More importantly, how was he conjuring such complicated magic spells without any sort of downtime or even casting time?
Every single attack from the death knight struck like thunder, the Level 80 killing machine sending out one attack after another relentlessly.
SLASH. SLASH. SLASH. SLASH.
However, for every attack the death knight dealt, there was one more barrier popping up. There was simply no end to it!
Just how long did Liam possibly think that he could keep this up.
"Think about it, Liam! What is your end game here? You took the emerald crown from us! How about you give it back? Maybe we can talk about other things after that."
"Even you know that you cannot keep this up."
"Give it up. We are winning. Stop it, and let's talk like adults." Kouske gnashed his teeth and muttered the words.
He did not even know if his words were getting through because this was not a fight he dared touch.
Black wisps of energy erupted like flames engulfing the whole place. The speed alone was something beyond his level.
If not for the death knight, then… Kouske shuddered to think about the results right now.
No, even with the death knight, nothing was set in stone. He could feel it. A feeling of fear. He feared the guy in front of him very much, and he did not even know why.
They were going to win this time? It was predicted! Nothing could go wrong!
"You better listen to me! Your teammates are paying for your arrogance right about now. My team would have already killed half of them."
"If you stop now and concede, at least the other half will live. Don't be selfish and think about others. I think you know what death inside this game means."
"Are you willing to sacrifice everyone else just for the sake of one item?"
Kouske hastily tried to convince Liam. However, a feeling of panic started arising in his heart because no matter what he said, the other person did not seem to care in the slightest.
Maybe he couldn't hear him?
Just as this thought floated in his mind, suddenly, a name greyed out in their group.
"Huh?" Kouske's eyes widened in shock. For a second, he couldn't believe it. "No, this is impossible!"
And before he could digest this, the other two names as well greyed out one after the other.
"YOU WERE SAYING?" Liam loudly laughed, his maniacal voice ringing out in all directions. "I am thinking… hmmm… I am going to refuse your offer."
"Now, how about I give you an offer? Return the item that you stole from me like a petty thief!"
"Otherwise…"
"You will never get a chance to see the other three alive…"
"You do know what dying inside the game means, right?"
Liam grit his teeth and summoned another [Black Box] as the death knight continued pummeling him.
Even though he had a perfect affinity with nether, his body still accumulated some fatigue every time he was manipulating the massive quantity of nether.
But the other person did not know this, so he was fine for now.
"So how about it? Return this cute thing back to me. He He He and I will let you and your little friends live." Liam let out another burst of maniacal laughter.
"You know what... maybe don't... then I can have more fun take it right out of your hands!"
"What is mine. Will be mine. One way or the other."