GREED: ALL FOR WHAT?

Chapter 1954  200, 500, And 1000.

There was a man sitting in front of the temple. The man would occasionally speak to anyone passing by, "I challenge 9 Crowns, the supreme god of the Orcs. If his divine existence doesn't dare to accept my challenge, then let his heroes fight on his behalf and help prove his reputation."

Many people bristled at the obvious blasphemy. They wanted to rush over to kill him for disrespecting their god like that. But then they remembered the previous times that this fellow pulled this stunt, and they attacked him.

He had beaten them black and blue. They just weren't strong enough to fight him. It is not their place to correct someone stronger than them. There was someone else to do it. While some were curious to see how this challenge would turn out, many others had become tired of seeing it. They already knew what the outcome would be, so they ignored the man and continued with their day. The man saw Taylor as soon as he stepped out of the temple. He laughed and said, "Finally. I have been waiting to give you a good beating."

Taylor felt regret when he saw the joy of the man. He regrets looking weak. People see him with only one functional arm and think he should be easy to defeat. But what he regrets the most is that he was the first one to jump out and fight AB Tfuck when the fist digger first challenged 9 Crowns. He had wanted to see how far the person he used to look up to had reached compared to him. Now AB Tfuck actively looks for him whenever he has the power to challenge 9 Crowns. Still he had to ask, "Haven't you learned your lesson by now? I am much stronger than you. There is no way you can defeat me." Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Tfuck laughed and said, "It sounds to me like you're scared."

Taylor rolled his eyes. "I am a demigod, and you're a Legend. How can I be scared of you?"

Tfuck shrugged and stretched his large muscles in a display of power as he said, "Then you should have no problem fighting me."

Taylor sighed and said, "Fine."

Then the two of them rose into the air and flew out of the city. This drew the attention of many people, but only a few people ran out of the city to watch the fight. The rest were not interested in watching a repeat fight. Along the way, Taylor asked, "How do you recover your power so quickly?"

Tfuck said proudly, "It is a secret."

Taylor asked again, "I hear that some gods are sponsoring you so that you can damage the prestige of 9 Crowns. Is that how you got the resources to recover your power so quickly?"

Tfuck laughed. Then he said, "It is a secret. But maybe I will tell you when I finally defeat you."

Taylor chuckled and said, "I guess that's not going to happen."

Tfuck continued to laugh. He said, "Let's do the talking with our weapon of choice. Come and taste defeat."

The two of them stood on opposite sides with a distance of a kilometer between them. One of them held a white crystal sword with a single arm while the other equipped red knuckle dusters on his two fists. Tfuck said, "In three, two, one."

As soon as he finished saying that, he punched forward many times as he rushed to approach Taylor. Red giant fist phantoms flew before him to strike Taylor even before he reached his enemy. Taylor also retaliated. The power of the two combatants clashed.

There was a flash of light between them. It was as if someone had thrown a colossal flashbang between them. The light was so bright that it could be seen from a far distance. So was the sound of the clash. Many people would have been blinded and defeated by the fallout of their clash. But they had learned their lesson since the first fight. So the onlookers were far away from the source of the explosion. The fight ended as soon as it started. Taylor had waited for Tfuck to attack first. Even so, he was the only one still standing a second after. AB Tfuck was nowhere in sight. Taylor's single attack had swallowed up all his phantom attacks and his body too. He died and lost 50% of his stats. As a Legend, he could have a total of 500 levels or attribute points. To lose 250 of it will cripple him. Half of his skills will deactivate, and he will lose the boost from his raw stats. He will still be a Legend, but he will be the weakest Legend. Taylor put away his sword and said, "That should buy me a period of peace from him."

Then he flew away to do something actually worthwhile with his time. The fight had been easy for him. It is not because he defeated Tfuck in one attack. He defeats most people with one attack. That's why his legendary title is One Sword. That and the fact that he has only one hand and can only wield one sword. The fight was easy for him because he had too many advantages. As a demigod, he could have 1000 total attributes, which meant he had twice as much base boost from his attributes and could have twice as many skills as a Legend. When the fact that he is very rich because of his job as a hero and can buy the best skills or get divine skills from his god, there was just no reason for him to lose. This is why those Epics that ambushed him stood no chance either. It wouldn't have mattered if there were a hundred of them. Each one of them could only possess 200 levels so they would be sending themselves to death if they fought him. But he can understand why Tfuck would fight him despite knowing he has all these advantages. It is because Tfuck is stubborn.