The Transmigrated Novelist

His idea and intentions were pretty good, but unfortunately, he was rushing too much, as the moment that he jumped towards his opponents something appeared from below him.

It was another Rank 3 Formation circle, but this time it wasn't a Gravity, nor a Magic Freeze one, but an Illumination formation.

The moment that Master Gorg jumped over it, the formation was activated, as a blinding light attacked him, his eyes, and his senses.

Normally this trick wouldn't be much of a problem for someone like Master Gorg, but the fact that it was totally unexpected for him, made him lose his momentum, and concentration for a moment.

The next moment, before he could recollect himself and continue with his attack, the two Masters under Young Noble Clark appeared out of nowhere and attacked him.

One of them was holding a sword, while the other one had a great sword on his hand, clearly showing that he and Master Gorg followed the same path of weaponry.

Normally his skills would be nowhere close to those of Master Gorg, but since Master Gorg was caught unprepared, his attack was extremely dangerous.

To make matters worse, there was another one beside him, having almost the same strength as him, aiming for Master Gorg as well.

As a battle maniac, who had a lot of battle experience Master Gorg was quick to adapt to the situation, and instead of continuing his attack, he used his greatsword to protect himself and his body.

'Clanggg…, Claannggg…'

The next moment two powerful metal clashing sounds were heard, as Master Gorg was thrown flying behind.

After hearing these sounds one would think that Master Gorg succeeded in protecting himself from the two attacks, but that was unfortunately impossible.

'Bangg…, Bangg…, Bangg…, Boom…'

Master Gorg had to break through three trees before he finally managed to use the fourth to neutralize the remaining strength and stop.

The moment that he stopped though one could easily see that his clothes had been tatter into pieces, as there were a lot of bloody cuts through all his body.

But he wasn't able to stop and rest, as the next moment he felt a danger above his head, and immediately jumped to the side in order to avoid a blazing fireball that was sent to burn him to crisp.

'Booommmmm~!'

The fireball landed above the spot where he was standing a moment ago with a powerful blasting sound, as Master Gorg could only thank his instincts for the timely escape.

Just as he was about to take a breath of relaxing though, he once again felt danger upon himself and couldn't help but use his greatsword to protect his body once again.

Before the fireball could disperse the other two warriors were once again on his trails, using their weapons to aim at his vital points once again.

With his vast battle experience, it was impossible for Master Gorg to not understand what was going on, as he had to admit that his enemy's plan was quite good.

Master Troy was a truly sly person, as he had created a tag game of three against one, without any intention of letting him rest even for a single moment.

Their goal was clear they wanted his head, and if nothing changed they would achieve their goal pretty soon.

In a short time, the battle Maniac Master Gorg was turned into some kind of ball jumping from one place to the other trying to dodge and avoid the attacks coming for his life.

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As Master Gorg was fighting for his life, Young Noble Clark was looking with a lecherous look of a victor towards the beauty Amelia.

Even though she had just accepted the bet, and they had yet to fight and decide the winner he already felt like he had won.

"This will be much easier for you if you just accept to become my slave right away Amelia. I don't want to harm the woman that is going to serve me soon with her body."

"Hmph~! You are truly trash! I prefer to die before becoming your slave. But don't worry about hurting me, trash like you is incapable to do something like that!"

Hearing that Young Noble Clark's face turned gloomy as he decided to show this bi*tch his true prowess, as he removed a ring from one of his fingers.

It was only at this moment that Amelia noticed that this guy had quite a few rings on his fingers, and she had no idea what their use or functions were.

But no matter what he tried there was no way for her to lose against him! She was extremely confident of herself, and her skills.

The next moment though, Young Noble Clark's body seemed to slowly get stronger, as his aura started increasing slowly, going from that of a Rank 2 Warrior towards the peak of a Rank 3 Warrior.

If he added the ring to his finger one would think that it was the effect of the ring, but since he took the ring off then it meant that this was his true strength, and that ring just hide his aura.

Surprisingly Young Noble Clark wasn't as wasteful and useless as he looked as in fact, he was a strong peak Rank 3 Warrior.

Even Amelia couldn't help but look at him with a look of surprise, which made Young Noble Clark feel extremely cocky.

"What about now, are you ready to accept becoming my slave!? Or do you still think that you have a chance of beating me?"

"Hmph~! Your puny balls just inflated a bit, and you think that you can already make me afraid!? You should try harder trash!"

Her words were uncouth and attacked his manliness, after all, what kind of man would accept such words from the woman he was trying to bed.

Even more so an arrogant Young Noble who was famous for his skills. Young Noble Clark's face turned even gloomier, as he looked at her and said with a dark and heavy voice,

"You truly won't cry without watching your coffin, will you?"

"Are we going to fight or are you planning to chit-chat with me all the time! If that is your plan, then you might just bore me to death and truly win sister!"

Amelia's words were intentional as she was trying to rile him up and make him fight with anger, as an angry opponent looks at the fight with narrow vision, but inside she was extremely alert.

The truth was that Young Noble Clark's strength had come as a big and unexpected surprise for her, and even more so when she saw those rings on his fingers.

She knew that quite a few of them must be specially made artifacts in order to increase his strength, and bolster his defenses, so it wouldn't be a lie if she said that she was a bit afraid at this moment.

The moment that Young Noble Clark heard those words he got even angrier and gloomier, as a spear appeared on his hands, and he immediately jumped in an attack.

There was no skill in his attack, it was just a simple stab with his spear, aiming for Amelia's abdomen. He didn't want to kill her, but he had to show her that she wasn't his opponent.

Seeing that stab come towards her Amelia could only snort, as it was impossible for that attack to reach her normally, but unfortunately, her situation wasn't normal.

The Rank 3 Gravity formation, and the Rank 3 Magic Freeze formation made it impossible for her to use her full strength, and abilities.

So, she could only turn her sword vertically in front of her body, and then use it to parry the stabbing spear to the side.

Her idea and execution were extremely good, but unfortunately, her calculations were a bit off. While she didn't get injured by the spear stab, the attack still connected to her clothes.

The spear pierced through her dress at the end of her ribs, and ripped her dress there, surfacing a small part of her smooth and jade white skin.

Seeing that his first attack had failed, Young Noble Clark didn't get angry instead he became a bit more enthusiastic, as he quickly made his spear fly around his head, and then attack her abdomen again.

Once again Amelia used the same technique to parry away the attack, and the same thing happened once again as another rip was added to her dress.

It wasn't that she didn't want to stop this from happening but that she couldn't. it was extremely difficult for her to fight someone of the same Rank, while she was suffering the effects of gravity.

On the other hand, Young Noble Clark seemed to have forgotten about his angry and gloomy thoughts, as he couldn't help but tease, and mock the beauty in front of him,

"Amelia I never thought that you would show me your body so easily! I was expecting to work a bit harder on this! Hhahaaha~!"

The beauty's face went gloomy this time. The waste and trash that she could kill in one move was acting so cocky in front of her, just because he was using some underhanded means.

She swore inside that if she didn't kill him today, then she would kill herself!

With those thoughts, she got even more determined to win and decided to counterattack. The moment that the same attack came towards her abdomen she didn't parry it, but she dodged it.

It was certainly more difficult as she didn't only need to move her upper body to do it, but she had to move her lower body, and center of gravity as well.

But that managed to pull her enemy closer to her, as she used her sword to chop his head…