Alfonsol the monk's attention was momentarily distracted by the explosion, but his long years of spiritual training quickly recovered him and realized that now was the perfect moment to defeat the Pink Flatfish!
Just as expected, even if he couldn't see the monk's gaze due to the balaclava, Alfonsol could still sharply sense that the Pink Flatfish was distracted by the explosion as well.
There was no doubt that it was a declaration of his defeat!
The reason was simple.
Whether it was strength or speed, Alfonsol was superior to his opponent in terms of physique.
The reason the two had been fighting until now was purely because the Pink Flatfish's combat instincts and practical skills far surpassed Alfonsol's. He could evade Alfonsol's lethal blows every time, and even block Alfonsol's blows without stopping, accumulating his advantage and taking control of the pace of the match bit by bit.
And yet, everything was built on a high level of concentration whether it was dodging or blocking!
The moment his opponent's attention was elsewhere and he couldn't focus fully on the fight, Alfonsol's victory was within his grasp!
Or so Alfonsol had thought.
But in the split second when he saw an opening to knock his opponent's weapon out of his hand and force him to concede, the seemingly absent-minded Pink Flatfish evaded Alfonsol's attack even faster than before, and parried Alfonsol's attack from the side where it was weakest.
No, it wasn't parrying!
Alfonsol's face dropped when he felt the force from his weapon. He couldn't hold it at all, and the Pink Flatfish deflected it and knocked it out of his hand!
Watching as his weapon flew far away and clattered to the ground, Alfonsol scowled.
"You … Were you going easy on me all this time?!"
Apart from that, Alfonsol couldn't imagine how his opponent could suddenly become strong enough to knock his weapon out of his hand.
"No way." The Pink Flatfish replied calmly, unfazed. "Deflection is a superior skill that has a lower chance of success than parrying. Naturally, I would only use it after I fully understand your fighting style."
"What …"
Alfonsol's eyes widened in disbelief.
It had only been a few minutes of fighting, and he had completely grasped his fighting style?
What a joke! The ascetics that had been passed down in the Brilliant White Church for over a hundred years weren't just for show!
Taking a deep breath and enduring the fatigue in his spirit, he circulated his holy power (the power unique to Extraordinary individuals of the Brilliant White Church, similar to the Temple of Glory's aura or the Players' blue bars) through his body.
His body, which had already begun to show signs of fatigue, once again returned to its peak.
The Brilliant White Church's reputation could not be tarnished. Even without their weapons, the monks had trained in unarmed combat, and they had to land a hit at least once even if it meant risking their lives!
With that in mind, not only did Alphonso's aura not drop after his weapon was knocked out of his hand, it rose again, even higher and stronger than before!
However, the pink flatfish sheathed his sword and walked down the stage.
"What are you doing?!" Alfonsol felt as if he had punched into cotton, and it was extremely uncomfortable.
"Now, the enemy I need to defeat is no longer you."
The pink flatfish said flatly. That comical fish face was finally no longer facing Alfonsol, but towards the direction of the city.
There, a huge black eye was slowly rising. Even if one did not deliberately sense it, one could feel the pressure and malice coming from it.
"That's …"
The huge eye stared at the Players and city watch gathered beneath the residence.
It did not move at all. Even if it simply existed, the buildings beneath it were slowly turning into creamy goo by an invisible power.
Even if they had put enough distance between themselves and the eye, the Players who had gathered there noticed that the durability of their equipment was slowly dropping. White smoke was rising from the city watch, their clothes and exposed skin slowly melting.
With just a single look, the city watch lost all ability to fight, and were chased away by the Players to hold the line further away.
The giant eye did not have any vocal organs, but it still let out a human voice. However, this voice did not come from a single source. It sounded more like hundreds and thousands of different voices, including the elderly, children, men, and women, speaking at the same time. It gave off a strange but magnificent feeling as if it was a chorus.
"Such is the domain of the gods, a threshold that surpasses the supernatural with human bodies! After witnessing all of this, do you still hold any hope for the gods who exploit you? " The huge eye said. "Since you are humans and my brethren, I will forgive your sins as long as you are willing to forsake the darkness for the light and stop being the minions of the gods. In fact, I will grant you the means to become a god as well!"
The content of those words, along with its voice, had a mysterious power that could bewitch the hearts of men.
Believers below the level of zealots from other churches might have really turned against it, since most churches' divine grace was concentrated in the hierarchy, and many believers had never seen true miracles in their lives.
And yet, it was facing the Players, the believers of the Church of Games.
Unlike the believers of other churches, they were in contact with the miraculous' System 'that Xi Wei, the God of Games had bestowed upon them at every moment. Moreover, the System's levels, skills, equipment, and other systems gave every believer a clear goal to improve themselves, unlike the believers of other churches whose path ahead was bleak and hopeless.
Moreover, almost every believer of the Church of Games had gone through hardships, and it was none other than Xi Wei's Church that had pulled them out of a life without a future and given them hope.
That was why its bewitchment was futile.
"Don't say such foolish things! What kind of fellow are you when you've lost your human form?! " Princess Leah raised her spear high in the air, the flag bearing the emblem of the Church of Games fluttering wildly beneath her movements. "I don't know what you've been through to hate the gods so much, but I have no intention of arguing for other gods! But your blasphemy also insults my faith, insults the God of Games who gave me hope and saved me from endless despair! "
"I won't ask you to apologize to the God of Games! Open your eyes wide and watch, you eyeball monster, because we're going to beat you up until you cry! "
Even as the girl bellowed, the other Players bellowed in unison against a common enemy.
"F * ck you!" "So what if you have big eyes!" "Crawl, you big eyeball monster!" "Me too!"
In the next split second, the Players charged at the monster that was no different from an evil god to them.
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Chapter 308: The Enemy I Must Defeat
You're not the enemy I need to defeat.
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