The King’s Avatar Chapter 517 – Death’s Hand

Chapter 517 - Death’s Hand

Wei Chen had experience with chasing, so he anticipated One Inch Ashs slash. With a sigh, Windward Formation leaned to the side, wishing he could dodge and keep running. If it were any other ordinary player, Wei Chens move would be sufficient enough, but how could Qiao Yifan be considered an ordinary player? Even the most insignificant pro player was still an expert. They couldnt be compared to normal players.

The sword light followed Windward Formations twisted body, Wei Chen saw it coming. He couldnt do anything about it except attempt to dodge more drastically. If it were a 1v1 battle, it would have been better. Wei Chen wouldve been able to handle it, but Lord Grim wasnt far away. By the time he escaped from One Inch Ashs sword, Lord Grim would be there to take his place.

He now realized this was a dead end. His plans to enter the dungeon were hopeless.

Wei Chen immediately changed his mind, Windward Formation turned around and said to One Inch Ash: Little brother, I can see that youre a good man. If you pick up any of my equipment, you have to return it to me!

Qiao Yifan was surprised. After a short pause, he answered Okay. As he was answering, he didnt dare to move carelessly again. The previous experience remained fresh in his memory. Qiao Yifan was very good at learning from experience.

Right after he answered, Windward Formation quickly stripped off all of his equipment and pushed his chest forward: Quick, kill me now!

Qiao Yifans hand shook once again. He suddenly realized that his state of mind was still far from that of a top pro-player. He didnt know who the person in front of him was, but he could at least tell that he wasnt a normal player. Even among pro-players, there werent many geniuses like this guy.

Quick, attack faster! Use more boundaries! Hey hey hey, you shouldnt be this slow even if youre level 55. Are you deliberately holding back? No no no, you should seize every possible opportunity to attack your enemy with the fastest speed. This is the only efficient way to reduce accidents, avoid mistakes, and decrease the effect of luck! Wei Chen even started lecturing Qiao Yifan.

Qiao Yifan remained silent. Everything this man said sounded reasonable, but these words at this moment felt very weird and out of place.

Boy, you did it on purpose!

Finally, when he saw that Lord Grim had arrived and he still wasnt dead yet, Wei Chen grunted in dissatisfaction and sent an angry face.

Hahaha, hes an honest man, but he isnt stupid. Step aside Little Qiao and watch how I tidy up this old man. Ye Xiu smiled. Lord Grim stabbed directly towards the naked Windward Formation extremely quickly.

F*ck! You want to tidy me up by yourself? Windward Formation re-equipped all of his equipment immediately, downed a huge potion, and said: Little fellow, step aside, I dont want to hurt you.

Qiao Yifans One Inch Ash actually listened and stepped back two steps. Ye Xiu stopped him in a hurry: Qiao, why do you still listen to him! Get behind him and cut off his escape path.

Ye Xiu, you son of a b*tch! Wei Chens trick was once again seen through and he cursed out rage. Windward Formation released a Curse Arrow shortly after.

It wasnt focused towards anywhere. The light ball twisted and arrows flew out in all directions.

Wei Chen wanted Windward Formation to escape during the chaos, but Ye Xiu had already seen through his plan. Lord Grim used a Z-Shake to charge through the gap between the arrows and lunged at Windward Formations head with his spear.

Windward Formation had to dodge. Warlocks didnt have many options in close range battles. All the strong skills had cast times, but when the enemy was close, who had that sort of time? Elementalists could teleport into a better position, but Warlocks couldnt.

When a Warlock was attacked at close range, their only option was to dodge. They could also use moves like parries, but their physical damage was too weak. Even Dual Sword Style wouldnt work. The result would be a knocked back by a powerful skill like Lord Grims Wild Blood Strike.

Bind Spell!

Cut Spell!

......

Wei Chen cast a few instant skills in an attempt to fight back, but his opponent wasnt any ordinary player. He had the level advantage, but the effects of the advantage were all within Ye Xius calculations. After considering these factors, Ye Xiu attacked Wei Chen. As a result, it was only Ye Xius damage output that was a bit lower. Their ability to control the flow of battle were at about the same level.

If Wei Chen were a melee class, he could try to confront Ye Xiu head on and suppress his opponent, but as a Warlock, his level advantage was worthless in close combat situations.

A few moments later, Chen Guos Chasing Haze arrived. Seeing the black cannon aiming at him, he wouldnt be Wei Chen if he didnt have any words to say.

Fine, today I recognize my defeat! You outnumber me, so I surrender! Wei Chen said.

Whether youre outnumber or not is an entirely different matter. I cant believe youre still boasting when youre about to die. Ye Xiu wasnt Qiao Yifan, so his hands werent shaking at all. In fact, he continued to attack fiercely.

We have to make an arrangement! This silver weapon is the result of my painstaking labor. If I lose it, you have to give it back!

Sure, I will return anything as long as its not the silver weapon. Ye Xiu said.

Sh*t, dont pretend that you dont understand what Im saying! Wei Chen said in a great rage.

If I dont make you suffer, you wont remember how powerful I am. Ye Xiu said in return.

Wei Chen was originally going to stop, but he started operating madly again. However, if his madness could have helped, he would have done it earlier. Now, he was only trying to sting Ye Xiu a little before he died, but how could Ye Xiu give him the chance? Ye Xiu beat him up in a frenzy. Windward Formations life came to an end. A Circle Swing stabbed him and smashed him into the ground.

Come out, silver weapon! Ye Xiu shouted.

Ye Qiu, go to hell! Wei Chen cried. Windward Formation landed on his head and died.

F*CK, Ye Qiu, are you a f*cking summoner?! GO TO HELL! At the exact moment of his death, Wei Chen opened his equipment window. He immediately started cursing again. Ye Qiu was like a summoner and called out his silver weapon.

Hahahaha, Old Wei, go cry!

Ghosts couldnt make a sound nor could they hear any sound. When Wei Chen saw these words and a laughing emoji floating above Lord Grims character, who was circling around his dead body, he almost died due to shock and rage. He opened his friend list and tried to add Lord Grim as a friend, but he got rejected immediately. Ye Qiu had turned the option to receive friend requests off.

Ye Qiu screw you screw you screw you! Wei Chen cursed angrily, even though he knew the person he was cursing would never hear it. Several people close to him in the Internet Cafe stood up: F*ck, which sh*t eating dog is cursing at Ye Qiu!!!

This senior here! You got something to say?! Wei Chen slammed the table and stood up. A dozen or so people also stood up with him.

The arguers saw that he had a dozen or so hoodlums by his side and suddenly lost confidence. Even though they felt offended on their idols behalf, their own safety was more important. As a result, one of them nodded: Good man! Cursing Ye Qiu? Well join you!

This shameless man was among the minority. Most of them slinked back into their seats when they saw the other side was more aggressive.

Go play your game! Wei Chen gave this person a dirty look. He didnt even have the heart to curse. He knew full well that these tricks were useless against Ye Qiu, absolutely useless.

What happened, Brother Wei? One of his bros came up to him and asked.

D*mnit, I lost my weapon. Wei Chen said bitterly.

Fuck! All of his fellows shouted and looked to Wei Chen with the same murderous look, What should we do?

Do what? Go play your games. Wei Chen shook his hand. He saw Lord Grim was still showing off and chose to revive at the city. What the eyes didnt see wouldnt grieve him.

Ah, hes gone. Ye Xiu felt that it was a bit of a pity when he saw the body was gone. He had a strong opinion against the fact that he couldnt communicate with the dead. Its a game, why does it have to be so serious? Wouldnt it be great to hear the complaints of those who lost their weapon?

Check the weapon, hurry! Chen Guo couldnt wait. She has been rattling and raring to see the silver weapon since Ye Xiu picked it up.

Okay, okay! Ye Xiu opened his inventory as he spoke. Before he had the silver weapon, he couldnt see the weapons stats, only the color of the Windward Formations weapon. Only now could he see the weapons stats in detail.

This silver weapon was a Warlocks Scepter.

Deaths Hand, Level 60

Weight 3kg, Attack Speed 2

Physical Damage 530, Magic Damage 777

Intelligence +45

Dark Element Strengthen +20

Dark Element Resistance +20

Magic Critical Attack Chance +10%

Magic cast speed +10

Cast Distance +2

Amazing! Chen Guo could tell if a weapon was good or not. It was a true silver weapon just by looking at the base stats. The attributes were higher than an orange weapon. The intelligence, dark element strengthen, magic critical attack, magic cast, cast distance...These were all very useful additional attributes for Warlocks. This was the embodiment of a silver weapons value.

Other than the stats being better than that of an orange weapon, the additional attributes of the silver weapon were customized according to the players need. You could create whatever you liked, whatever you needed if you just put in the effort.

Just by looking at the attack attribute alone, Deaths Hand was equivalent to a Level 70 Purple weapon. The value of Death Hands was way above a Level 70 Purple weapon with all the additional properties. Even a Level 70 Orange weapon wouldnt have all these useful stats together, let alone a Level 70 Purple weapon.

Its not even Level 70 and it doesnt increase any skill levels! Ye Xiu could still find faults in it.

As he was speaking, someone messaged him on QQ, Ye Xiu opened it and laughed. It was Wei Chen. He couldnt find Ye Xiu in the game, so he looked for him on QQ.

Son of a b*tch! Give me back my silver weapon! Wei Chen cursed.

Dont disturb me, old Wei. You just threw me under the bus on global chat, Now I have to concentrate on dealing with people you sent after me. If by any chance I died, and your Death Hands dropped...what do you think would happen? Ye Xiu asked.

F*ck, then why are you still online? Are you waiting to die?!