Game World's Awakening
Chapter 103: His revenge

Chapter 103: His revenge

Immediately, four fairly large and powerful fireballs appeared above them.

The Soul Mage had appeared from behind the Angelic Wave members, so he was in a safe place to cast his magic.

The tank stood before Elliot, his shield ready to protect him. The rat was simply waiting patiently near him, waiting for his chance to shine.

Meanwhile, the Warrior and the Berserker were on his left and right. Both had their weapons out and ready.

At that moment, the battle formation was complete, with all the members of Angelic Wave drawing their weapons and jumping into position.

Andrew was at the front next to the tank. He let the tank do its job, but was ready to attack and help him.

Rich was near the Mage, next to Chris, who was a few steps ahead. Andy and Philip were nearby.

Jenna stood next to Elliot, allowing the two summoned attackers to be a little further apart and have a better angle of attack.

Everyone was ready to attack.

And Andrew didn’t wait to give the order.

"Just attack. Stand firm and face them. Let’s kill these bastards for daring to underestimate us and believe they can kill us."

His voice reached every team member even though he wasn’t shouting.

Then every member of the team moved.

The first to do so was Elliot. With his gaze fixed on John, he summoned his sword and leaped forward, followed by Jenna, who had decided to support him today. At the same time, he shouted his command to his summons:

"Kill all my enemies."

His summons then moved. The tank jumped forward, activating its ability and roaring at its opponents. At the same time, the broadsword warrior jumped behind him, alongside Andrew.

The berserker was the most affected by this call to slaughter.

His body seemed to grow slightly with an uncontrolled roar, and he immediately jumped toward one of his enemies.

Suddenly finding themselves attacked from all sides, the members of the Clark Group screamed.

"On guard! Young Master John, come back!" shouted one of the Masters and tried to jump to defend him, but then...

Jenna appeared like a comet from the side and struck his sword fiercely, knocking him several meters away, allowing Elliot to reach his target.

Andrew and the tank summon did the same.

Elliot arrived a second later. Without using his sword, he grabbed John’s head and slammed it ferociously against the ground.

"AGHH!" A cry of pain escaped his mouth, but suddenly he found himself flying through the air, sent flying toward Andy and Philip, who grabbed him and slammed him to the ground before he could fall.

Elliot also jumped up to chase after John’s body, ready to take revenge.

At the same time, Rich and Chris jumped forward and quickly went to help those facing the rest of the team.

In an instant, the young master of the other team had been taken, falling into Elliot’s hands with ease.

This alarmed the Clark Group.

"Bastards, attack with all your strength! Show them everything you’ve got!" roared the Master, who had shouted earlier, trying unsuccessfully to shake off Jenna.

On the other hand, Elliot simply watched the battle behind him—the spells soon passed by him, attacking the Soul Mage of the other team.

This Soul Mage was more powerful than the summoning, but his skill and magical prowess weren’t as good. Plus, the summoning used an item to cast four spells simultaneously.

It was hard to defend against that.

Elliot smiled and decided not to pay any more attention to them. The battle would soon unfold with the help of his summons. They were all attacking fiercely, and it was difficult to stop someone who felt no pain.

Therefore, he could focus on his goal of revenge.

He looked at Andy and Philip. "Go help them. Leave this bastard to me."

They both nodded and left without saying a word.

At the same time, Elliot stepped forward to step on John’s hand.

"Yo, John Clark. You didn’t think you’d fall so easily into my hands, did you?" he said, smiling coldly.

John looked up and tried to attack him, but then a cold sword pierced his hand, causing him to scream in pain.

"AGHHH!" He immediately looked at Elliot with ferocity. "Damn bastard, what do you want?" He shouted, enduring the pain.

His body writhed.

Elliot simply smiled.

"What do I want? Hehehe. Obviously, I want to torture you. Did you ever think something like this would happen?" The cold smile on Elliot’s face made John finally realize where he was.

His body trembled once more.

"You... Bast... buagh!" Before he could scream, Elliot kicked him hard in the mouth.

This shattered some of his teeth.

"I don’t think I said you were allowed to talk, John Clark." Elliot then dug his sword even deeper into the bastard’s hand and cut it off.

"I told you I was going to torture you, not interview you."

John’s screams of agony were immediate, and soon they were followed by cries for mercy.

"Forgive me!" These words were repeated repeatedly, causing Elliot to laugh out loud.

"Hahahaha... Forgive you?" He bent down and grabbed John by the neck, lifting him.

"You want me to forgive you? Me? Don’t you know who I am? You’re the last person who should be asking me for forgiveness, you piece of trash. You’re really not worthy."

Once again, he slammed his head into the ground, making him scream...

This naturally attracted the attention of the masses.

In fact, from the start, this fight became incredibly famous.

A battle to the death inside the Combat Arena during the Tournament of Stars? It had never been seen before, but it wasn’t against the rules.

Now, both teams have agreed to it. So there was no injustice in anything that happened inside.

And suddenly, the person who had been the talk of the previous fights, showing excellent mastery in fighting and coordination, turned out to be a summoner?

That type of Mage is incredibly difficult to find, which makes them extremely valuable. And this one seemed to have peculiarities that others didn’t: he could fight on the front lines alongside his summons, even at a higher level than the summons themselves.

That was astonishing. Furthermore, he could handle five powerful and specialized summons with ease, even though that wasn’t his main focus, which increased his value.

In fact, thanks to that, they were witnessing the largest massacre ever carried out by a single team, while watching terrifying torture live. But this was not just any team.

It was 12 against 7.

There simply wasn’t much opportunity to defend themselves or do anything.

That made Alexander Clark and the rest of the Clark Group tremble with rage, hatred, and a deep sense of unease.

"Shit..." Alexander was fuming, but there was no way to avoid it.

Despite his anger, he could recognize that the team was finished.

’Why is he a summoner? I clearly saw him fight John before, and he had amazing agility and incredible strength. I’ve seen that even more in these fights. I admit, John is useless against him, plus he has ridiculous vitality. But then, how can you tell me he also has high senses? Is he good at everything? What the hell is going on with this bastard?’

He began to regret not killing him when he had the chance. Seeing this strength, he felt his opportunity slipping away every minute.

Furthermore, his mind was disturbed by the sight of his son screaming in agony and trying to escape from Elliot’s grasp, albeit unsuccessfully.

Elliot in the arena knew it.

’That’s a difference of more than 15 points in strength. Heh, you little bastard, even using so many Clan resources, you’re not worthy of standing in front of me, even though it’s only been a month since I awakened.’ He could only mock him in his mind, knowing that there were things he couldn’t reveal.

In front of him, John no longer had hands, and the sword was piercing one of his internal organs, killing him slowly.

John’s mouth, eyes, nose, and ears were filled with blood pouring from his body, and his pain grew with every passing second, but Elliot didn’t stop.

In a few seconds, he had asked John countless questions, reminding him why he was there.

Did you think you would fall into my hands when you killed my sister and my mother? Didn’t you think I would take revenge one day, after committing such atrocious acts?

But remembering that also reminded him of the most painful thing for him.

Originally, Elliot would have died two years ago, or at least he would have been left bedridden until he died.

But his mother and sister protected him with their lives and... dignity.

Some words touched his most sensitive fibers and rubbed his hatred, as if it were soap and they wanted to spread it all over his body.

They raped them.

His body trembled as he remembered that, and his fury swelled again.