William Anderson

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  • by William Anderson Disintegrating the ice wall, I moved forward, ensuring that I didn't step on Challes's gut, stomach, brain, or anything else left in a single piece. This wasn't really a surprise, in fact, I'd sent him to take out the sword precisely because I knew about this trap, and that the only way to disarm it was to trigger it. Or you could say I didn't know of any other way. In the novel, Leon had also fallen for the trap but didn't die because his system helped him to absorb the energy the sword forcefully…
  • by William Anderson It was getting dark, thus making it harder to walk, to deal with this I used my elemental magic and created a fireball to illuminate the surroundings. The area came to light. Surprisingly, this wasn't as big of a tunnel as I was expecting it to be. The width was around 7 to 8 meters and the overall passageway was shaped in an oval design. There wasn't much to say, as nothing major happened during this time. Challes was angry because I'd left the adventurers to die, but not that it mattered to me, but due…
  • by William Anderson I stopped to confirm the situation for the final time, the ground was a mess of blood, fire, and molten rocks. Xara's spell that she'd been using to enhance her power was now over, and without it, she was pretty much useless and a dead weight. Spene, on the other hand, was fighting an already lost battle; no matter how hard he tried to win, he will lose in the end. That was a given fact. He can't escape, either, since the gates to leave the third floor of the labyrinth were closed off. The only other way…
  • by William Anderson Even though defeating all the goblins was impossible, unlike Spene, Xara wasn't displeased at all. If anything, she was even happier. Though that doesn't mean she was not worried, she was, but for a different reason. "Come at me, you motherfuckers!!!" she shouted as she smacked the ground with her staff. Most of the goblins were attracted to her—primarily the new goblins since they didn't know how much of a threat she was. The horde got closer and surrounded her, but she didn't flinch at all. The…
  • by William Anderson As the fire lotus burns above the gem on Xara's staff, her own body undergoes a change. Her eyes were closed, her hair had turned crimson and the detailing on her clothes was also on fire. There was a smile on her face, or a smirk to be precise; a smirk that clearly depicted…bloodlust. It was a wild, menacing, smirk of a predator. She opened her eyes, her pupils shone in red and her eyelids caught fire. "I'll…fucking murder you all!" she breathed, hot steam coming out from her mouth as she…
  • by William Anderson The goblins piled up upon Favian's body one by one, soon there was a whole tower of them standing straight above him. Their knives skinned his flesh, their hands pulled out his insides, and their teeth ripped off his limbs. He was in pain, he must've been in pain. After all, there's no human out there who can endure this type of painful death. There is no one like that, yet he didn't scream; he didn't let a single word out of his mouth. Why? The reason was silly, but it was the most logical thing in the…
  • by William Anderson The labyrinth's third floor and the ground shook intensely as if an earthquake had occurred. Dust and rocks fell from the ceiling and the dead bodies of the monsters vibrated as they rolled in the pool of their own blood. The entrance gate of this floor—one from where Zero and the other came inside, got closed off as a big slab of hard rock slid down its corners and stood like a wall. Spene, Xara, and Favian, of course, saw this and panicked. This meant only one thing and that was they can't go back…
  • by William Anderson As Favian looked at the kobold he'd just killed, for some reason, he quickly pulled out an arrow from his quiver and stabbed the air behind his back. He then darted forward and after going to a safe distance he turned and gazed back. There was another monster waiting there for him…an orc. Though the said orc had an arrow stabbing its abdomen, it was put off balance. However, the orc was not going to stop only from that. Leave stepping aside, it let out a roar and a battle cry as it smacked the ground…
  • by William Anderson "Scorch!!!" The mud-colored skin of the three orcs reflected the bright, hot, peach light as the light came close and then devoured them. They didn't die instantly, but their skin did get burned badly, and they started panicking. Trying to put off the fire that was roasting them alive, patting their hands and rolling on the ground, they struggled miserably as the painful screams of agony left their mouth and resounded in the labyrinth. "Go to hell!" Xara cursed, raising her staff toward the three…
  • by William Anderson The Minotaur increased the pressure behind his sword, Spene let out a battle cry—or rather that's what it should've sounded like, but it was more like a pained groan. His veins bulged out, and his skin tensed up, he felt as if his body was being crushed between two heavy rocks. The Minotaur kept increasing the force, and it seemed like it would crush Spene anytime now, but it suddenly pulled the chopper back and raised it up in the air. The pressure was lifted from Spene's body all of a sudden; he…
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