She banged her staff on the ground sending out an echo of divine energy, which pushed back the black shadow attacking her.
She then consecutively started casting a few attack spells, all targeting the wisp of the same shadow as she knew how that skill worked.
When a thief disappeared or vanished, there was always a small trace of the person that could be revealed by pure divine energy.
However, the person once again vanished and materialized right behind her. He finished her off with a repeat of the same set of attacks she used first.
Mia's eyes revealed shock as she wondered how the cooldown of that move was refreshed so soon. The person should technically not have been able to demonstrate that burst of energy twice so soon.
However, magically her health bar was filled up again. Her casting speed was so fast that the thief was unable to match it. Stephen grunted in annoyance. The priest in front of him was indestructible.
He originally wanted to finish this match soon to give a devastating blow. In fact, he was supposed to finish the next two matches in less than a second to give a big morale blow to their actual target, but…
The match was not going how he wanted it to go. This priestess was being a total bitch!
"Just die already." He attacked Mia again, gritting his teeth in anger, and this time she managed to strike back at him, landing two divine attack spells on his right hand, which considerably reduced his speed.
"I am not done yet." He gritted his teeth in anger. He still had a few tricks up his sleeve. He didn't want to use them this time, but this woman was forcing his hand.
"Fuck it." Stephen's hands suddenly moved at a rapid rate. The pair of daggers he was using was no longer the same. He did not want to, but he was forced to switch out the equipment.
And almost instantly, Mia noticed that something was wrong. Suddenly, she felt an ominous aura envelop her in the darkness. Something had changed.
She became more alert and cast a couple of heals preemptively. However, the tingling, itching sensation on her skin did not go away. She felt like she was being slowly corroded by acidic air.
She hurriedly started casting an array of spells, both offensive and defensive. She did not stop even for a second. Divine energy flowed through her casually.
But even so, the next round of burst attacks inevitably ensued.
SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. Daggers flashed all around her, and she wasn't able to see anything. For a moment, it felt as if there was a serpent in the cave along with her.
Everything happened quickly, and Mia was unable to evade the attacks. However, she was still able to heal herself rapidly.
She had almost healed herself to her full health when she realized that the damage from the poison was stacking. The poison effect from the dagger this time was unbelievably powerful.
Each tick of the damage was higher than the previous one, and they were also stacking, which meant….
40 seconds after she struggled, the poison accumulated so much that the next tick drained half of her health, and the thief took this chance to do another round of blade dance.
But Mia was still not willing to give up. She kept continuously casting. However, the strain was too much, and she coughed some blood before falling to the ground lifeless.
GASP! Everyone watching the match shuddered in shock.
If the previous matches were domineering, then this one was even more so because they could clearly see how talented both the players were. Especially Mia. All the priest players were inwardly petrified. So their class could be played like this?
When the gong sounded, and the match ended, no one could believe their eyes.
For some reason, everyone found themselves rooting for the beautiful pure goddess, and when she dropped dead on the floor… some players even teared up.
"Bastard. Stop overdoing it!"
"This is so unfair! How can a thief be matched up against a priest!"
"Yes! Yes! This is utter bullshit! Priests are the weakest against thief and warrior-type players! This is unacceptable! There should have been two player duals instead. This stupid tournament is completely rigged!"
So many players shouted in rage outside the PVP tower.
Alex and Rey looked grave. Mia died. She actually died?
The others might not know, but they knew exactly how overpowered she was. She had an SSS-divine affinity.
There was no priest player in the game right now that could outdo her. But even then, she died? What happened?
Alex had also died at the hands of this same person, so she could tell that something was definitely off.
And amidst this chaos, something even more unbelievable happened. The thief player, who had just now won the fight, kicked the dead corpse on the floor before the both of them disappeared.
When he appeared back on the stage along with Mia's fading corpse, he had the ugliest grin on his face. He looked at Liam directly as he walked over and picked up the ring that she had dropped.
Also, he did not get off the stage. As if he knew that the next match would also be his, he continued standing, his gaze only fixated on Liam, giving him a challenging look.
Alex and Rey saw this, and both of them looked seething.
If she could, Alex would already be on that stage right now, slamming the guy on the floor and killing the guy thousand times over, but she could not. So she silently stood seething in her anger.
And just like her, most of the Crimson Abyss guild players also had the same expression. They all wanted to kill that damn thief. Who the hell was he to treat their guild leader like this?
The domineering image that the guild had just gained because of Liam slightly crumpled as well. Some even began to doubt if Liam would be able to stand against this player?
A mysterious top expert had popped up out of nowhere!
However, back on the tournament floor, Liam's gaze was calm and steady. There were no emotions visible on his face. He just continued sitting there silently, staring ahead into the distance.
The gong sounded, and the next announcement rolled in.
<Ding. Player 6 and Player 9 are requested to come to the arena stage>
For a moment, the thief looked conflicted as if it was him who was supposed to be called next, and clearly, that did not happen.
Nevertheless, he recovered immediately and walked down with the same arrogance on his face. He smirked as he crossed Liam and went over to sit on the other side.
Player 9 was Derek, and now it was his turn to fight.
