White Online-Novel

In the watching area.

The atmosphere was starting to get heated.

Both NPCs and Players cheered loudly, most of them cheered for HolySword's victory.

Many betted for his victory after all, and a few lonesome figures who gambled on Isaac could have a big payday ahead.

It was apparent who betted on Isaac.

Few NPCs had sweaty palms as their hands were on praying gestures, hoping for Isaac's victory.

None of the Players betted for Isaac's victory because they thought it was obvious who would win, but they weren't as confident anymore.

''Come on, HolySword! Use your sword— you can't win with defending!'' The Players started back seating; many even had red faces after all that shouting.

''HolySword? Why are you called like that if you don't use your goddamn sword! You are stronger in Close Quarters, just fucking attack!''

''Attack, attack, attack! Come on!''

Neither HolySword nor Isaac can hear any sound coming from the watching area, but Players and NPCs alike didn't care as they kept shouting.

''I would have won already— what a noob!'' One of the Players arrogantly said as he was surrounded by his friends, who also were lucky enough to enter the paradise made by Tristan and Tiffany.

There were few, who couldn't enter, but they left them behind and started adventuring with faces full of excitement, and the thing they found was much better than they expected to find.

They now feel special knowing about a place, which is hidden from common people.

Tristan was not far from them and heard their arrogant conversation. He sighed and shook his head as he knew that the level of the battle they were witnessing was way above ordinary player level.

It could be almost at the level of Pro's.

He was almost certain that those arrogant players would have got defeated in seconds, let alone win.

Back in the arena.

''You know what... You have zero bullets left.'' HolySword said with a grin; he moved his shield so that his bare chest could be visible, filled with explosive muscles.

Isaac didn't answer; instead kept aiming towards HolySword, his arms were still trembling, and a slight sign of frost was visible on his outfit.

''Heh...'' HolySword lowered his stance and put his sword into a stabbing stance while his shield was protecting his side, and he was ready to move it to block his body if needed.

''You are strong, I admit, you are around level 30, I assume?'' HolySword guessed, and after not receiving a reply, he shrugged and continued, ''Getting lowered by 5 levels isn't that bad— you will still be around Pro Player levels, but of course, hehe, you can't catch up on top players anymore.'' He winked and felt truly thrilled after knowing that there was nothing that could go wrong anymore.

The reason why he thinks that Isaac is level 30, is because of abnormally high Vitality for Shooter Class and the skill he has shown, which can only mean that Isaac is around 30 level.

If he knew that Isaac was only level 26, he would probably pass out of shock.

''Hmm, can I know your level? You know, so that I don't feel too bad about my loss.'' Isaac said with a twitching eyebrow.

HolySword smirked, ''Sure, I am level 30, so we are the same level, no need to be sullen because of your loss.'' After finishing his words, he took a step forwards and started running straight towards Isaac.

He knows that he needs to hurry before Isaac's cooldown ends.

A layer of ice started slowly forming on the barrel of Musket Rifle, which was a signal for HolySword to put a shield as a block, but because he did that, he didn't notice the layer of ice disappearing.

Isaac concentrated his strength on his right leg and jumped!

HolySword heard the sound of jumping, which could be easy enough to be heard, and he slightly lowered the shield, so he could see where he jumped.

He saw Isaac jumping straight over his shield and body!

''Wha—'' He couldn't believe his eyes as he saw Isaac jumping much higher than he had anyone seen jumping before; even Archers he met couldn't jump so high!

''First Vitality, now his Agility?!'' He exclaimed, but he soon regained his focus.

Even though Isaac's jumping ability is incredible, it still shouldn't change the outcome of the match.

With his longsword, he lunged forwards and was already thrusting it forwards.

Isaac, after landing on the ground, quickly did a side step, which was enough to dodge the longsword, but it wasn't a long-term solution because HolySword instantly changed his direction of the attack.

From thrusting stance, his stance changed into a slashing stance, and without further ado, he swung his sword straight towards Isaac's neck.

HolySword completely ignored his defense and put all his effort into the attacking. He has counted the time and knows that it has been 10 seconds since the cooldown should have started.

He knows that he has only 5 seconds left to finish the match!

But, this was also the moment Isaac was waiting!

He took a quick step backward and watched as the longsword brushed past his throat, the tip almost touching.

But, since HolySword's swing of the sword was so wide, he was left completely unguarded, and his shield was nowhere near to protect his body.

Isaac, as quickly as possible, aimed his Musket Rifle towards HolySword's torso, or more precisely, at the spot where his heart should be.

HolySword gritted his teeth and concentrated his gaze on the Musket Rifle's barrel and didn't see the layer of ice forming, which means that he has nothing to worry about!

'4 seconds left, my next move will finish this!' HolySword's heart started beating loudly as he started getting more excited and quickly tried to cancel his swing, so he could finish this match.

But then...

Isaac squeezed the trigger.

*BANG!*

''Eh?'' HolySword's steps halted as something pierced through his heart. He shakily turned his head back towards Isaac and saw the barrel smoking, like it had been just fired.

''N-No... T-That's not possible...'' He touched his chest, which was dripping with blue liquid.

''N-N-No... I had 4 seconds left— you didn't even reload!'' HolySword screamed and soon fell down on his knees as his legs started turning into pixels.

He took one last hateful glance towards Isaac and saw his relieved face, which made him even angrier.

''You cheater!'' HolySword screamed and turned his gaze towards the spectators, ''He is cheate—'' His whole body turned into pixels and disappeared from the World of White.

Isaac sighed and shook his head because of the false accusations.

*Ding* *Ding*

[You Killed Player HolySword]

[1500 XP Earned!]