Inside Cell Number 30, a player dressed in a black cloak was fighting against [Lock Demon].
He had no specific facial features, his face was a ball of black smoke, with only two bright blue droplet-like eyes flickering.
From beneath the cloak, strands of black smoke spread out and ford a dense fog around him.
This person was exactly the hot favorite for the championship, Black Smoke from Right Heart World.
[Ding-dong!]
[This isn’t fair, OUT!]
[This isn’t fair, OUT!]
"Sigh, it’s really chaotic outside, and another one is OUT," he comnted.
He sighed and continued manipulating his card deck.
[Clang Clang Clang!]
The settlent phase ended, and with a furious roar from Lock Demon, it turned into a blue light and scattered.
"I’m really unlucky."
Having guessed the password, Black Smoke nonetheless sighed.
Because in front of him, there were still three [Lock Demon] cards.
His self-drawn superpower was incredibly weak, and he had been caught by the guards three tis so far.
He had managed to enter the palace four tis and had to face four [Lock Demon] cards.
He felt that if he were caught and imprisoned again this ti, there might not be enough ti for him to break out.
He opened the leaderboard to check his results and found himself ranked 43rd.
"If this continues, I won’t be able to advance," he said, shaking his head in helplessness.
He had actually heard those rumors about himself as well.
Rumors that claid he was doped for the championship prize, aggressively reduced his level to compete here.
Such saying was sowhat absurd.
He wasn’t any doping expert, and he hadn’t heard of any drugs that worked like that. The part about decreasing his level was true, though.
He really had been a Level 13 card player approaching Level 14, but due to the failure of a boutique Instance mission, he was punished with a level downgrade.
Instances beyond Level 10 usually ca with punishnt chanisms.
He was just unlucky enough to encounter the rare punishnt of leveling down - a big punishnt that demoted him eight levels in one go.
"I’m new to Left Heart World, and this isn’t showing good manners," he muttered.
"Forget it, let’s continue unlocking cards," he decided after a brief complaint.
However, just at this mont, he suddenly heard panicked shouting from outside.
"It’s over, it’s over! He’s coming, he’s coming!"
The voice seed to be Player 31 from the next cell over.
He had seen that guy before - a burly Mammoth Man more than 2 ters tall.
He ranked in the top ten on the leaderboard, which suggested a high level of proficiency.
When he broke out for the second ti, the other party was in the cell, so they had had a brief conversation.
He rembered it was soone with a confident, even arrogant attitude, so he didn’t know why he was so agitated now.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
"Open the door, let in!"
At this mont, the Mammoth Man seed to be violently pounding on Cell Number 31’s door.
Black Smoke knew that only the guards could open the prison doors from the outside.
So he thought the other party seed a little bit desperate.
[Beep beep beep beep beep~ Beep beep beep beep beep♫~]
At this point, he heard lodious music approaching, but unfortunately, the angle from the window wasn’t enough for him to see what was making the sound.
However, Player 31’s figure was continuously retreating and entering his line of sight.
At this ti, the Mammoth Man was limping with slumped arms with injuries all over his body, looking quite haggard.
It looked as if he had just experienced a fierce battle and suffered a great loss.
Cell Number 30 was at the very end of the corridor, so he had no place to retreat to.
"Friend, what happened?" Black Smoke couldn’t help but ask, curious what frightened the Mammoth Man to this extent.
"Grim Reaper Water Truck," he replied with a fierce look in his eye. "It’s the Grim Reaper Water Truck!"
Grim Reaper Water Truck?
Black Smoke was montarily stunned.
He couldn’t imagine how these two seemingly unrelated words could be connected.
[Beep beep beep beep beep~ Beep beep beep beep beep♫~]
The music seed to be getting closer, gradually approaching like a predator toying with its trapped prey.
"I’ve made it this far in the rankings, I won’t resign myself to elimination here!"
As the music drew nearer, the Mammoth Man suddenly erupted with a roar.
His eyes turned red, and his already prominent muscles swelled even further.
"This... is it a Frenzied Instance Talent?"
Black Smoke’s expression turned solemn.
He had heard of similar card player’s talents, which could temporarily enhance their physical abilities within Instances. And now, the Mammoth Man’s current appearance certainly looked the part.
However, his outburst wasn’t over. In the next second, he activated his superpower.
The expanded body deflated rapidly as if sucked dry by sothing, shrinking before his eyes.
Only his right arm beca even more massive.
[Power Arm]: Gather blood and energy from your entire body to your right hand
"That’s an impressive arm, befitting a top ten player!" Black Smoke’s eyes lit up.
But the Mammoth Man’s tactics didn’t end there.
With one flip of the hand, he pulled out an axe.
This should be his Equipnt card.
"I’ll stake everything on this!" He roared, brandishing the axe with his massive arm.
"Huh?"
But Black Smoke suddenly heard the music retreating.
"Did you scare it away?" He questioned.
"No!"
The Mammoth Man gritted his teeth and said: "It’s just pulling back for a running start!"
"Ahhhhhhhh!"
After saying that, he raised the axe and counterattacked.
"..."
The other party quickly moved out of his sight, leaving Black Smoke feeling a bit regretful.
He still wanted to witness the battle unfold.
"But with all his skills activated, the Mammoth Man shouldn’t lose, right?"
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