Beginning as King of Elden

Chapter 17 Deathmatch
Already in a desperate situation, Li Lin didn't feel nervous at all.

He was completely intoxicated in this death fight, and all the fear and excitement before were gone at this moment.

If not, he might be a bloody corpse now.

There was nothing else in his mind except thoughts of battle and a strong desire to defeat and kill the enemy.

There was no counterattack. In the process, new wounds continued to appear on Li Lin's body, but they all ended at the edges of his limbs and torso.

All attacks that could hurt vital points or affect his combat power were either dodged or blocked by him.

A burst of purple venom suddenly shot from a distance, hitting the bad omen demon ghost precisely on the back of the head.

Under the continuous combo, Markit's anger was about to come to an end.Even without this blow, he would almost have to stop to regain his breath.

The purple poison shot to the back of the head, his head sank, and the cold pain made his body stagnate.

The shimmering water light flashed almost at the same time.

As early as five seconds ago, Li Lin noticed the refloating jellyfish.

Although he may die at any time, in these five seconds, he has slightly adapted to the rhythm of the demon attacks, and there is not completely no opportunity for him to fight back.

He was just waiting for this opportunity.

Now, this opportunity is much better than he imagined.

Thank you!Rodrika!

The gigantic curved blade turned into a shimmering lake, and sliced ​​thinly.

[Flowing Water Sword Skill - Lake Light]!
At this moment, Li Lin once again felt the 'illusion' of empathy with the weapon.

The sound of the blade cutting through the flesh...

Very pleasing to the ear.

Malkit jumped back suddenly, jumping more than ten meters away.

"Huh...huh..."

He lowered his head slightly, panting heavily.

The curved sword split his cloak, and a huge wound stretched from the left abdomen to the right shoulder.

The flesh and blood of the wound rolled around, and a large amount of blood spurted out continuously. In just a few seconds, it formed a small pool of blood at his feet.

"Hmph..." He lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"I underestimated you."

Abnormal vitality appeared on him, and the light of holy attributes shone in his chest.

The next second, the huge wound failed to close completely, but the bleeding stopped.

The ominous ghost made a move with his left hand, and a giant light hammer with an astonishing size appeared in his hand.

At this moment, it wasn't that Li Lin didn't want to take advantage of the victory to pursue him, but that after using this sword, his strength also fell to the bottom.

However, in these short seconds, he did not do nothing.

While adjusting his breathing and quickly recovering his physical strength, Li Lin put his shield-holding left hand on his waist and touched the holy finger mark on his waist. Li Lin quietly released a prayer: [Recovery] to recover less than half of his health.

In this kind of confrontation between top fighters, time is so precious that it is almost counted in milliseconds, and even half a second of idleness is a shameful and deadly waste.

Seeing that he raised the huge light hammer in his hand, Li Lin immediately stopped praying and put on a posture.

Unexpectedly, the ominous ghost jumped up suddenly, but it was not in the direction where Li Lin was.

The golden sledgehammer fell, and the slow-moving soul jellyfish was instantly smashed into powder.

Li Lin: "..."

"The annoying bug is finally dead." After killing the soul jellyfish, the ominous ghost walked slowly towards Li Lin and said in a disgusted tone.

"The faded ones are worthy of being the descendants of warriors." He changed the topic and his chant-like tone gradually became passionate.

"Come! Let's continue our fight to the death!"

Li Lin's gloomy eyes lighted up slightly.

Yeah, that's it...

Only such an opponent can make my blood boil!
The reason why he became a professional virtual player is to pursue this kind of fierce battle that is impossible to encounter in reality.

And the intensity and tension of this battle is much stronger than ever before!
With a flick of his curved sword, Li Lin shook off the demon's blood from the hound's tusks. Li Lin lowered his body and charged towards Malkit with his shield!

The demon-like face also showed a strange expression of excitement. He raised his crutch, quickened his pace, and rushed towards Li Lin.

At the moment before the two were about to meet, the ghost raised the crutch in his right hand ahead of time, relying on its larger body and the longer attack range of the crutch.

Staring at Yao Gui's right hand, Li Lin prepared for this blow.

The next moment, Markit swung his left hand hidden under the cloak violently, and the light knife flashed in front of Li Lin in a flash.

It was already impossible to dodge this extremely sudden lightning strike just by reacting.

At the critical moment of life and death, Li Lin almost relied on his sixth sense for no reason. Before his brain could fully react, Li Lin's body instinctively turned his head to the side in advance.

The light knife slashed across his left cheek.

Li Lin stepped back again and again.

His left cheek was completely destroyed by this blow, and his dark white teeth were exposed under the carbon black wound.

"Have you avoided them all?" Markit said with regret and admiration in his tone.

"...It's really insidious. You must be stronger." Li Lin squinted his left eye and said with a leaky mouth, and the sound he made seemed very strange.

"Hahaha, isn't that what warriors are like?" Malkit laughed heartily.

Perhaps it had been a long time since he had encountered such a tenacious opponent. Coupled with an indescribable sense of identity, the demon was rarely talkative.

"Humph……"

With a cold snort, Li Lin couldn't help showing a smile on his face, which also became like a ghost.

I have to admit, he was right.

Although most of the time he used swords as his weapons, Li Lin never considered himself a qualified swordsman.

He is the same as the demon in front of him, but a demon with infinite desire for victory in battle. As long as he can win the duel, no matter what the method is, he is willing to do so.

It is useless to say more. Between two evil ghosts who were born to fight, only fighting can determine the final result.

This fight to the death, which has never stopped for a moment since it started, begins again.

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The more Markit fought, the more surprised he became.

This short fader is growing stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

...No, it was constantly adapting to his attacks.

The battle continued until now, and although the scarred fader was still at a disadvantage, his own attacks had not been successful for quite some time.

And now, in the eyes of this faded man holding a curved blade, Markit finally saw the determination to win.

I was seen through.

Markit was all too familiar with this look.

As the second son of the Prime King Godfrey and Queen Marika, he was born with a bad omen and was thrown into the sewers of the royal city.

The place is full of evil ominous things, and he has fought countless dangerous battles since he was a child.

On the eve of every victory in a deadly battle, the eyes he showed were probably as bright as the human knight's at this moment.

The huge trauma caused by the sword skill - Huguang was finally about to be overwhelmed, and Markit couldn't help showing a trace of fatigue on his face.

This battle should be over soon.

The faded one with the blood of warriors flowing... I think you will come to the golden tree and meet his real body.

Because he was born with a bad omen, his true face cannot be easily discovered by others, so he often walks in the world as the clone "Ominous Omen Ghost" Markit.

As the avatar of the King of Blessing, the ominous demon ghost couldn't help but feel a little absent-minded.

The moment you see me again.

I won't be defeated by you like this time...

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The ankle twisted, and the center of gravity was almost pressed to the ground by Li Lin.

The ankle was almost broken by the force of the violent twist, and the bones there could not help but whine in grief.

Li Lin lowered his body in an exaggerated manner, almost leaning forward while leaning against the ground, avoiding the sweeping blow.

The continuous offensive finally gradually slowed down.

After dodging this blow, just as he had judged, the body of the Omen Demonic Ghost was forced to pause and regain its breath at this moment.

An excellent opportunity appeared in front of him, and Li Lin stabbed straight with his sword without hesitation.

With a flash of sword light, the curved sword pierced deeply into the tall monster's chest.

Just as he was about to draw his sword and retreat sharply, Li Lin noticed that the body of the ominous demon had stopped moving.

"I remember you, Faded One." He said solemnly, with no hatred in his words.

"People who are played by ambition, I look forward to the moment when you arrive in front of me."

"Next time, 'Omen' will never let you go."

His figure gradually evaporated like mist, dispersing into dark yellow light spots all over the sky.

This fight to the death.

It ended with Malkit's defeat.

(End of this chapter)