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Scared shitless, the players stood above the sand with heartbeats racing and tense limbs. Their eyes kept shifting from a sand dun to another, trying to catch a glimpse at the predator underneath them. Unfortunately, only rolling waves of sand covered their vision.

There was absolutely no sign of the serpent's whereabouts. This feeling of knowing that they were being watched without the ability to discern from where caused their already tense limbs to stiffen even further.

They would rather have the beast towering over them as before than hide underneath their feet like this.

Seconds went by and the only thing that was still making its presence heard, was the sound of the desert getting larger and spreading wider.

The serpent was acting the same as a chef, preparing the ingredients meticulously before cooking them off. However, its way of doing things was putting a dent in those players' mentality.

Their gut feeling screamed at them to leave this death trap. Yet, their bodies were as unresponsive as a log.

Zoe and the spectators all went quiet as well. No one made a single sound, as their eyes were fixated on the serpent that was swimming within the sand, unhindered like a fish in the ocean. Few whispers were thrown here and there about who was the lucky player to get picked up first.

Suddenly, their eyes brightened up, as they noticed the serpent slithering towards a player that had a frozen area of sand around him.

The player was putting his entire focus on freezing the sand underneath him, so the serpent wouldn't pop out straight under his feet.

Too bad, his proactive defensive attempt made the serpent put its focus on him first. It sensed that it shouldn't let him continue building his defenses around him. Otherwise, it would affect its final attack.

Thus, the poor lad just shot himself in the foot, as the serpent used its long golden tail like a whip, sending it towards his feet.

Boom, Crack!

The frozen sand broke into small pieces, as the tail kept penetrating it without a single ounce of resistance.

Frightened, the player tried to jump in the air after sensing that his defenses were getting ruptured within moments. However, before he reached even one-meter mid-air, the tail latched into his waist and dragged him down, burying him out of sight in an instant.

It happened so fast, the others in the area didn't even catch a glimpse at the serpent. The only thing their eyes kept feeding them was a two-meter hole left behind after that deadly and hidden ambush.

The open cross was engulfed in an ever creepier silence. Gulping sounds were heard here and there, as the players were on the verge of a mental breakdown. Their mind and instinct kept clashing for control over their bodies.

instinct kept sending signals to retreat as fast as possible. Meanwhile, their minds refused to disobey

taking a toll on their bodies, leaving them unfocused and weakened. They already had a null chance of slaying the serpent with

spectators, waiting for their turn to

her nails while observing this trashy display of skills. In her eyes, there were plenty of ways they could rely on

fastest way, was of course to use a bait to drag the serpent out and bombard it

underneath while having every defensive ability on

miss his voice, and after constant provocative attempts, the serpent

all of their strongest offensive abilities would have an easy time barraging it after it

of the many ways this battle could have played out. But those strategies only worked for

own decisions properly? Forget about having synergy with each other, they

feeling always gets in the way of her request, thus lowering their strength by at least 60%. This issue only crops up during those

want to admit it. She would rather blame the

Serpent wasn't in the mood to entertain

enlarging within eyesight abruptly stopped, leaving the players worried about this unknown action

"It is coming!!!!"

with a slender finger at the serpent, which buried deep down start

opened up yet again, but this

Whoosh! Whoosh!...

the sand oozing speed was fast, then its withdrawal

but the fact that the sand was whirling in the process, creating

this raging storm that was traveling 750km/h. Their bodies

spraying blood and pieces of flesh in the air just to be obliterated by the storm. As for the rest of the players, their skin was being peeled slowly by the sand particles, which were battering

"Ahh.!..."

over this torturous way of dying, sand assaulted the inside of

mattered that much. Sadly, it wasn't even

in having a mini storm inside the body too, destroying every

Oooooh!

heads all drew back while hissing at the sight of