pjbooks Chapter 543: Cleared Floor 72!
Chapter 543: Cleared Floor 72!
Chapter 543 Clearing the 72nd Floor!
call!
Roy slowly pushed open the huge door to the BOSS room, and what came into view was a deep darkness, like a passage to the depths of hell, with gusts of cold, bone-chilling wind rushing out from inside.
Fortunately, everyone was a high-level adventurer with amazing eyesight. With the help of the light shining in from outside the door, they quickly gathered the information they needed in the room.
In the wide, circular space, right in the center was a mimic Roy, his eyes closed, his breathing low and silent, almost imperceptible.
Everyone felt a chill run down their spines.
Just staring at the Roy-like figure that was not moving for the time being, one could feel a strong sense of danger.
"Hey, it's that idiot Allen!" Jariba, the eldest of the four Flame Gold Warriors, whispered.
Following the gaze of the dwarfs, everyone's solemn eyes pierced through the darkness and noticed Allen in the corner, instantly giving them a feeling of suffocation.
Their senses told them that the cat-man was dead!
It was a lifeless corpse, its heart destroyed and multiple bones broken throughout its body. Those marks proved that the opponent was killed instantly, which could only be described as terrifying. How could a LV.8 adventurer be so fragile!
Even when facing a level 9 monster, Allen couldn't possibly die so miserably, but in essence, the seventy-second floor is a "battle between people," which is even more dangerous.
Moreover, the other party was extremely unlucky, as they were immediately transferred to the BOSS's room.
Roy glanced at the cat-man's corpse. No wonder he couldn't find Allen's trail even with "Netherworld Soul Chaser"—it turned out the other guy was killed at the start.
Roy said, "Retrieve Allen's body. I will resurrect him. Now, let's deal with that clone first."
Eren's chance to revive his Tenseiga has not yet been used, and because of Anya's connection, Roy also has to revive his hot-tempered brother-in-law.
Upon hearing this, the members of Freya's Familia relaxed.
Although they usually fight each other to the death during training, it's impossible for them to have no feelings for each other after fighting side by side for so many years.
Their feelings were complicated!
On one hand, she hoped that Allen would die so that Freya would have one less competitor; on the other hand, she didn't want to see Allen die in such a place.
However, their ideas are meaningless; the choice to revive Eren lies with Roy.
The four Flame Warriors prepare to retrieve Allen's body.
puff!
The moment everyone stepped into the room, raging flames suddenly erupted from the base of the surrounding walls, and the huge crystal on the ceiling burst forth with dazzling light, illuminating the entire room as if it were daytime.
The mimic Roy suddenly opened his eyes, a cold, emotionless glint flashing deep within his usually silent gaze.
Not to mention Finn, Leon, and Ota, even Alphia was breathless, and the weakest of them, Cassandra and Chunji, were trembling.
This is the oppressive feeling that "Roy" brings!
During his LV.8 period, Roy defeated the Black Dragon, using it as a stepping stone to advance to LV.9. However, even at LV.9, he has never fought at full strength, and no one knows just how terrifying the opponent's power is.
"It's coming!"
The "Intuition" skill enters a state of foreseeing the future, and Roy's mind conjures up images of what will happen a few seconds later.
Everyone was on high alert, pushing their senses to the limit, their eyes fixed on the mimic Roy ahead, not daring to look away for even a second.
Without a word, the ripple-like spatial fluctuations swallowed up the mimic Roy's figure.
Transfer to a higher position!
Roy followed up with spatial magic, guided by his intuition, and arrived beside Chun Ji. He reached his large hand through the fox-girl's slender waist and pulled her into his arms, while the elven holy sword transformed into a cold light and slashed out fiercely.
Roy's target is none other than Haruhime!
No matter when or where, this fox-girl with the "Level Up" magic is always the top priority to eliminate, and the monsters' instincts understand this as well.
Clang!
The elven holy sword clashed with the diamond sword wielded by the mimic Roy, and a crisp sound echoed throughout the room.
The mimic Roy held the sword with both hands and exerted force from top to bottom. The heavy force pressed down on Roy, and the ground beneath his feet shattered inch by inch.
Both sides have the same stats, but with Chun Ji by his side, Roy is being subtly suppressed by his opponent.
But he wasn't fighting alone.
"Gospel!"
Alphia whispered, and a magic circle appeared. A vast amount of magical energy gathered in one place, forming a powerful sonic cannon that blasted out, causing the space to tremble.
The mimic Roy was transferred again.
The sonic attack missed its target, but with a loud "boom," it blasted a hole more than 20 meters in radius in the wall, causing the building to shake. It was only because Alphia had held back that the large-scale collapse would have been a problem.
Alphia, Ryu, Tsubaki Corbrand, Finn, and Ota rely on each other's backs to fight the enemy from all sides and prevent the mimic Roy from suddenly appearing.
Moreover, they don't exude much hostility.
This is Roy's strategy. The more people who fight against the Roy clone, the better. On the contrary, the greater the pressure on the enemy, the stronger the boost they will get from the "Adventure" development ability!
The group focused on defense to reduce the opponent's sense of crisis, but they were like unsheathed swords, ready to strike at any moment, making the mimic Roy feel like he had a fishbone stuck in his throat.
Transfer to a higher position!
The air trembled as Roy and his clone became two shadows constantly leaping between the void, teleporting, reappearing, slashing, and then teleporting again—
Each appearance lasts no more than 0.1 seconds. The swords clash the instant they appear, sparks fly, metal collides, and a sharp, long whistle is emitted.
No one could see their movements clearly.
Those present could only capture the fluttering hem of clothing in the shattered images, the fleeting flash of sword light, the spreading ripples in space, the crisp sound of blades colliding, and all the sounds overlapping and echoing into a continuous roar.
Using "intuition" to foresee the future — transfer — confrontation — continue to foresee — transfer — both sides operate in the same way, even if the clone wants to attack Ryu, Alphia and others, Roy will stop it.
The tenth strike — the hundredth strike — the three hundredth strike — both long weapons press down on the opponent simultaneously.
Click!
Compared to physical and mental strength, it was the replica's weapon that couldn't hold on any longer. The stone sword was incredibly hard, but it was no match for the quasi-god-level elven holy sword that Roy wielded. With a slight sound, cracks appeared on the stone sword and spread rapidly.
The stone sword then shattered, sending fragments flying everywhere!
A smile appeared on Roy's face. The situation was even better than expected. The equipment accounted for more than 40% of the adventurer's combat power and could not be copied.
The replica was significantly inferior to him, and its activity area was restricted to this room, which reduced the flexibility of spatial magic.
boom!
Having lost his weapon, Roy's clone pushed forward with his empty left hand, and golden lightning burst forth from his palm, transforming into a roaring, furious dragon.
Roy also pushed forward with his left hand, and brilliant golden lightning poured down like a waterfall.
Thunderous collision!
A blinding light shone brightly, illuminating the entire room, and then exploded into countless writhing electric snakes.
Before the surging electric snakes could land, the two moved again. Roy's clone used magic to solidify into a weapon, barely resisting Roy's elven holy sword. It would shatter after a few exchanges, and continuing to make weapons added even more to the consumption compared to Roy.
"The Wind of Light!"
Their lips moved in perfect sync, each word mirroring the other's.
The color of the wind changed, from formless to pale green, and then to emerald green. Thousands of emerald green orbs were densely arranged in formation, each containing storm-like energy.
Liu was amazed; Roy had learned her magic through the Elf King's authority, but its power was even greater.
Knowing that her magic could help Roy, Ryu felt a deep sense of happiness. A faint smile curved her cool and beautiful lips, making her even more captivating.
"Could it be?"
As Ryu gazed at the Light Winds used by both sides, Roy saw her and thought about how to deal with the clones. The intelligent Ryu seemed to understand the other side's plan.
The emerald green orbs of light collided one after another!
The explosions were continuous, and waves of green light surged up like a tide. Violent shockwaves crashed into the walls, cracking the hard stone bricks with fine lines. The ground shook, and dust fell from the dome like rain.
The clash of light spheres lasted for a full ten seconds.
As the last sphere of light annihilated in the collision, the intense light receded like the tide, and Roy and his clone remained standing in the same spot, ten meters apart.
Tie!
All that remained was the lingering buzz of immense magical power and the still-scorching air.
Everyone froze on the spot, almost forgetting to breathe. They could no longer make out any clear figures, only countless fleeting afterimages and the lingering embers of magic that refused to dissipate after the explosion.
Roy said calmly, "As expected, if this continues, it will only go on forever!"
He and his clone are evenly matched, and if they continue to fight, it will turn into a war of attrition, which could last for seven or eight days. If he obtains Chun Ji's upgrade magic, his opponent will also have his stats greatly increased due to the "adventure".
Given enough pressure, the S-rank "adventure" development ability will have an effect that surpasses level advancement.
Then he would actually fall into a inferior position!
"Come on!" Roy stared at his clone. He had no time to waste in this place. He needed to finish this quickly, and the outcome would be decided in an instant!
As soon as he finished speaking, the mimic Roy appeared, his sword wrapped in violent golden lightning, which transformed into a cold, sharp light and stabbed out ruthlessly and decisively.
Surprisingly, Roy stood still.
puff!
The sword pierced Roy's left chest!
The sharp tip of the sword protruded from his back, and dark red blood flowed down the grooves of the blade.
Everyone who saw this held their breath.
"Think you've won, huh!" Roy's voice rang out again. He moved with lightning speed, seizing the clone's wrist like an iron clamp, and laughed, "The price of killing the elven royal family is heavier than you imagined!"
The skill "Elven King's Authority" is no longer effective!
The mimic Roy immediately lost his elven royal authority and the magic he had learned through the skill.
However, the other party still has "elf blood" remaining in their body!
"Surrender!"
Roy said coldly, and an indescribable pressure erupted from his body, pressing down on the other party.
Just as the mimic Roy was about to draw his sword and retreat, the pressure caused his movements to slow down, and even the golden lightning flowing around his body dimmed and dissipated for a moment.
"What is this oppressive force?"
This oppressive aura, specifically designed for elves, had no effect on others. Hedin and Hegny, however, were visibly shaken, immediately understanding why Riveria had such a peculiar attitude towards Roy.
The two of them share the same elven blood!
In the blink of an eye, Roy used the power of the Elven King to intimidate his opponent. In the brief moment of hesitation of the clone, dark red blood energy, like a living thing, wrapped around the hilt and instantly soaked the entire blade.
Roy simply raised his arm and swung his sword horizontally.
Blood for blood!
The approaching crimson sword light was clearly reflected in Roy's wide, lifeless pupils.
The "Intuition" skill allows it to enter a state of foreseeing the future. In a split second between life and death, it forcibly twists its body and leans back to the side at its limit to avoid the blood-red slash.
scoff!
A dull thud was heard as flesh was torn apart.
Predicting the future is not omnipotent. Although the mimic Roy avoided the fatal blow, half of his body, including his left shoulder and left abdomen, was sliced off by the dark red arc of the sword. His remaining body lost its balance and staggered backward, but there was no blood flowing from the cut.
Swish!
Spatial magic was activated, ripples spread, engulfing the mimic Roy's figure and escaping to the corner of the wall.
Roy murmured with admiration, "To be able to avoid a situation like this—no wonder you're my clone."
Being fatally wounded by the opponent is a double benefit: it renders the opponent's elven royal authority ineffective, allows oneself to use royal authority to suppress, and also allows for blood for blood!
"call!"
The clone Roy, having distanced itself, was panting heavily. Lacking intelligence, it couldn't comprehend the actions of its original self, who had sacrificed its life to inflict serious injury upon it.
This sense of confusion is what sets it apart from Roy.
[The substitute doll has been used!]
Roy had no interest in a one-for-one trade with the opponent, so he obtained the "Substitute Doll (Legendary)" that he had used before through a legendary selection chest.
"drink!"
Upon seeing the mimic Roy severely injured, the crowd, who had been unable to contain themselves any longer, surged forward from all directions like a flood bursting its banks.
Alphia's cannon fire blasted towards the mimic Roy, Liu's sword drew a blue arc, Leon's greatsword cleaved down with the force of splitting a mountain, and Finn's golden spear thrust out fiercely, the attacks intertwining into a deadly net.
Mimic Roy initiates another spatial transfer.
But this time, as soon as it landed, Grace's axe and Hedin's silver lightning spear attacked, forcing it to move again, especially since Roy was also there.
No matter where the mimic Roy moves, someone will always appear in that location and launch a frenzied attack.
The battle entered a brutal phase of attrition.
Each time it uses spatial magic, the physical and mental strength of the mimic Roy is continuously depleted. Its movements begin to slow down, the intervals between teleportations become longer, and the wounds on its body caused by sword energy, fist wind, and magic grazing increase.
Time slipped away amidst the sounds of collisions, the shifts in location, and the new wounds that appeared.
Half an hour — 1 hour — 2 hours —
The ground was already covered with cracks and scorch marks, and the air was filled with the scorching smell of fierce fighting. Everyone's breathing became heavy, sweat beaded on their foreheads, and their formation tightened as they became more familiar with the mimicry of Roy's teleportation.
Like a cornered beast, Roy's near-desperate pressure caused his abilities to rise steadily, revealing immeasurable potential for developing his "adventure" skills!
Even more terrifying was the thin stream of blood emerging from its wounds, exuding a fierce and menacing aura that chilled the heart—a harbinger of blood for blood!
But Roy won't let his opponent accumulate to his peak!
Roy led his men in a relentless siege, while simultaneously searching for an opportunity to decide the outcome.
Under such intense exertion, the mimic Roy revealed a fatal flaw.
"Should we reduce the power? Or give up?" Roy murmured, the weapon formed from lightning could not fully withstand the "blood for blood" attack reaching its limit.
Roy's choice was to seize it, and he moved to Liu's side, grabbing at the elf Liuguang with his large hand.
"Well done!"
Roy had anticipated this, and thrust his sword forward.
This sword strike was neither fast nor flashy, yet it was so precise it seemed to have been measured a million times before, embodying Roy's familiarity with himself. It pierced through the chest of the simulated Roy, penetrating the scattered light dust and piercing the magic stone.
The mimic Roy's body remained stationary.
It lowered its head, looked at the sword in its chest, and then slowly raised its gaze to look at Roy. Its eyes held no pain, only a deep sea-like calm.
The body transformed into countless tiny golden specks of light, which floated upwards and dissipated into the air.
Rumble!
As the mimic Roy was defeated, the tunnel leading to the next floor suddenly opened, revealing a deep, dark underground passage in the center of the room.