Gaming Sword Magician

Chapter 162: Rain of Bone

He pressed his feet on the ground, almost immediately, he dashed forwards with a BAM!

Boom!

BOOM!

BOOMMMMM! The spikes crashed on the ground one by one, each missing Whittaker merely by some inches.

His footstep turned illusory in the vertical eyes of the Wind Drake. His body turned into consecutive a blur, leaving behind afterimages.

"What! This black-haired boy is faster than most high-ranker. Is he really a E-ranker?"

The high-rank rulers and their porters saw how each afterimage of Life Taker was pierced by the sharp bone spikes raining down from the skies.

Bam! He was dashing towards the opposite end of the floor when a spike suddenly landed in front of him and drilled into the ground. Just before he was gonna crash into the thick and huge bone, he instantly used Flash step once to change direction and began to dance in circles as the bone spikes rained down from the skies. 

However, not even a single droplet of the bone rain touched or grazed past him but he has utilized all chances of Flash step, and now can't use flash step until the next day.

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Hung upside down from the ceilings of his throne room, a handsome man with extremely enticing looks had a deep frown on his face. The frown didn't dampen his looks even one bit. Rather, it made him look more enticing and mysterious. He was an aristocratic of a demonic world, with an empire of victims to suck blood from.

Blessed by one of the many powers of Night, Lord Vladimir, the hideous ruler of the demon paradise, received bad news from King Xie and had just read it. The reason behind why his face was contorted, as if he is facing constipation.

"As prophesied, he has come back from death, the Scion of night. In the end, Sin Clair didn't die and somehow managed to survive our attack. Damn it all!" 

When the child chosen by Night rises, the time of judgment shall begin and all will be judged without any prejudice.

Those who used the power of night shall rightfully serve his chosen, the Guardian.

Those who betray their promise will be beheaded; this is the punishment for betrayal.

Those who follow their words and fulfill their promise to Night and serves his Scion will rise to glory; this is the reward of servitude.

The devil's child was alive and that dampened his mood too much. However, the sudden notification about a contestant challenging Monster Tower floor 0 Ruler test slightly interested him, and what he witnessed through the crystal ball has made his day.

"A wonderful dance. This is the thrilling sensation I have been waiting for. Life Taker... Oh, Life Taker, there's a lot of life in this world for you to take, a lot of blood for us to drink. I will be waiting for you in this paradise, my young bride. Come and fulfill what I have destined for you. It's either you drinking Sin Clair blood or him yours~KehKehKeh!" The mysterious man hung upside down on the ceiling of a throne room inside a grandiose palace erected at the center of the world called paradise of demon eerily laughed. His bloodshot eyes and the red wine glass held within his hand classified him as a Vampire.

Vladimir has decided to make Life Taker his bride and put him against the Scion of Night, Sin Clair.

However, Vladimir wouldn't have such a thought in his mind if he knows that Life Taker and Sin Clair were one and the same.

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Floor 0!

Before it even knew it, its prey has successfully evaded the rain of bone spike and was beaming a taunting smile towards its direction.

"Little meal, you are quite a nimble one but what's the use of running when you are gonna get eaten in the end anyway," It said as if it's obvious for Whittaker to get eaten by it.

"Big beast, I will surely take your life today," Whittaker yelled while brandishing his sword at it in a threatening manner.

It immediately slammed its limbs on the grounds and flapped its wind and charged at Whittaker.

This magical beast was extremely fast and nimble within the air so Whittaker couldn't allow it to fly. He called out the names of the Frost spells with no chanting time, and multiple frost bolts and icy needles rushed towards the Wind Drake.

Whoosh!

It flapped its wings powerfully and blasted everything away.

His magical attacks were all useless for the beast was too powerful, at most, it was slowed by 1 second. Plus, the Wind Drake has taken flight!

It had entered its territory. The Wind Drake in the air was just like a fish in water!

With a roar, the beast reached near Whittaker, who used the skill of Azure-sky boots to make a run for it. He left behind many afterimages and was traveling as fast as he could but the beast was chasing after him at a faster speed, rapidly closing the distance between them.

Thanks to Devansha vision, Whitaker could see what's happening behind his back, and looking at the bone-scaled beast that's closing up to him at a rapid speed, Whittaker also used the third effect of his azure-sky earring, "Boost speed" to double his speed.

He rushed forward at a rapid speed, leaving the Wind Drake and the Frost spellbook in the dust. To increase his speed, he also recalled Blood drinker.

This floor was very big, bigger than fifty football stadiums combined. So he didn't face any problem in running away.

While running away at a crazy speed, he managed to shout "Frost Bolt" and "Frost Spike" at the top of his lungs, and the Frost spellbook absorbed 700+ units of mana from his mana pool. It first shot a Frost Bolt towards the Wind Drank and then thin icy circles started to form around the book as it created a frost magic formation to conjure a Frost Spike. In ten seconds, the magic formation will be completed.

The dragon roared as it felt an intense ice mana fluctuation behind it. It felt threatened by it; however, it was too far away to do anything about it.

The best choice was to kill the owner of the class weapon and the spell will die down by itself.