a keen eye and a deep understanding of Godlike's past battles immediately realized the significance of this stance. It was the very stance he had adopted two years ago during the epic battle when he had to break free from the enemy's siege. The memory of that breathtaking conflict was etched in the minds of many, and as soon as they witnessed the impostor's position, they knew exactly where it originated.

Whispers spread like wildfire among the spectators, their voices hushed but filled with excitement.

"That's the legendary stance! I remember it from the tournament!" Some exchanged knowing glances, their eyes alight with anticipation.

While the majority of the onlookers whispered amongst themselves, asserting that Allen stood no chance against the impostor, one group remained undeterred by the prevailing doubts. Red_King, Mastercraft, and Father^Alex, felt their suspicions deepen as they observed the impostor's attack stance. It was clear to them that this particular stance was not meant for a duel—it was Godlike's attack stance to break the siege.

They realized this Godlike couldn't tell when he should use which tactic, a fatal mistake for a pro gamer. In other words, this Godlike was most likely a fake…

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