Shadow Slave

Chapter 541

"An incredible win by Lord… uh, by Mongrel!"

Looking at the cloud of blood rising above the arena, Syclus couldn't contain his enthusiasm.

Today, there were no simultaneous duels, as there were only thirty-two contenders left. Each battle was intense and exciting, and received the full attention of the commentators.

Looking at the cheering audience, Dimi laughed.

"Indeed, indeed… Mongrel did very well against No Wait. That Aspect of his is a real menace, believe me. I've been on the receiving end of those explosions way too many times!"

Dimi had been one of the first renowned duelists of the Dreamscape, back when it had been just growing popular ten or so years ago, so he was talking from experience.

Syclus glanced at the chat, knowing that it was a good time to involve the viewers in the discussion. Coincidentally, he noticed a comment concerning something that he himself was curious about.

"Yeah, very devious! But, Dimi… don't you feel like Mongrel behaved a bit out of character today? I mean, he practically called a respected Dreamscape veteran an idiot. With how noble, dignified, and chivalrous Mongrel usually is…"

Dimi thought for a bit, then shook his head.

"You see, Syclus… I respected Mongrel before, but now I truly admire him. It takes a very talented fighter to quickly recognize a battle style, true. Mongrel is talented... but he is also wise."

He smiled.

"Because it takes a very wise man to quickly recoginze an idiot. And make no mistake, this guy is a complete buffoon! Believe me, I have the misfortune of knowing him pretty well. I mean… only an idiot would end up with an alias like "What? No, Wait!"... right?"

Instantly, a deluge of comments flooded the chat:

"True! Mongrel is so wise!"

"Wise, deadly, and handsome!"

"How do you know that he's handsome, fool? He never takes off that creepy mask!"

"You mean SHE is handsome? Wait, that doesn't sound right…"

"...Can someone ban that troll already?!"

end up with that alias. Why would an idiot like that even try

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where I've seen

next duel when he suddenly remembered how he had entered the Dreamscape for the first time. Back then, he had almost ended up with that exact name after accidentally saying the words out loud. Luckily, it

the guy! Poor

that being called Mongrel was

amused, he sat down and circulated his essence through the coils of the Soul Serpent, aiming to replenish it completely before

a feeling that it wasn't

***

three duels were

hair who wore a light armor, wielding a round shield and a spear. His technique was impeccable, but the most dangerous

fact, that Sunny could barely see some of his movements. The worst part was

deceptively slow until he chose to attack, at which point his weapons almost teleported from one place to another. Sunny only managed to resist because his enemy skillfully masked

was to kill the deadly opponent as fast as possible, but Sunny was utterly fascinated by the way Lowph used his soul essence, so he lingered, trying to infer details of this technique from how the

was why Lowph ended up being the first human to make

the breastplate of the Mantle and one of the spaulders, sinking

save himself from a retaliatory strike, Lowph glanced at the vibrant crimson liquid on

you're human, after

the pain and tilted his

"Am I?"

because he was done learning Lowph's style, but because even with Blood Weave, he wasn't sure that he would last long,

deal with fast enemies. So, in the end, neither speed nor incredible

deep wound disappeared as soon as Sunny returned to the

I have ways to go as far as controlling essence goes,

really tough, but ended up being only slightly torturous. His enemy this time

while his enemy masterfully weaved the effects of Aspect Abilities into an already swift and lethal combat technique,

of Truth], which diminished the burden a little. More importantly, he had a rich experience dealing with the Crushing. Even though Everain was able to make him sweat by

however… made him rethink

a friendly-looking guy with a funny alias, Dynisor. Weirdly, he wore simple garments instead of an armor and

muscles suddenly ballooned and shifted, ripping through

frightening hybrid creature that resembled a predatory humanoid lizard. A split second later, the creature

one, the hybrid fought with a measured technique

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