War Grounds 42 Angel's Graveyard

The lion's roar echoed throughout the graveyard. It marked the start of Zaito's circus. The Divine Magician strictly conserved his remaining mana just for this final show; now, his MP was sitting empty.

Green energies in the shape of objects and animals that one could find in a circus floated above Zaito. The domain skill immediately dealt with the map's troublesome features, clas.h.i.+ng with the red fireflies and sp.a.w.ning corpses.

The five continued to charge towards Udil's location, with Zaito at the helm.

Pilades increased his pace; their group was about to clash with the numerous corpses that were blocking the way. He was not taking for granted his role as a tank, with his two bucklers in front, he charged his way through.

Skreeek!

The sounds of bones and nails that were sc.r.a.ping the board of Pilades' s.h.i.+eld could be immediately heard. Aside from the unpleasant noise, what was more surprising was the Vanguard's rapidly decreasing HP. "Huh? What's happening?"

Due to a high number of corpses that Udil had summoned, Pilades had no s.p.a.ce to completely dodge the sluggish attacks of the monsters, which he was previously doing with ease. It was actually his first time to block the attacks with his s.h.i.+elds; as a result, he was caught off guard by the ability of the ghouls to deal true damage and bypa.s.s invulnerability or any form of defenses.

The sp.a.w.n of corpses was rapid; a horde was already starting to form. Despite Zaito's 'Flying Circus,' the rest of Burning Orient's members was swarmed by zombies, their formation was in complete disarray. However, before they could even be swallowed by the mob, a sharp coil of black energy, suddenly lashed out, cleanly slicing the corpses in front of the attacker.

Zhahk had finally integrated himself with his new weapon. He was currently wielding a pair of silver blades with handles made from swirling black smoke. The Divine a.s.sa.s.sin seemed to be a reincarnation of Grim Reaper; only this time, he was using a pair of daggers.

The thing about 'Event Type' or 'Black-Colored Label' weapons and equipment was that it mutates your cla.s.s, giving an extra pa.s.sive skill, instead of an active one.

Zhahk's profile was now showing that his cla.s.s was a 'Shadow a.s.sa.s.sin,' and the four from Team WisDOOM just happened to catch up in time to taste his new-found powers. He has yet to reveal his trump card.

(Shadow of Death) (Weapon Pa.s.sive Skill) - All attacks are empowered by Dark Element, with 40% chances of triggering the 'Coils of Death.' When 'Coils of Death' is triggered, the area of effect of all skills and attacks is increased twice. It can be stacked with other elements, except for Fire and Light-Oriented ones.

SwitchFoot and Papa Bear were the first to strike at the rear of Burning Orient's formation, unmoved by the power of Zhahk. The Savage a.s.sa.s.sin's eyes were locked on to the Divine's a.s.sa.s.sin's new weapon. He definitely wanted it!

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The black stallion immediately transformed back to his humanoid form. Papa Bear seemed to be prepped before as he gallantly dismounted himself, rolling in the air, his target was clear as day - JanuaryEmbers!

Zhahk saw through the duo's intention; however, he could only deal with one. The a.s.sa.s.sin was just about to intercept the Orc when he suddenly felt a killing intent, two daggers aimed for his neck: a silent and quick attack.

Dodge!

The Divine a.s.sa.s.sin was just about to evade when he found himself unable to move. Looking down, Zhahk saw a skeletal hand locking his left foot.

Cropped Mustang!

Blood spurted in the air as SwitchFoot's daggers successfully found their mark. "d.a.m.n!" Zhahk cursed as he felt the sting in the real world.

The situation was in utter chaos as more corpses appeared from the ground, and the red fireflies alone were already more than enough to keep Zaito's 'Flying Circus' fully occupied. To be more precise, the number of corpses were more than enough to take down their group. However, WisDOOM would not allow themselves to be deprived of fun.

Al finally made a noise in their group chat.

"Macca and SwitchFoot, burst down their a.s.sa.s.sin! Papa Bear keep their mage busy. I'll deal with the others. Pat, heal me." Udil sent.

"I can't even find you!" CancerIsLife grumbled. There were just too many corpses, even Macca could not go all out, due to the constant movements and explosions.

After a few struggles, Zhahk was not able to use his ultimate skill before dying. He was the first victim in the graveyard.

First Blood!

[SwitchFoot has slain Zhahk. a.s.sisted by CancerIsLife, Macca, Papa Bear, and Udil.]

The only setback for black-labeled weapons was the 100% drop rate, upon death. SwitchFoot immediately grabbed the weapon from the corpse of Zhahk. The former's equine smile could not be hidden, despite the ongoing frenzy among the increasing number of corpses.

After the death of the Divine a.s.sa.s.sin, the next one to fall was JanuaryEmbers, under the hands of Papa Bear. The Divine Mage did not have any s.p.a.ce to dodge; he was cornered by the relentless pounding of the orc and the grasps of the corpses.

Just a few seconds after Ember's death, Pilades fell to the ground, helplessly overran by the corpses.

Burning Orient was never able to reach Udil's position as they got sandwiched by the undead monsters and the other four from WisDOOM. Their HPs were decreasing by chunks; the 5% HP regeneration per second could barely keep up with the damage they were receiving from the ghouls.

Now all that was left were Zaito and Boba; they were protected under the covered area of the Flying Circus. With lesser targets than before, the two remaining players from Burning Orient found themselves cornered by the corpses. Behind them was the dome of black smoke, and in front of them were the relentlessly charging monsters, and the five from WisDoom that were just spectating the two, like how predators watched with amus.e.m.e.nt their helpless preys.

Roooowr!

After another minute of struggle, the guttural grunt of the green-spirit lion marked the end of Flying Circus' duration. It also spelled defeat for Zaito and his team.

In their unexpected rematch, the Divine Magician was once again completely defeated by Udil in a battle of wits.

Zaito was the last one to fall. The pair of white wings at his back disintegrated as green fireflies started to hover over his character's corpse as if they were comforting him.

The match was finally over. Looking around, the wingless members of Burning Orient, and the bones of the corpses that had mauled them littered the ground.

Angel's Graveyard seemed to be the more fitting name for the map.