The ancient weapon desperately sought help, but none came.
The other five ancient weapons were in just as dire a situation, each overwhelmed by the Overgeared members who had strategically split into several groups.
But among all the battles, the one suffering the most was the ancient weapon facing Regas.
[The 5th combo has been achieved!]
[The effect of the 'Lightning Duke's Knuckles' has been activated, causing additional physical damage to the target.]
[The 6th combo has been achieved!]
[The effect of the 'Lightning Duke's Knuckles' has been activated, causing additional lightning damage to the target.]
[The 8th combo has been achieved!]
[The effect of the 'Lightning Duke's Knuckles' has been activated, causing additional physical and lightning damage to the target.]
[The 10th combo has been achieved!]
[The effect of the 'Lightning Duke's Knuckles' has been activated, causing Thunder Chariot to be triggered.]
The battlefield trembled as a thunderous chariot descended from the sky, crashing down upon the ancient weapon with divine force. The once-mighty golem fell to its knees, unable to withstand the relentless assault.
A great eagle swooped overhead, then morphed mid-air into a man.
The beast warrior, adorned with silver wristblades engraved with a golden "G", landed beside Regas and let out a roar reminiscent of a lion.
[Weaken all nearby enemies.]
"Kukuk! Kuhahat! Now I will slice you up!" Toon growled, his excitement barely contained.
His body twisted, muscles stretching, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a ferocious werewolf. His wristblades, now greatly enhanced, gleamed as they slashed through the air.
The ancient weapon, still paralyzed by the Lightning Duke's Knuckles, was unable to resist. Sparks of electricity danced across its massive frame as it suffered continuous, devastating damage.
Meanwhile, on the south wall, another ancient weapon was staggering under the brutal assault of Pon and Vantner.
Pon and Vantner's chaotic battle tactics continued as the ancient weapon struggled to deal with their unpredictable teamwork.
Jjejeong! Jjeejeeeong!
Kwa kwang! Kwa kwa kwa kwang!
The battlefield echoed with the deafening clash of metal and explosions.
The ancient weapon, unable to endure any longer, swung its massive arms in desperation.
Pon, the agile spearman, leaped away effortlessly, while Guardian Knight Vantner braced himself behind his shield.
Despite his sturdy defense, the sheer force of the attack left Vantner shaken. He failed to completely absorb the impact and stiffened from the backlash.
Sensing an opening, the ancient weapon began to charge up a magic blast aimed directly at Vantner.
Realizing the danger, Vantner's face paled.
Instead of offering immediate aid, Pon smirked and used Vantner's shoulder as a springboard to propel himself forward.
"Are you stiffened right now? Just hold it."
Pon spun mid-air and unleashed his devastating skill.
The sonic spear pierced straight through the ancient weapon's thick skull, shattering half of its head. The massive golem staggered, its movements now sluggish.
Pon landed gracefully and grinned. "Okay!"
Meanwhile, Vantner—now charred black from the magic blast—was fuming with rage.
"You jerk...! How dare you use a companion as a sacrifice?! Huh?! Did you feel good?!"
Pon merely shrugged. "It's called teamwork."
Vantner's face twitched. "Shit! What is this teamwork?!"
Seeing Pon's smug expression, Vantner couldn't hold back anymore. He swung his axe at Pon in frustration.
"Today I will kill you!"
Pon laughed and dodged. "Try it if you can, bald bastard."
Vantner seethed. His face was now as red as a boiled octopus.
Amidst their bickering, the ancient weapon saw an opportunity. It raised its arms and prepared to strike.
But once again, Pon dodged effortlessly, and Vantner blocked with his shield.
The same pattern repeated. The golem realized it had to change tactics. Instead of focusing on the agile Pon, it decided to target Vantner once again with another magic blast.
Vantner's expression turned serious. "Hey Pon! This time you should really help me! I will die this time! Yes?"
Pon smirked. "Use your Invincible skill~"
Vantner gritted his teeth. Ever since the Malacus raid, he had invested heavily in stamina, making him as stubborn and unkillable as a cockroach.
Pon knew this better than anyone, which is why he continued to one-sidedly use Vantner as a tank.
The ancient weapon fired another devastating magic blast at Vantner, only to be stabbed dozens of times in retaliation.
Pon admired his handiwork. "My skills are indeed perfect."
An axe came flying straight at him.
In the distance, watching the entire ordeal unfold, Faker smirked.
"Those two are still acting like that."
With a slight chuckle, he warned them, "Pay attention to the opponent in front of you. There's no room for cockiness."
Faker, The first rank Assassin in whole Satisfy.
The top-ranked assassin did not participate in the National Competition. While the other top rankers spent their time competing, he focused solely on leveling up. As a result, he had now reached level 293 and was ranked 17th on the unified leaderboard.
His dedication bore results.
With swift movements, he created twenty clones and scaled the ancient weapon from all sides. The golem stood in the middle of the city, its massive body stained with the blood of countless people. The humans had been too weak to pose a threat, so it had paid them no attention.
However, this time was different.
The ancient weapon recoiled in shock as twenty daggers pierced its body, inflicting significant damage. Holes began forming in its once-impenetrable exterior.
Roaring in frustration, the golem swung its arms like windmills in an attempt to shake off its attackers.
Faker, however, did not attempt to defend himself. Instead, he advanced with incredible agility, dodging the wild strikes and closing in on the golem's neck.
Sensing danger, the ancient weapon opened its mouth to unleash a blast of magical energy.
"Thank you," Faker muttered.
Before the golem could attack, he threw five daggers directly into its open mouth.
An instant later, the daggers exploded.
The ancient weapon staggered before finally collapsing. Even in its final moments, it remained committed to its assault, swinging its massive arm toward Faker as it fell.
Caught midair with limited mobility, Faker found himself in a dangerous situation. As an assassin with low health and defense, a direct hit from the golem's attack could prove fatal.
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