Goddess Corter
Rayen - Double Royale
The crazy game begins, where 9 billion players will fight for the only winning seat. Fraud, cheating, betrayal, everything will happen here. Everyone wants to win, everyone wants a prize. There's no such thing as a partner here.
Colt Rayen, the male participant of Darren Corter's emissary, is now walking on a rock filled with sand. Accompanying him were the moon and stars in the night sky, as well as the figure of the demon king within his body.
With his bare hands, and without protection, Rayen is racking his brain to figure out how to get food.
It has been two hours since the game began, where the live broadcast of the game was watched by Dewi Corola and Dewi Corter. The game is predicted to be completed in one to two weeks.
The road is stepped and there are many rocks to hide, Rayen can not be off guard at all. He was ready to draw his sword at any time.
“About how big is this battlefield?”
Rayen asked the figure inside his body.
“As big as this planet, means as big as the planet you live on.”
“Trust me, I haven't even circumnavigated the world yet, and now I have to fight with a terrain of this size?”
“Ya. I didn't say this would be easy. But, you yourself are also no ordinary man, if you are serious then everything will end.”
“Do not say it as.”
Suddenly, a spear slid right in front of Rayen, almost the tip of the spear was bulging his head. The spear was dropped from the top of the cliff, when Rayen turned to look like a young man who was ready with his second spear. Rayen immediately hid behind a rock.
“See, one in nine billion players is here. You want to finish him off, or am I?”
Rayen peeked a little over the cliff. He began to estimate that the distance to the top of the cliff was 15 meters, it was too high to be reached by a leap.
“Azazel, how do I finish off the enemies that are up there? Don't tell me I have to throw my sword.”
“Do you not want to show the results of your hard work, with your new strength?”
“.. alright. This time it's just.”
Rayen's getting serious.
Finally there came also where he used the moves he had learned from Azazel in particular.
Rayen took a breath, trying to become one with the energy flowing within his body. There were five energies in Rayen's body, and what Rayen was trying to attract right now was lightning energy.
Azazel once implanted five demon souls into Rayen's body, each of which possessed one energy. And to be able to move quickly up, lightning is energy that is worth trying.
Lightning demon soul, Dantalion.
“Dantalion Forms.. Thunder Sword!”
Instantly a lightning bolt appeared from in front of Rayen, it did not strike from the sky but appeared right in the air. The dark place was instantly filled with a dazzling yellow light.
From that light, came a sword created from condensed lightning. A golden-coloured sword in the shape of a katana, just like a sword intended for quick attacks.
Rayen held the sword easily, in case someone else might be charred by the flames.
“This is it!”
Rayen mounted the horses, his head facing the cliff where the enemy was.
Instantly, Rayen jumped at the speed of sound and slashed the head off his enemy. A very fast attack until the enemy had no time to move.
But for sure, the style issued by Rayen is too inviting attention. The sound of lightning that was too noisy, the light that was too bright in the middle of the dark, and also the explosion in the middle of silence. An attack like this could leak its own location.
In the instant Rayen was already on top of the cliff, he was even still wondering how he could jump a 15 meter high cliff that fast.
“Thank God for Miss Corter, for she blessed you with such abundant Reft.”
“Ya.. this one advantage for us.”
The bodies of those who die from this war will not forever die. When the war is over, they will come back to life and live life as usual.
The goddess Corola said that her creatures did not have a reproductive system. But the population of men or women will continue to be added by the Goddess Corola, hearing it the first time, the creatures that live here as if like toys.
Dantalion's sword disappeared, and lightning energy re-entered Rayen's body.
On top of the cliff, Rayen could see how dark the universe was at night. The terrain is not much different from the old world, but here the moon seems further away. Even on top of the cliff, the view of the ravine and the crater looks pitch-black.
Rayen relaxes for a moment while enjoying a cool gust.
Until his ears heard a voice from a distance.
It was so loud, but it sounded so slow. Rayen wondered, what is that sound? It was not a voice that his bearer could imagine.
Rayen looked back, where the voice came from. Curious, Rayen began to step on his feet and walked closer.
The longer the sound became clearer, the more cautious Rayen was.
Apparently, the noise emerged from a street under the cliff.
Among the high rocks, in the middle is tucked a wide road that allows people to pass through. Rayen looked at the street, a large crowd of people were walking with torches.
The strange thing was not why they walked there, but why did they get together? There should be no such thing as a partner in this war.
“Rekan does not exist, but that does not mean slaves also do not exist.”
Azazel tried to answer Rayen's curiosity.
“What do you mean?”
“Try seeing their front row.”
Following Azazel's sentence, Rayen shifted his gaze to the end of the line of people. Among the many people carrying torches, there was a person with shining golden armour sitting on a chair, and he was lifted up by the people below.
Rayen immediately understood that it was a dominant person, and of course the weak would follow him. Weak people like them, definitely had no interest in the gift of Goddess Corola.
Rayen's goal is to win this war and present the victory to his lover, putting aside the fact that he just wants to fight.
What elements are suitable for this? Ask Rayen in my heart.
“Maybe we don't need to be rash.”
Rayen plunged free from the top of the cliff, then landed right in front of a group of people.
In front of him, stood countless burly men holding torches and swords on their backs. The people in the front row held up a luxurious chair, where someone was sitting, that person was wearing golden armor and had an arrogant look.
The group stopped as Rayen confronted, the golden-armored man remained with his arrogant gaze.
“Which stupid creature wants to attack alone? Have you gone mad.. young man?”
The golden-armored man spoke condescendingly, he did not move a single bit from his chair.
“Why did you tell them to be your subordinates? Isn't there no group in this game?”
Ask Rayen.
Hearing that, the golden-armored man laughed very loudly, his voice echoing to the edge of the cliff, and,
“There is no such rule. After all, indeed from the past, the dominant person must make his own group. This is not an individual fight, but a fight between dominant groups.”
Rayen was angry in his heart. Why do the dominant people deprive the weak of the right to win? Whatever they do, no matter how strong, the possibility of winning is there for everyone.
If you think logically, there may be a point as well. It's a little impossible to think that there are people who can defeat 9 billion people alone.
“Hmm.?”
“Agares Form, Water Wave!”
Rayen activated his water demon soul, Agares. Instantly, a sea-blue colored circle appeared in front of Rayen as if it was fortifying him. The people who saw it immediately panicked, except for the passionate man.
The ringkarang then fired waves of water swiftly, and in an instant was able to sweep away the entourage in front of Rayen. There were some who defended with shields, but it was not enough to withstand the force of the water currents.
The magic had stopped, and the water had begun to recede. Rayen's legs are now submerged ten inches due to his own attack. Not a single person had survived, the average of them had already turned into corpses, of course it was because they were hit by a cliff here and there.
No, there's actually one guy who survived. Of course, their leader, the golden man.
“Able to cast that much magic..are you really human?”
“... I don't know.. how do I answer it?”
“Did you bring an heirloom with you?”
“No. It was purely my own strength.”
The man sat still for a moment, then,
“My name is Zavkielon, winner of the Double Royale War game three years ago. Say your name, boy!”
“.. Colt Rayen,. devil tamer.”
“Hihi. pulling.”.
Rayen was frustrated when Zavkielon suddenly appeared in front of him and slashed the sword, their distance was initially very far, but when Rayen blinked the man was ready with his sword. Luckily, Rayen's reflexes are faster, late for a moment then Rayen will die.
Zavkielon was surprised when Rayen managed to dodge, but he continued to shake his sword without giving it away
Rayen's chance to go. Because of the rapid attack, Rayen did not even have time to jump far behind. He could only go left and right.
At the right moment, Rayen pulled the katana from his waist and used it to fend off the slash of Zavkielon's great sword.
Rayen was safe now, but his heart was still racing in shock. Who would have thought that smooth conversation could be used as a strategy to attack.
“By too, your body is fast enough to compensate me.”
“Did you say you've won this game before?”
“.. if so why?”
“What gift did the Goddess give you?”
Zavkielon's face turned a little more serious. Or in fact, his face became disgusting. Him
smile like a fool, then laugh after possible.
“The gift is women.”
“... huh?”
“When you win, you will be given the opportunity to have sex with a female creature. Just so you know
how delicious is that sensation. A sensation that the planet has not felt for thousands of years. Ahaha!!! If I win, I'll get it again!!”
“We were framed yes.”
More disgusting than expected, the gift most did not want to be taken by Rayen. Until now, Rayen has not even dared to touch his own lover, not unwilling, but rather feeling inappropriate.
So there's no point in Rayen winning this game.
Well, at least if he lost then Rayen would lose face in front of Goddess Corter.
“Sorry, boy, this time I will win. Once you do, your lust will not be stifled again.”
Zavkielon points his sword at Rayen.
Rayen had enough information, he no longer wanted to hear the lust of his enemy.
“Asmoday Form, Light Speed.”
Rayen moves at the speed of light.
With that speed, he was almost invincible. Surely Zavkielon wasn't the one who was able to withstand the speed of light, his head hovering in an instant when Rayen started running.
***
A week of games passed, already half of the population was wiped out.
Rayen was wrong, this war was far more broken than he expected. Magic exploded everywhere, the ground cracked, the oceans dried up, even the seas turned black. The blackness of the sky was also accompanied by the fall of thick black dust.
The dust is burning people who are unable to hold it, which is why the population can be eroded in a very short time.
Just today too, where a great war took place at one point. All the remaining players spent their manpower in this one place.
That is a large field where at the center there are objects that are touted as heirlooms.
The option to win the war is only one, which is to get the heirloom. Everyone knows how great the power of heirlooms, especially the average winner is able to hold heirlooms.
But for that, there is a huge risk to take it. The one who is not the Goddess' choice cannot unplug the heirloom. Because it was a little futile to take it.
The risk itself comes from people trying to protect heirlooms. Afraid of the arrival of the Goddess of choice, humans are divided into two groups, namely protectors and usurpers. Although in fact the group of wrestlers still fight to get a turn.
Imagine billions of people gathering and rioting, of course it looks like hell. All those who are still at war are not people who can die easily, they bring out their best abilities.
“You plan to take heirloom?”
“I don't know how powerful the heirloom is, but I've got more valuable.”
“.. Great Sword?”
“Starlight Eternity.”
“When you can win this war easily, but why?”
“It's not that easy, just by wearing it my age seems to be reduced. After all it's a sword that Corter made with the name of Goddess, I was so lucky to be able to lift it.”
Of the billions of players, there was one person who was still confused about where to start. Colt Rayen, flying over the war while watching the charming heirloom.
Not everyone can fly, but some who fly use their power for air strikes. Really, only Rayen was the one who stayed silent in this war.
It was then, when everyone did not pay attention to Rayen, that the preparations were done.
“Demon Caster Form, The Great Demi God.”
Suddenly a sinister aura came from the ceiling.
The war stopped, everyone's attention was on one, that of a figure flying high above them.
The sky became increasingly black, more black than anything else. Amidst the blackness of the sky, the figure lurked with an extremely terrifying aura. An aura that could destroy anything with just his will.
Who's that figure? People started asking.