God of Tricksters

Chapter 288 - Win

The Magic Bullets hit first and lowered the power of her attack. And a change was made to his Cannon Blast.

With the remaining Magic Power, he used his Telekinesis to pressure the air in front of his attack and dispersed it to the side, making his Cannon Blast swirl like Nella's Twister.

In other words, this was the last battle where they decided everything with a head-on confrontation.

"I will win!" Nella shouted and released every ounce of her strength to push back Theo's strength, albeit she seemed to have forgotten Theo was not chivalrous as he seemed to be.

To win, he would use whatever.

And it was also the reason why Theo summoned his clone. At that moment, Clone Theo used his Telekinesis to bind Nella's body, stopping her from doing any movement.

"Kh!" Nella gritted her teeth. Due to his Telekinesis, the Magic Power was disrupted and stopped the flow in her technique, allowing Theo's Cannon Blast to gain enough momentum to hit her.

"Gah!" Nella coughed up blood as the Cannon Blast brushed her skin, adding more grazes on her skin. At the same time, the energy pushed her body down as she didn't have enough strength to even support herself. She muttered, "All fair in war."

She couldn't help but remember what her father said in the past. It was when she was a mere six years old.

At that time, she asked her father. "Father, is it true that Nella can't win against Cousin? Nella wants to fulfill Father's wish, so Nella wants to win."

Hearing that question and Nella's wish, her father replied with his back facing her, giving a sense of loneliness. "Nella, it's impossible. Your talent can't be compared to him. If he truly wishes to claim that position, no one will dare to object to it."

"Why? You said Nella has the same level of talent as the Magic Saint."

"Yeah, but his talent…" Her father looked to the sky with a sigh. "Have you ever heard this phrase… Improvise, adapt, overcome?"

"Yes."

"That's his talent. You are a genius that may surpass the Magic Saint. However, he can look at your power, learn anything from your talent and cope with the difference, and finally strengthen that power."

Nella opened her mouth in amazement.

"It's a useless talent if he doesn't have any desire to go up, but it will become his greatest weapon when he wants to get stronger. That talent is useless if there are no people around him, but in this world, he will meet many people and geniuses like you. With him learning from a thousand geniuses, will you be able to defeat him?"

Nella couldn't say anything when her father explained Theo's talent.

And even now, Nella could only close her eyes as her body fell to the ground. She muttered, "Father, he is too strong."

"Thersland Wins!" Diego announced after Nella fell down without any energy to stand up.

"Uoh!" The cheers were shaking the arena. Theo just proved himself to be stronger than Nella despite fighting for a weaker country. With that kind of harsh condition, Theo managed to win, showing that his talent was bigger than Nella's.

Theo remained still while Nella gathered enough strength to sit on the ground, staring at Theo. "Cousin, you are truly the only one."

Unfortunately, her words didn't reach Theo.

Theo's appearance suddenly changed.

There was blood here and there previously, but it turned out Theo had been faking his appearance this whole time.

With the illusion leaving his body, Nella sucked a cold breath as she looked at Theo. His shirt was torn and covered with blood while his eyes had lost their light. In fact, it made one wonder why he hadn't collapsed yet.

As soon as that thought appeared, his body unexpectedly fell to the front.

Out of desperation, Nella crawled and barely caught him in her embrace.

Theo had lost his consciousness.

Seeing Theo in this state, she couldn't help but hug Theo tightly while saying, "Cousin, if you are like this, how can I even hope to win against you… You are truly a big dummy."

She just realized the blood in the arena was more than what they had seen. In other words, Theo had been covering up his condition and kept fighting to the very end.

"This… This… I am speechless. I don't know how to comment on this fight." Sheira scratched her head, trying to come up with something. "I seriously don't know what to say. Even though Theodore's fighting prowess was below Nella's, he managed to solve everything skillfully. This is his undeniable strength.

"On the other hand, Nella kept pushing herself in any situation. After she couldn't keep up with Theo, she changed her strategy and chose to let Theodore hit her. In exchange, she also managed to land a couple of hits, causing mutual destruction.

"They all wanted to defeat their opponent, but the enemy was simply far too strong. I can confidently say that this was the best battle in this competition. You just can't change my mind.

"I want everyone to give a big applause to both participants." Sheira paused for a moment before her eyes were fixed on Theo. "Still, I admire one person in this competition. Despite being injured this whole time, he never showed it on his face.

"Even with blood covering his body, Theodore hid it under his Illusion. Looking back at his previous fights, I have noticed that his illusion technique can't be considered a skill because he can wield two skills at once. In other words, it's probably a small portion of the skill that can be activated simultaneously with others. There are several examples about this…"

Sheira continued her explanation and didn't forget to praise Theo for his guts.

Diego quickly raised his hand and shouted, "Medic!"

However, Nella seemed to have noticed something. She whispered to Theo while smiling, "Cousin… Do you know? I may lose this battle, but I win the war. I can't wait to call you by your name, my dear cousin."