chapter 745 battle of brawn and brains [part 2]
island number 3...
shasha and the e4 mafia led by alcapone were naturally the main targets of the members of the monarch clans and the prestigious families on this island.
to their surprise, they failed to gain an advantage with their numbers and had even fallen into a disadvantage.
chat lotte, who was leading the allied forces, wasn't able to target shasha because alcapone and the others were like big bouncers, preventing them from going inside a club.
the e4 mafia was like a wall that they could neither bypass nor breakâfighting against them proved to be extremely difficult.
two of char's teammates had even died under shasha's hands thanks to alcapone and the others handing her the kills on a silver platter.
clearly, they wanted her to win, so they didn't mind letting her take the lead in the rankings.
in the beginning, char and her team had the advantage. after all, they had seven people, while shana's team only had five.
but it didn't take long for the young lady of the lotte family to realize that their numerical advantage was nothing in the face of their enemies.
in the end, they were forced to retreat as they planned their next move.
shasha, who was leading alcapone and his men, didn't pursue char and simply remained in their location.
she was currently at the top of the rankings, with two points under her name.
alcapone, who was looking at his map, laughed after seeing that their enemies had run a good distance away from them.
"miss shasha, should we pursue them?" alcapone asked. "i'm sure if we work together, we can easily eliminate them all."
shasha pondered a bit before shaking her head.
"there's no rush," shasha replied. "our enemies already know that they're at a disadvantage, so they'll probably resort to other means in order to win. "for the time being, we should rest and treat our injuries so we can quickly recover our peak performance. after that, we will go and hunt them down and finish this battle once and for all."
her suggestion gained the approval of everyone. although they looked fine on the surface, they were still dealing with the scions of the powerful clans and families of pangea.
they were not easy to defeat, so it was only natural that some of them had sustained injuries during the battle.
meanwhile, in island number 2...
but now that he was given a second chance to make a comeback, he was only waiting for the right opportunity to show his trump card.
a scream of pain reverberated in the surroundings as the wanderer fighting against brutus was sent flying by the troll champion's backhand blow.
although he didn't die instantly, he broke several ribs and smashed against a tree. a second later, he collapsed on the ground, groaning in pain and no longer able to offer any resistance if someone were to end his life.
'a chance!' one of the two wanderers observing the battle from the side immediately saw an opportunity to secure an easy point.
he was very confident in his speed, so before his comrade could even react, he had already dashed in the direction of the fallen wanderer in order to eliminate him and secure a point in the tournament.
from the corner of his eyes, cristopher saw the wanderer, but he only sneered.
brutus wouldn't be brutus if he allowed others to take his prey so easily.
letting out a roar filled with fury, the troll champion slammed his great sword on the ground, resulting in a gust of wind that blew outward.
this also sent dirt and rock flying in every direction, creating a temporary smokescreen.
however, this didn't stop the wanderer from his charge. as soon as his target came within striking distance, the wanderer swung his sword for the kill.
it was also then that he sensed something approaching him from the side at incredible speed.
because of the smokescreen brutus had created, the wanderer failed to notice the troll champion summon a bone club in his hand, which was then flung at the opportunistic bastard who dared to target the troll's prey.
everything happened so fast, and by the time the wanderer noticed it, he was left with no option but to brace himself from the bone club smashing against his body. soon, the sound of his groans resounded as he was sent flying several meters away.
brutus was a troll, and his blows were not something ordinary wanderers could withstand.
and as a troll champion, his strength was matchless among the monsters of the same rank, and very few creatures had the ability to defeat him in close combat battles.
cristopher glanced at his first companion with satisfaction before focusing on the opponent in front of him.
aside from brutus, cristopher still had other avatars under his command.
however, summoning his troll champion was already overkill in his eyes because none of the wanderers present could really contend against him.
perhaps, only roland and mikhail had a chance of defeating brutus, but even then, that chance was extremely small.
currently, the two of them were not strong enough to defeat cristopher's first avatar, which made him one of the dark horses in the tournament.