VIP Chapter 518: Outsider VS Anchor (5)
“That’s right. I don’t intend to argue with you.”
Although it couldn’t heal his wounds, the good news was that Will’s left eye had been repaired better.
Unfortunately, he had tried and failed to bring Carver into the space of memory again.
This was because, up to this point, all of Carver’s memories had been used up.
Thus, Will could only watch as Carver walked towards him again.
“I truly hate you—how delightful, hate? How nostalgic. Forget such feelings, I haven’t experienced ’emotions’ for a long time.”
Will looked up and saw Carver’s crazed smile.
“By merely looking at a few memories, one can guess what caused the end of the world.”
He walked step by step towards Will, the undead on his shoulder shrieking, like a roar from hell deep within death.
“By merely asking a few questions, one can discover the fundamental structure of the world.”
The terrifying wailing grew louder and louder, gradually even drowning out Carver’s own voice.
“What I spent twelve lives of twenty years each to finally discover, you, as an outsider from a higher place, can understand in mere seconds.”
This was perhaps the most “real” emotion Will could feel from himself.
“Arrogant and self-righteous outsider, this world doesn’t need you to save it, this story doesn’t need you to continue it, this play doesn’t need you to participate.”
“Goodbye, outsider.”
Just as Carver intended to launch the next round of attacks…
That is, when the shimmering, spectral axe, already consumed by the souls of the undead warriors, descended.
Will also gave up on treatment, and instead activated his ring.
*Whoosh—*
Both Carver’s and Will’s actions were interrupted.
Because from the distance of this layer of the dungeon, from the end of the entire white world, came the sound of a terrifying “tide” surging.
It swept directly towards the two people.
“!?“
Like waves surging from a distant direction, upon hearing this sound, Will’s mind even conjured images of a tsunami several meters high, swallowing him whole.
Will’s eyes widened as he looked in that direction, but what he saw was not a real tidal wave…
It was a “black and white” wave.
Although the place itself was already black and white, the layers of waves, like the ripples on an old television screen Will had seen before, rippled and rolled over, “swallowing” both Will and Carver.
Because of this…
Carver took a very cautious step back.
Will, taking advantage of this moment, healed the bleeding wound on his left hand and concentrated his spirit, which had been scattered by the pain, on the ring.
Then, he discovered a problem.
“My vision has turned… black and white.”
Will looked at his empty arm.
As if his eyes had suddenly become colorblind, looking at the vigilant Carver opposite him, or his own body… everything had turned black and white.
“…Is this an indication of the world that Treya sees?”
But Will knew Treya best. She only saw such profound black and white when she was extremely “negative.”
Did this mean…
Treya had encountered some trouble?
Will knew that after he had resolved Treya’s inner turmoil, she shouldn’t have been seeing such a deeply black and white world anymore.
Moreover, originally, someone who should have appeared here was “the most feared person born from Carver’s memories,” but it had turned into a blank space.
The enemy he was waiting for, who could appear from memory and defeat Carver, had not come.
Not only that, but there were no “demons” in the dungeon now, apart from Treya.
This probably also indicated that Treya had encountered her most troublesome opponent.
Although his current situation was more difficult to face than Treya’s, but…
Could Zero Demon City be more troublesome than he imagined?
If so, perhaps his victory in this fight wouldn’t bring any change…
“As expected, this dungeon is… awakening. It’s likely that Treya has begun to slowly take control of Zero Demon City. Heh, you’re going to lose, confident Anchor.”
Will was contemplating whether he could use a combination of illusion magic, holy magic, and healing magic to stall Carver, who seemed to be “burning his life force,” to make him exhaust himself.
If that didn’t work, he could only gamble on whether he could seize that “turning point” within it.
“…Are you trying to use this black and white to disrupt my mood, to make me think something big is coming?”
“Huh?!”
But…
Carver didn’t seem to fall for his diversionary tactic.
After a brief probe, Carver seemed to understand something, tightened his grip on the giant axe in his hand, and summoned the undead again.
“You can’t fool me? Then how about this?”
Will fired his remaining holy magic from his ring once more.
*Boom—*
After colliding with the phantom, Carver surprisingly didn’t retract his axe as he had before. Instead, using the arm of his physical body, which had shed its shadowy undead form, he fiercely swung down at Will.
*Bang.*
This strike landed on Will’s illusion, while the real Will had already moved dozens of meters away the moment he released the holy magic.
“That was close… just a little bit more.”
“A very good tactic. To be honest, with Will’s physique, which ranks at the bottom in both physical ability and magical talent, you’ve managed to fight me for so long… Although you’ve also used some external forces, you’ve earned my respect.”
Will, of course, also knew…
From the moment he prepared to fight Carver one-on-one, he understood that he might be facing the top-ranked adventurer of the past twenty-odd years. Even if he was certainly not as old as before, with the enhancement from the undead warrior, he was probably comparable to his peak, right?
Whether it was combat experience or his own physical condition, he was probably far inferior to his opponent.
To be able to exchange blows and force out all his memories.
Will felt he could award himself the title of “Contemporary Strongest Adventurer.”
Everyone has their own “enemy.”
Only he was able to pull out Carver’s memories, see this most important “truth,” and know what Daisianwei and Carver truly wanted to do…
Of course, he had to fight Carver until the very last moment.
“You don’t need my praise. You are my fated enemy, so naturally, I will be the one to defeat you.”
“If you have such resolve, then let us continue fighting!”
“Uh… even if I got your answer, I would still kill you for revenge, but…”
Will cast several illusions in succession. He didn’t need to use his eyes to activate the dungeon’s mechanisms, so he could maintain a high frequency of illusions.
“Have you ever considered the possibility of cooperating with an outsider?”
“No. As I said, I hate outsiders like you who think too highly of yourselves. Why should I entrust the fate of the world to someone like you?”
“It seems there’s no room for reconciliation between us anymore.”
“And why would there be? And you wanted revenge on me, you didn’t seek reconciliation from the beginning, did you?”
With Carver more uninhibited, and the undead adding to his almost frenzied attacks, his moves became even more ferocious.
In the black and white world, the two black and white figures once again began their fight.
Until…
“This is not right… This is too not right, why…”
“The demon’s power in my left eye seems to be disappearing bit by bit?”
