18 Emmisary of Church (conclusion)

Darkness Blast was the same skill that was used by the alpha on Rudra as he walked through the doors, It was extremely useful for the wizard classes as it dealt quite a bit of damage.

Rudra wanted to learn the skill and there wasn't any restriction that prevented him from doing so, however he could not use the skill until he unlocked the mana stat.

The knight class did not have an in-built mana stat system unlike warlock and wizard therefore it was best to sell the skill as it would fetch a great amount of money... especially right now when skills were the most important part of the adventurer's strength and there is a complete deficiency of good skills in the market.

Rudra waited in the cave for 2 hours resting until his stamina was back to full, he was not an idiot to start a fight in anything but his peak condition. The person in his previous life failed to get past the alpha stage so the next room remained unknown to him. So Rudra was essentially going in blind having no clue what to expect. He did however have 3 darkness dispell spells saved and his semi legendary Lich's Ring with him giving him confidence.

Rudra did not realize this yet, he felt everything he did was because of his reincarnation knowledge but that wasn't actually the case. His skills honed over 15 years of playing the game had given him great reflexes and a subconscious anticipation of how to fight, a warrior that had been through countless dungeon runs and facing players, monsters and even NPC's had an edge to his moves only experience could give.

His reincarnation knowledge + His skills + His drive to be the best and his step by step plan to rise to the top was all playing a part in making him stronger.

As he stepped through the gate... what greeted him sent chills down his spine... there were young girls of five races tied to a log forming a pentagon.

The pentagon was drawn in blood, it seemed like a demonic ritual. In the centre of the pentagon sat a man?... or was he a dark werewolf? it was hard to determine. If one were to accurately say he was a half man half beast, he was adding herbs and chanting incantations as the ritual was progressing.

An elf, an orc, a human, a demonkin, and a mermaid members of the five great tribes were gagged and bound. Their eyes widened as they saw Rudra bust through the door. Some cried and some desperately shouted through their gags cloth to make muffled noises.

Well it was a natural reaction so no one could blame them, but that alerted the man in the centre, who Rudra assumed was the Merchant. But why would a cult worshipper poison a village of innocent people?

Nothing added up. The environment... the motive... it all seemed absurd. But there was no time to ponder. The merchant looked at him with bloodshot eyes and picked up a beheading blade that was beside him and charged at Rudra.

Rudra parried the first strike with his silver sword but his hands felt numb from the impact.

'Just how strong is that guy?'

[Blood merchant] (mutant creature) ( Lv 28) (Boss Rank) :Think twice before engaging with him... equipped with a high quality slaughterer blade.

Whoa that guy was no joke... Rudra had absolutely no chance of fighting him one on one... with each subsequent clash his hands felt heavier and his movements slowed down until after the seventh clash in which his sword snapped in two.

'Shit! I'm toast!' thought Rudra as the attack landed square on his body and he was sent flying.

-800 Critical hit

With one hit His enemy took 4/5th of his total HP.

"Darkness bind!"

"Summon knight Durahal!"

He quickly bound him as well as summoning Durahal, Durahal being lv30 was a match for this guy... and thankfully his sword did damage to the enemy this time.

-1500

-1000

-1200

A string of damage appeared on the Merchant...

'Yes!' Thought Rudra.

He brought out the Windcutter sword, Bastard broke his silver sword that cost him17 Gold Coins.

Windslash

-200

His windslash did a puny damage of 200 yet he was satisfied as he was doing something at least... He drank a health potion and restored 400 Hp.

Durahal was engaged in a fierce combat and was enjoying a very slight advantage, however the situation changed fast.

The Merchant executed the Berserk skill and his attack power experienced a mad increase... Durahal was starting to be pushed back!

Nonononono Durahal is my only chance at clearing this quest... he cant receive soo much damage... With that he decided to Enter the fray.

He with his Windcutter sword engaged in close combat against the Merchant... The Berserk skill lasted for 2 minutes all he needed to do was make sure that Durahal was safe for that time... After the 2 minutes ended the enemy would be in a weakened state and Durahal would steamroll him.

The problem was that Rudra was no match for the Merchant. He was not even strong enough to parry his attacks. With each clash he took damage from brunt force alone.

-50

𝘗𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘜𝘭𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥.

'TF!' his sword arm was useless now.

Good news Darkness Bind's cooldown was over.

"Darkness Bind!"

He switched to his left Hand and dealt as much damage as he could before quickly disengaging.

-1800

-1200

-2500 critical hit

He was at his limit, this was all the time he could buy Durahal, the rest was on him.

He distanced himself and started using windslash again.

-200

Finally after what seemed like hours, Durahal was at 30% Hp and the Merchants Berserk finally wore off and he was heavily debuffed.

'BOOYAH!'

"Finish him Durahal!!!!"

Durahal steamrolled the Merchant there forward, making quick work of him. When the Merchant had less than 5% Hp left he frantically ran towards the bound girls trying to do harm to them.

"Nonono, you'll not do that!"

"Darkness bind!"

Rudra stopped the Merchant and stabbed him in his heart using Windcutter.

The Merchant looked at him with his bloodshot eyes and before dying said,

"He will come back....."

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