Is this really a Game?!

Chapter 1105 Wolf's Dangerous Opponent

Mia's response was silent and swift—the downward slash that sent a wave of frost in the mage's direction arriving in an instant. The mage countered with a burst of fire, the flames roaring to life as they clashed with the frost.

For a moment, the two energies battled for dominance, but Mia's frost was infused with her mark's power, and it overwhelmed the flames, freezing the ground and creeping toward the mage's feet. Desperate, the mage conjured a barrier of light, blocking the frost just in time, but his movements had been restricted.

Taking advantage of the mage's hesitation, Beast unleashed a volley of arrows from a distance. Each arrow was guided by his wind manipulation, curving around the battlefield to strike at the light mage's blind spots. The mage managed to deflect a few with his light shield, but Beast's relentless accuracy left no room for error.

Several arrows pierced through, striking the mage's limbs and further weakening his stance.

Beast's opponent quickly tried to capitalize on the situation, appearing from Beast's left side and attempting to attack him, only to stare into the eyes of a powerful monster that stared back at him.

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Blackie had been waiting for the opportunity to attack the enemy's rogue, he and Beast had both played their cards right, making it seem as if Beast would be unable to do a single thing to the rogue if the latter came close to him, but it was all a ploy, a trick they played in order to get the rogue to show himself close to Beast, where the advantage he believed he would gain would prove to be a massive disadvantage.

Seizing the opening, Mia delivered a spinning slash that shattered the light shield entirely. Her blade, coated in frost, sliced through the mage's defenses and left a deep gash across his torso.

The mage gasped in pain, staggering backward before his body was wrapped in light, his speed increasing tremendously as he suddenly drew distance from Mia who quickly tried to chase after him, only to once again be stopped by the man who used the long curved sword.

Meanwhile, Reign faced off against two combatants who had been waiting for an opportunity to strike at him directly. One was a burly warrior wielding a massive hammer, while the other was an agile fighter with twin daggers who darted around like a bolt of lightning, in fact, he had lightning powers, just like Reign.

The hammer-wielder tried to crush Reign with sheer brute force, while the dagger-wielder aimed for quick, precise strikes at Reign's vital points.

Reign's eyes narrowed as he analyzed their movements. The hammer-wielder's attacks were predictable, relying on overwhelming power rather than finesse, while the dagger-wielder was swift but lacked the raw strength needed to finish him in one blow, the power he usually had in order to do such a thing, his lightning, obviously of a lower level compared to Reign's.

Reign's lightning-infused speed allowed him to weave between their strikes, countering with his dual swords. He parried the dagger-wielder's quick thrusts and sidestepped the hammer-wielder's heavy swings with ease, striking back whenever he saw an opening.

Realizing that they couldn't defeat Reign through ordinary means, the two combatants decided to coordinate their attacks more closely. The hammer-wielder would create openings with wide, sweeping strikes, while the dagger-wielder would capitalize on those openings with quick stabs and slashes. The two moved in tandem, their rhythm synchronized as they attempted to corner Reign.

But Reign wasn't about to be outdone. As the duo closed in on him, he activated a burst of light energy, momentarily blinding both of them. In that split second of disorientation, Reign moved with blinding speed, his swords slicing through the air in a flurry of strikes.

The dagger-wielder managed to block a few, but Reign's overwhelming pressure broke through his defenses, a clean slash cutting across his chest.

The hammer-wielder roared in anger, bringing his weapon down with all his might. Reign met the strike with his swords crossed, channeling both light and darkness into his blades. The impact created a shockwave that rippled across the platform, but Reign held firm. With a swift motion, he deflected the hammer's weight to the side, unbalancing the warrior.

Before the man could recover, Reign unleashed a devastating counter, driving his sword through the hammer-wielder's chest.

As the hammer-wielder collapsed stumbled and took a step back, the wound from his chest bleeding profusely as Reign stared at him coldly, his sword ready to attack again, to end the enemy.

Before he could do so, lightning flashed behind him as the other opponent arrived, his daggers stabbing down at Reign who quickly dodged the attack and smirked at him.

Back on the battlefield, the battles were growing more and more intense, and one of the people who had it the hardest was Wolf, who was battling one of, if not the most powerful combatant that was present in the group that attacked them.

Wolf's opponent was a formidable warrior, wielding a spear that radiated an aura of controlled fury. The man was tall and powerfully built, with an intensity in his eyes that mirrored Wolf's own. His movements were precise, each strike of his spear delivered with the intention to pierce through any defense.

Wolf could feel the power radiating from this man—a mix of raw strength and refined technique that made him a dangerous adversary.

The spear-wielder attacked first, lunging forward with blinding speed. The spear extended like a blur, aiming straight for Wolf's heart. Wolf sidestepped at the last second, feeling the tip of the spear graze his armor as he twisted to avoid the follow-up strikes. The spear moved fluidly, each thrust transitioning into the next with seamless grace.

It was like fighting a serpent, every strike calculated to strike at a weak point.

But Wolf was no stranger to fighting such opponents. His experience as a warrior allowed him to read the flow of the spear-wielder's attacks. His greatsword blazed with purple-tinted flames as he parried the spear, the clash of their weapons sending sparks flying. The force of the impact made the ground tremble, and the air around them crackled with the energy of their clashing auras.

"You've got some serious skill," Wolf said, his voice laced with excitement. "But it'll take more than that to take me down."

The spear-wielder didn't respond with words, only a slight smirk before he redoubled his efforts. His attacks became faster, and more relentless, the spear striking from unexpected angles as he tried to break through Wolf's defenses. Wolf met each attack head-on, his greatsword blocking and deflecting with precision.

He felt the sting of a few glancing blows that slipped past his guard, but he refused to let them slow him down.

Wolf's flames intensified, the chaotic energy surging around him. He knew that brute strength alone wouldn't be enough to overcome this opponent. He needed to disrupt the spear-wielder's rhythm, to throw him off balance and create an opening. With a roar, Wolf unleashed a wave of Everlasting flames that surged toward the spear-wielder.

The flames swept across the platform, forcing the spear-wielder to leap back to avoid being engulfed. But Wolf was already on him, closing the distance with a burst of speed. He swung his greatsword in a wide arc, the flames trailing behind it like the tail of a comet.

The spear-wielder barely managed to bring his weapon up in time, blocking the strike, but the force of the blow sent him skidding backward.

"Let's see how you handle this!" Wolf shouted as he pressed the attack. He launched a series of heavy strikes, each one powered by his flames. The ground cracked beneath their feet as the sheer power of the attacks sent shockwaves through the air.

The spear-wielder's expression remained focused, but Wolf could see the strain starting to show. The brutal nature of Wolf's attacks was wearing him down, forcing him to expend more energy to maintain his defense. For every precise thrust of the spear, Wolf answered with overwhelming force, driving his opponent back step by step.

But the spear-wielder wasn't done yet. He suddenly spun his spear in a circular motion, creating a barrier of energy that repelled Wolf's flames. The energy then condensed into the tip of the spear, and with a swift motion, he unleashed a devastating thrust aimed straight at Wolf's chest. The attack was incredibly fast, the spear seemingly extending like a bolt of lightning.

Wolf's eyes widened as he recognized the danger. He barely managed to twist his body, the spear grazing his side and cutting through his armor. The pain was sharp, but Wolf ignored it, focusing on countering the attack. He grabbed the shaft of the spear with one hand, holding it in place while swinging his greatsword with the other.

The spear-wielder's eyes narrowed as he realized he was momentarily trapped. He let go of the spear with one hand, channeling energy into his free palm and blasting it toward Wolf. The burst of energy struck Wolf's chest, sending him sliding backward, but he refused to let go of the spear.

Instead, he tightened his grip and yanked the spear-wielder toward him, using the momentum to deliver a powerful knee strike to his opponent's stomach.

The spear-wielder grunted in pain, the impact forcing the air from his lungs. Wolf didn't waste the opportunity. He released the spear and brought his greatsword down in a diagonal slash, aiming to cleave his opponent in half. The spear-wielder barely managed to twist his body, avoiding a fatal blow, but the blade still bit deep into his shoulder, drawing blood.

With a snarl, the spear-wielder retaliated with a spinning kick, his foot crackling with energy as it struck Wolf's side. The impact sent Wolf staggering to the side, but he quickly regained his footing, his flames roaring to life as he prepared for the next exchange. Blood dripped from both of them, but neither combatant showed any sign of backing down.

"You're not bad," Wolf admitted, wiping blood from his mouth. "But this is where I finish it."