[CH399+ Continued] Dungeon Diver: Stealing A Monster's Power

Chapter 550

The mood in the arena shifts and words between the Directors and their guest hunters in the stands spread. It becomes easy to overhear them down below in the ring.

Trax's face twists with anger and he yells out for all to hear as he continues to send a barrage of attacks at the healer with his full power.

"It's impossible! I trained with you trailing behind me for almost half a year before these exams! You were never a fraction of this strength! I don't believe it's possible to gain such power from a prayer. This is all a trick! I won't be the butt of a joke! I won't!"

His anger grows and grows while Nat's eyes stay calm to track his movements and the fight clock ticks all the way down to show only 1 minute remaining.

I feel the lightning aura pour out at even more extreme frequencies than when I fought him in the ring. He's burning through his MP supplies much faster in a desperate attempt to try and catch her off-guard.

Even so, as Trax forcefully increases his speed and power by another 30%, Nat adjusts her movements and blocks to continuously keep him at bay.

At any point during this match, Nat could release waves of fire that stretch to all edges of the dome and take Trax out in less than a second, but I'm waiting to give her the order for the perfect strike.

I want to give the crowd a show, and at the same time, see if Trax does anything rash again.

The audience is all standing up from their seats again in awe, looking down into the ring and continuing to discuss their theories on how the Flame Emperor's power could work.

Even the applicants in both viewing areas are leaning up against the mana imbued glass to get a closer look.

The pulsing light show of yellow static and dark flames goes on for another full 30 seconds before Trax's movement speed starts to slow down.

Despite throwing everything he has at the healer, not a single shockwave makes it through her flaming mana barriers. His face grows almost as red as the flame residue flickering throughout the ring.

Trax looks up to the sky, staring directly at the black box and yells out in anger.

"You know what? I don't care if it kills me. If I lose this match in front of everyone here and now I'm already as good as dead. I'm the strongest Lightning Mage in the world, no one will ever defeat me as long as there is breath still in my lungs!"

He grits his teeth and his movement patterns change.

Instead of constantly attacking Nat, his lightning step patterns start to shift further and further away from her.

He yells at her while reaching into his item box beneath his armor.

"Your friend might have gotten lucky, but nothing can stop what's about to come. If you get to artificially boost your talent with some hidden artifact, then so can I. Say your last words!"

My eyes widen when I see another stone come out of Trax's pouch, not even trying to hide what he's about to do.

This time, it isn't the same ruby red color as the one before, but a shimmering vibrant orange.

I still don't sense a drop of energy coming off of it, but Ember's words in my inner ear kick me into action.

"That one is far stronger... He could obliterate this entire arena if the guards cannot control it."

The twisted smile on Trax's face and single focused mind for showing others that he is the strongest makes me believe he'd do it without thinking twice.