White Online-Chapter 605: The End of the First Round (6)

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After the shaking, dark clouds gathered above the Moon City. It was the first time ever that there were clouds on the moon.

The pedestrians, walking in the streets, watched with fascination as the thunderstorm raged high above. They already felt the earthquakes, and thought that there were two mighty gods fighting in the arena.

''Haaah...'' Hades had his hands raised, pointing towards the dark clouds, ''Whooo... whooo...''

As he inhaled, and exhaled, he suddenly formed fists, and screamed, ''Underworld's Impurity!''

Crackle... as a quiet crackle echoed, suddenly dark lightning flew out of the clouds, and struck Isaac.

''?!'' Isaac was sent flying away, across the arena, until he crashed into the rock-made wall. Over his left eye, a lightning mark appeared, which started burning like acid.

''What is this?'' He thought aloud while trying to touch the lightning mark. However, it stings like crazy. His Health Bar turned black, which was the first time it happened. Before, it only showed three colors, green, yellow, and red.

[You Have Been Corrupted By Godly Energy!]

[Half-Godly Legacy Can't Defend Against It!]

''That doesn't sound good...''

''Raaaah!'' Hades jumped across the air, and stretched his hand towards the sky. The black-shafted bident appeared in his hand, then he started falling, and threw it towards Isaac.

Isaac tilted his head as the bident grazed past his cheek, and stabbed through the wall. Then, the bident returned to Hades' hand as he landed on the ground, then he stabbed with it, trying to impale Isaac like a common insect.

As the bident shredded through the air, Isaac placed the rifle as a block, and managed to block the first strike. However, then Hades swept his legs from under him, causing him to fall on his back. Then the bident appeared before him, the two pitchfork-like blades fell straight towards his face.

Isaac rolled around toward the left, barely dodging the bident. He immediately climbed to his feet, and fired the rifle, but the bullets were deflected by Hades' masterful slashes.

''HA!'' Hades screamed, and jumped into the air. While in mid-air, he placed the bident into a thrusting stance. Then, the shaft started smoking as he started stabbing, ''Underworld Rain!''

In the eyes of the spectators, it looked like a heavy rain appeared in the arena. They couldn't even see the bident as it crashed on the ground like a downpour.

Isaac desperately tried to weave through the thousands of instantanous bident thrusts. However, his limit was soon reached as long, bloody cuts appeared on his body.

'Think!' Isaac screamed as he looked above. The bident thrusts again rained down, and he didn't think he could keep dodging much longer, 'The Marksman of Space is still on cooldown, leaving me with few options to use in this situation.'

'Let's just try my luck.' Isaac moved his body to the left, and barely managed to dodge a dozen bident thrusts. Each, if hit correctly, had enough strength to kill him.

''White Storm!'' As his shout entered everyone's ears, a dangerous snowstorm appeared in the arena, and broke the visibility. Hades stopped attacking, and frowned while being in the middle of the snowstorm. The cold didn't bother him, but the strong winds did.

With his nimble fingers, he started spinning the bident around, trying to push the snowstorm away. However, then he felt a presence nearing his back. He whipped his head around, and saw Isaac's silhouette, hiding in the snowstorm while aiming.

''Shit!'' He immediately swung the bident towards him. However, Isaac had already fired a muffled-sounding bullet.

'Seismic-Wave...'

The shockwave struck the bident, sending a wave of recoiling impact that couldn't be blocked in mid-air. Hades gritted his teeth, and was sent flying. He crashed through the arena's walls, and appeared outside of the arena.

As he crashed on the ground, he rolled backward for another hundred meters before crashing into another building. This time, the concrete wall painfully stopped his momentum.

The arena turned loud as everyone started whispering. Did this mean Hades lost? He was basically out of bounds.

However, then they saw Isaac running in the arena before kicking the ground, and jumping over the arena. Under shocked expressions of Gods, and Goddesses, he left the arena, and used Multi-Eyes.

He could see Hades, awkwardly climbing to his feet.

'Let's see does this work.' Isaac aimed, and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

Hades turned his head towards the sky, and saw a flying bullet. He immediately grabbed the bident from the ground, and put it in the way. However, when the bullet was about to touch the bident, it went straight through, like it wasn't real.

''W-Wha--'' He paused once the bullet drilled through his neck, 'What the hell is this bullet!'

The bullet left behind a gaping hole in his throat.

''Ugh... ugh...'' As Hades coughed out blood, he heard another loud bang. Isaac fired a bullet, coated with Death Touch.

He awkwardly moved out of the way. As the bullet, clad in death touch, touched the building, it vaporized.

Hades's wound in his neck slowly healed. He tightened his grip on the bident as he blocked a shower of bullets that flew from Isaac. However, one of the bullets drilled through his thigh.

''Shit!''

Isaac landed on the ground, and pulled out Silvercloud. With a tight grip, he emptied the magazine quickly while running towards the black-haired god.

Hades weaved through the bullets, and used bident to block the ones he couldn't dodge. Then, he clashed with Isaac. Both of them swung their weapons, and as they clashed, they used their free hands to trade punches.

Isaac, and Hades staggered backward, both having identical-looking punched marks on their cheeks. They stepped forth, and again swung their weapons. As the bident struck the sniper rifle, Hades punched with a left cross. However, Isaac blocked it with his right forearm.

They shared glanzes. Hades' crimson eyes radiated a killing intent, while Isaac's silvery eyes had a cold calmness. As they stood silently, they felt hundreds of gazes fixated on their back.

The Gods, and Goddesses appeared on top of the arena, watching the match with great interest. The Inhumans, and everyone watching from Four Seasons, were in the dark. They couldn't see the match.