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Chapter 140: Lord Doom vs the Crimson Saint, and his crew

Chapter 140: Lord Doom vs the Crimson Saint, and his crew

Lord Doom vs the Crimson Saint?

Noah truly wished it was a 1v1.

But no, this guy was just too shameless and unscrupulous, bringing a whole squad with him just to fight him with a level suppression of 40, 40!

’Sigh...,’ Noah truly felt like hurling curses at Jonathan at this moment but having clashed with him countless times in the big stage, he knew how immune to curses and how much of a thick skin this guy had.

And this was why, instead of talking more, he got set to defend himself.

Jonathan attacked.

In an instant, his long sword blurred forward, the force of his swing distorting the air as golden energy flared around him. But Lord Doom was already moving.

Lord Doom didn’t move to face him though.

Rather, he ran!

"Hahaha," Jonathan laughed. "Run, shameless bastard!"

Watching what was happening, the other Paladin in Jonathan’s group, the teenager stared with wide eyes. "G-God Noah is running?" He stammered.

He sounded shocked. "But I thought the Battle God never runs".

As he pursued, Jonathan sighed. "That is your problem Chris. You’re very talented, but you’re just too pure for your own good".

"And that’s what I want to correct before you inherit my Crimson Saint".

"You won’t go anywhere with that mentality of yours".

"Against shameless bastards like this guy here, with that mentality, you won’t even know how you died".

"To win, you have to develop a shrewd and cunning mind".

Lord Doom interrupted. "So, this is a training session? Great!"

"You, shut up!"

Having missed his first attack, Crimson Saint was already moving again.

He reacted fast having predicted that Lord Doom would run. And with a movement speed, the level suppression made him close the distance instantly, bringing his long sword down in a mighty swing.

But then...

BOOOOM!

Aetherforge materialized in Lord Doom’s hand again having kept it before, in its Battle Lance form as he blocked the attack.

The impact cracked the very heavens, the grassland trembling beneath the clash of two of England’s most legendary players.

But one thing was apparent immediately, Lord Doom was weaker... far weaker.

The moment their weapons clashed; the weight of level suppression slammed into Lord Doom like a mountain.

It was a crushing difference.

The raw disparity between a level 60 Avatar and a level 100 Avatar was apparent. Lord Doom’s movements felt heavier, his reaction speed just a fraction slower, and the damage numbers flashing above his head were brutally unforgiving.

Noah smiled darkly. ’No wonder these bastards took out Ghost in a single strike’.

And worse still, Jonathan was not fighting alone.

As soon as he moved, the others moved.

Jonathan’s Paladin aura burned around him like a second sun, boosting his team’s stats while suffocating Noah’s combat presence.

"Not so untouchable now, huh?" Jonathan sneered, swinging his long sword in a devastating arc.

Noah barely leaned away before a Spellblade blurred in from his blind spot, his enchanted longsword coated in blazing energy, slashing towards his side.

CLANG!

Lord Doom twisted mid-air, using the shaft of his lance to deflect, but the impact sent him hurtling backward.

Before he could recover, the Launcher in Jonathan’s squad, Scarlet Rose’s guild leader locked onto Lord Doom, unleashing a barrage of homing missiles that screamed toward his location.

BOOOOOM!

The explosion tore the sky apart.

A blinding inferno of flame and shrapnel erupted, swallowing Noah whole.

For a moment, there was silence, then...

"Did you really think it’d be that easy?"

A blur of black and crimson exploded from the smoke.

Noah landed behind the Berserker in an instant, his lance already driving forward. His movements were ghostly and rapid.

The moment he realized that he was ambushed and after knowing that it was Jonathan, he paid attention to his rival’s crew composition.

Apart from Jonathan’s Crimson Saint, there was the Paladin controlled by the boy, then 7 others; a Launcher, a Spellblade, a Berserker, 2 Elementalists, a Mage, and a Mechanic, making 9 enemies in total.

Noah worked with that information as he started his desperate counterattack, pushing his reflexes to the limit.

Behind the Berserker, his lance drove forward.

BAM!

{CRITICAL HIT=}

The Berserker’s health plummeted, but even that was heavily affected by the level suppression of 40 levels.

Noah grimaced. Before he could press his attack, the young Paladin showing incredible battle awareness already arrived, slamming his shield forward, unleashing a golden Divine Repulse that knocked him back.

Noah was surprised, not even Jonathan read his movements that first.

Noting his surprise, Jonathan smirked. "Shocked, huh?"

"Well, know this, this boy is my weapon to usurp your throne". He laughed. "I wanted you to have an early encounter with him".

"Chris, hold nothing back!"

"Yes captain!"

Even as Lord Doom bled and he retreated, Noah’s tongue was as sharp as ever. "Beat me? Usurp my throne? Don’t you think you’re placing unrealistic expectations on his shoulders?"

"To even place the delusion on him to defeat me, do you want to crush him under the pressure of my brilliance?"

Jonathan smirked. "We’ll see who shall be crushed, you or him".

As Lord Dom staggered back from the young Paladin’s attack, the Mechanic took the opening, deploying automated turrets that instantly began locking on their intended target.

The 2 Elementalists and Mage followed up with a chain-casted bombardment, firestorms, ice spikes, and bolts of dark energy raining down on his position, cutting off Lord Doom’s escape route.

A level 11 coordinated team was suffocating.

Not even Noah could escape being suffocated.

It was like fighting against an entire raid boss solo. Noah’s instincts screamed at him to move faster, strike harder, but the level gap forced him into a reactive battle that he was sorely losing.

And that was when it happened..., silently, unexpected.

By the time Noah noticed, it was already too late.

{Back Stab=}

A high-damage low level Assassin skill.

BAM!

Lord Doom’s HP dropped below 50% in an instant.

Lord Doom rolled forward at the last moment, avoiding a classic Assassin follow-up skill attack. That would have been a high-level Assassin skill this time and if it hit, Noah would have been done for.

But still, he gritted his teeth. ’Damn bastard!’

’To hide a 10th enemy, and an Assassin to booth!’

’Shameless bastard!’