Videogame: I Can Turn Waste Into Treasure

Chapter 173: Grueling Fight

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Teleportation.”

Jack saw the warrior from the Mad Dragon Guild charging at him and immediately used teleportation to instantly shift his position.

It was imperative for One Sword Horizon to fulfill the task assigned to him by the guild master. Today, he had to send Jake offline.

Jack’s teleportation skill was not as advanced as the guild master’s. He could only instantly change his position but not to a far location. One Sword Horizon was prepared to chase after him when a warrior from Saint Martin Guild jumped out.

Both of them were using swords, but this warrior’s sword had jagged edges that could cause devastating damage upon impact.

“Earth-shattering Cleave!”

The serrated sword swung out and slashed toward One Sword Horizon’s face.

Confronted with such a ruthless attack, One Sword Horizon went all out. “Thirteen Slashes!”

This was his fastest skill. Within seconds, he delivered thirteen consecutive strikes, causing the warrior’s serrated sword to shatter into several pieces under the onslaught of his great sword.

The expression on the warrior’s face changed dramatically. He cursed and then took out a simple weapon.

His whole body grew incredibly large, with muscles bulging one after another.

Clang!

The jarring sound of weapons clashing made everyone present wince. The warrior’s strength was immense, causing One Sword Horizon’s arm to go numb from the impact.

“Interesting! Today, I’ll send you straight to hell!” One Sword Horizon bellowed and swung his weapon forcefully, flinging the opponent several meters away.

Jack, on the side, replenished the endurance of the entire guild, while the other priests kept a close eye on Frank. After all, Frank was the core of the Saint Martin Guild.

“Lightning Array Skill.”

“Lightning Sword.”

With these two skills, Han Xing’s body was enveloped in flickering lightning. In the field, ninety-nine heavenly lightning bolts swiftly converged, crackling with electricity. Frank could not believe his eyes when he witnessed the scene.

He did not pay attention to players from other countries, nor did he care if they awakened some talents or skills. After all, he was a death mage. In his eyes, nothing could surpass his own innate abilities.

However, he was truly flabbergasted at this very moment! Foreign players had awakened lightning-based skills, and he even turned out to be a lightning mage. This exceeded his expectations.

With a flick of his wand, a dark beam of light was swiftly unleashed.

“The Shield of Death.”

The members of Saint Martin Guild were enveloped by a dark shield, which appeared to be formed by swirling black mist, obscuring the view inside.

Heavenly lightning bolts struck the shield, but it showed no signs of breaking. Han Xing glanced at it and understood that the shield could absorb damage. The more damage it absorbed, the faster the black mist would fade away.

Interesting, but the Shield of Death likely had more than just this effect! After the heavenly lightning bolts were released, all the residual black energy from these death shields transferred to Frank’s hands.

“Hmph, perish!”

“Necroillusion.”

The sky was veiled in dark clouds and a torrent of heavenly lightning bolts gathered in an instant. These heavenly lightning bolts were all black in color.

With a brief look, Han Xing concluded that they could absorb other players’ skills and release them.

He cast a quick glance and noticed that there was a ten-second cooldown on the Lightning Array skill. A subtle smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, entertained by the fact that not all skills could be absorbed as desired.

“Xiao Xin, apply shields to the other guild members. Xueyue, restore their HP.”

After Han Xing gave the orders, he saw that North Star and the others were still engaged in combat. Turban Qiaoqiao released an endless barrage of arrows, their numbers beyond measure. She was incredibly agile in the air, occasionally providing damage support to other members.

The members of Saint Martin Guild were annoyed by Turban Qiaoqiao, but they could not do anything to her.

Upon hearing Han Xing’s command, Xiao Xin immediately cast a thick shield on all guild members as the heavenly lightning bolts descended. The shields cracked bit by bit, and in the end, they only took a few strikes of lightning before Wind Flower Snow Moon healed their injuries, instantly restoring their HP.

“Lightning Steps.”

Han Xing whispered, and his figure appeared before the eyes of Frank. Wielding the Lightning Sword in his hand, he landed a solid blow on Frank’s body.

Frank’s face went ashen with shock. He had not noticed how this person had appeared in front of him. He tried to defend himself with his wand, but Han Xing was too fast.

Frank’s body was quickly covered in numerous wounds. He was not a melee warrior, and he was defenseless against Han Xing’s attacks.

“Quick, protect me!” Frank gritted his teeth and shouted.

Han Xing’s voice turned cold. “They won’t have a shot at it. Lightning Array skill!”

“Flame Burst!”

“Fire Dragon Spell!”

The three skills were unleashed simultaneously. Frank was completely stunned by the Lightning Array skill. He exclaimed, “It’s impossible! How is this not a limited skill?”

The person who came to his rescue narrowly escaped being annihilated by this formidable skill. Simultaneously, Turban Qiaoqiao concluded her aerial onslaught.

“Death Decree.”

Frank, already injured, could only endure the pain and summon his strongest skill.

The entire map scene began to shake violently, accompanied by thunderous reverberations that shook the very earth. All the players present could barely stand their ground.

Boom!

A long and mournful groan emanated from beneath the ground as one piece of land after another cracked open, and wailing cries of lost souls echoed through the fissures.

A towering Headless Knight emerged slowly from the ground. The Headless Knight was at least four or five meters tall and rode on a skeleton warhorse. The horse’s eyes glowed with an ethereal blue light within its pitch-black sockets.

The Headless Knight held a huge scythe in his hand and swung it toward Han Xing.

Han Xing dodged the attack with a lightning step, ceasing his assault on Frank. Finally, Frank breathed a sigh of relief and quickly asked the other priests to heal him.

Jack was feeling extremely uncomfortable at the moment. One Sword Horizon, that fierce individual, not only withstood the attacks of the warrior using his own body but also took him down.

He was being relentlessly pursued, narrowly avoiding death several times under the opponent’s blade. Everyone was either entangled by members of the Mad Dragon Guild or protecting Frank, leaving no one to pay attention to Jack’s movements.

Frank looked at Han Xing, who skillfully evaded the attacks of the Headless Knight, feeling both jealous and resentful. He never anticipated that Han Xing would possess the ability to wield fire skills. At the sight of those flames, he was on the verge of uttering a curse in disbelief.

It was so unfair. He believed his talents and skills were unbeatable, only to be proven wrong by the person he encountered now..