Chapter 350: 350. WHITE-HAIRED BASTARD
Having already crossed the barrier, Noah immediately began to explore the place. Upon entry into the town, he had noticed many dummies and squashed bodies of magical beasts laying around, and it had made him glad he didn’t end up that way.
He focused on the details of the city, and it surely didn’t look special in any way. Everything looked like what a classic abandoned settlement would look like.
Many of the buildings were short in size and many had whole chunks of their roofs or walls crushed, exposed to his inspecting eyes.
Some of them had compounds but such spaces had degraded, and the supposing grass within some gardens was nowhere to be found.
Noah stopped trying to look for anything interesting at some point, and just admired the view of the mountain close to the city and how silent his environment was.
The mountain stood grandly before the town and acted as a sort of wall between it and whatever was on the other side.
It felt surreal that he had just been up there since the mass of earth looked grand and far mightier than it was from the top.
Not to talk of its constant state of burning. Its light lit up the cloudy skies above the town as its top stood above those clouds. How the clouds could withstand its fire was incomprehensible to Noah.
Truly the landforms of that world were larger than the ones of Earth, but he also had to consider the fact that the citizens of that nation had learned how to stretch space to their fitting. He still didn’t know how that was possible, but it sure was.
Noah unfolded his consciousness at some point in the city. Thankfully they were allowed to do that, but most of them refrained from doing so to not disturb each other.
A large portion of the town became subject to his consciousness at that point, and he could see every nook and cranny of that covered space.
He immediately expected it to appear in his 3d map, which still had whole portions of its space blank. However, the covered area didn’t.
Nothing changed in his mental map, since for some reason, the skill was unable to pick up ad record the layout of that environment.
Needless to say, that event couldn’t be more interesting to investigate, and after a series of inner conversations and many considerations, he could only come to two possible conclusions.
‘Somehow the city was made to not be recorded by mental maps, or the mental map has reached its limits.’
He suspected the barrier erected around the whole place either stopped all mental map skills from functioning, or the barrier affected the map due to its quality. Noah considered the possibility of an available upgrade option.
The thought that his map could need upgrading had never crossed his mind since he had never been in such a situation.
“It’s a tier 5 barrier after all,” Noah muttered in marvel. His strongest skill wouldn’t be capable of helping him succeed in breaking something as strong as that. This caused Noah to desire power even more.
He soon wished the whole event would be over and done with so he could finally get a chance at his dungeon.
Noah spent many minutes casually strolling the streets of that place and didn’t stop until he was about to reach its end.
The time limit ended at some point, but he had been too carried away with the various structures contained within the town. He had started to think that place had really been a settlement featuring people and was not simply made for the tournament.
A short fifteen minutes after the time limit ended, a buzzer sounded reaching every area of the town, and Noah immediately understood that the last event for the tournament had begun.
Excitement flooded his mind, but he placed it under his control.
The sense of the curtains finally drawing on those events placed him in pure joy, but he didn’t forget to wield his blade and sprint around the town.
It was hunting time, and his prey would be the ones who luck had forsaken.
Since there was no time limit till the end of the event and it was simply how quickly the cultivators eliminated each other, Noah figured he would move about rather than wait for individuals to stumble upon him.
And soon he stumbled upon a cultivator.
A man who looked in his early forties sported a bald head and no facial hair. The cultivator held power at the peak of the middle stage and had a nice-looking saber as his weapon.
The expert barely saw Noah coming, he didn’t want him to after all. So before the middle-aged expert could react properly to the approaching blur, Noah delivered a sharp kick on the man’s chest and sent him cleanly crashing through a series of buildings.
The event left Noah stunned since he had never had the privilege of testing his strength on individuals in such open space; wielding the type of power he had.
The buildings the expert crashed through lost the rest of their structural integrity and began to crumble.
However, an aura exploded forth in a few seconds followed by a scream of utter rage. The expert radiated really strong blood lust, but Noah shrugged it disdainfully.
An explosion occurred soon after as chunks of walls were blown into the air and the expert’s state was revealed.
The man looked bad and Noah believed his vitals would have plummeted, but he didn’t care about his opponent.
“Screw you boy! Screw you.” The expert yelled, his pain evident in the way his words were forced out of his throat.
He began his slow walk towards a casually watching Noah, before turning in into a sprint that allowed him to cross the distance between him and the white-haired bastard.
His figure arrived before Noah’s and he immediately tried to swing his saber in a powerful blow. Unfortunately, Noah was already parrying.
Both their blades collided and released a high-pitched sound capable of rupturing the ears of a normal human.
The bloodstained teeth of the expert appeared in Noah’s sight as the man grit his teeth in shock at how strong Noah felt.
He tried to pull back with surprising reflexes, but Noah wasn’t ready to witness the battle style of a trained expert and moved to put the expert down as quickly as possible.
His blade flashed while he spun on a spot to send it crashing into the expert’s side in the twinkle of an eye.
Regardless of the sharp power his blade was capable of, most of that force went into sending the expert shooting sideways, and into another building, which crumbled on him.
“I’ll kill you, you fucking bastard,” the man sounded after blowing away the walls that had fallen on his figure, but Noah could immediately tell that he had won the fight.
The expert tried to move, but blood poured out of his opened right side, and he tensed up before collapsing.
Flood flowed out of the expert’s deep wound as death neared with each passing second. Fortunately, the bracelet recorded his low health and teleported him out of that place, after which Noah’s bracelet rang signifying he had won and his points rose to a satisfying 150.
He immediately left that area in search for others.
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