Reincarnated Avatar; I got 2 SSS-Rank Unique Skills
Chapter 139: Ambush in the heavenly domain

Chapter 139: Ambush in the heavenly domain

{Rocket Salvo=}

A Launcher skill that fires a burst of rockets that explode on impact, dealing area damage.

Noah had barely adjusted to the familiar stunning expanse of the Heavenly Domain before his instincts screamed danger.

A flicker of golden light, a sudden shift in the wind, and then...

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

It arrived when it was already too late.

He could not dodge, and so taking out Aetherforge, Noah did the only thing he could do to reduce the damage, switching his weapon to it’s shield form and protecting himself from the explosive impact.

Noah still received some damage, but that was not the important thing.

[Your mount, Ghost has received damage!]

[HP: 47%]

[WARNING! Ghost’s HP has gone below 50%!]

[Automatically leaving combat...]

To Noah’s shock, after barely just receiving damage, his mount flickered out of existence, returning to the plane where he summoned it from.

Noah was stunned. ’Just a rocket salvo?!’

He recognized the skill immediately after it detonated, recognizing it as the Launcher skill, but Rocket Salvo was just a low-level Launcher Skill.

And yet, that was enough to take more than 50% of his mount’s HP?

Noah didn’t have the time to be shocked because he was already plummeting from the sky. And in the process, even as his brain was already calculating, he finally was able to set his sights on his enemies.

It was not just one enemy.

’Who are these guys?’ He thought.

The Launcher class was one of the more complicated classes to master in Warstar, but just from that first attack, Noah could tell that whoever attacked him was good.

And also, since his mount was the same level as him, for a mere Rocket Salvo to deal so much damage, even to him too, his enemy must be very high leveled.

Level suppression was in place.

He sighed. ’Since when did I make enemies in the Heavenly Domain?’

’I literally just arrived!’

Looking at the enemies that ambushed him from the sky, Noah counted, noting 9 of them. He could not help but grimace as he noticed another thing.

They were all level 100!

And most importantly, maybe it was because he was so high up but why did one of those Avatars look so familiar?

Noah sighed; he could already tell what was happening. ’Lord Doom’s popularity has finally caught up to me, huh?’

Even as he thought that, he already switched Aetherforge’s form again to the Rifle form, using a skill to shoot at the ground, using the recoil to kill the speed of his fall to avoid taking damage.

Just as Lord Doom touched down though, another attack came.

BOOM!

A radiant long sword wreathed in holy energy slammed into the ground in front of him, splitting the earth apart in a brilliant explosion of force.

The shockwave sent ripples through the grassland.

Noah barely dodged.

"Tch". His smirk deepened as he lazily flicked his gaze forward, he knew that long sword.

And then, from the swirling dust emerged a figure clad in silver and crimson armor, his massive frame exuding an almost regal presence.

A golden halo-like aura burned behind him, a signature of only one Avatar in the English pro scene, the Crimson Saint.

Resting the head of his long sword on the ground, his shield on his left hand, the Avatar cracked his neck before offering Noah an infuriatingly confident grin.

"Long time no see, old friend". He called.

Noah already recognized who this was.

Jonathan, Club Scarlet Rose’s Captain. One of England’s most elite players and an old thorn on his side.

Behind him, a squad of elite players materialized, forming a loose semicircle around Noah. Each was armed to the teeth, their weapons gleaming under the sunlight. This wasn’t a random encounter; it was a planned ambush.

As for the Launcher that shot Noah down, the guy stood on top a rock further back, his Rocket Launcher firmly pointed at him.

"Jonathan," Noah chuckled. "What an inviting welcome you have for me".

"Hehe," Jonathan chuckled back, then he spread his arms dramatically. "Welcome back to the Heavenly Domain, Noah, or should I call you Lord Doom?"

He smirked. "I see you finally crawled out of the mortal realm like a proper little caterpillar. Was the climb difficult? Need me to show you how real pros do it?"

Noah scoffed, resting an elbow lazily against Ghost’s saddle. "Jonathan. Still hiding behind your fan club, huh? I swear, your baby sitters get uglier every year".

Jonathan chuckled, unfazed. "And you’re still as insufferable as ever".

He shook his head. "I was hoping the grind to level 60 would humble you a little, but nah, same arrogant bastard, different domain".

Noah tilted his head. "Arrogant? Or just objectively better? Hard to tell when you’re never been me one-on-one".

This group arrived with their captain, comprising of just 1 player from Scarlet Rose’s pro team, the rookie, Chris who was the candidate to inherit Crimson Saint.

The rest of the team was comprised of the best players of the guild in the Heavenly Domain, including its guild leader who controlled the Launcher.

All of the followed their captain here, tensed to engage in a crazy battle with God Noah. They didn’t expect all this idle talk though.

And when God Noah said that, they couldn’t hold it in, some of them lost it, chuckling before quickly covering their mouths.

Noah laughed. "See? Even your guys believe me".

Jonathan snorted. "I’d be offended if you weren’t such a pathological bullshitter. But hey, since you decided to make your grand entrance in my domain, I figured I’d personally welcome you... with a little friendly beatdown".

Noah yawned. "That so? And here I thought Paladins were supposed to be honorable. Ambushing a man before he even sets food in town?"

"Tsk, tsk". He shook his head. "Does Scarlet Rose not teach you manners anymore?"

Even as Noah said that, his brain was thinking, desperately looking for a way to escape out of this situation.

His situation was not looking bright.

Jonathan’s smirk widened. "Honor’s for idiots. Winner’s don’t play fair, they play smart". He lifted his sword, holy sigils burning into existence around his form. "And I play to win".

"Good," Noah rolled his shoulders. "Because losing to me again in front of an audience? That’s gonna hurt".

Jonathan attacked.