The World Turned into a Game After I Woke up

I charged in with my spear pointed at the Blood Prince’s chest. The Blood Prince formed a second blood sword and made an X in front of him to block the attack.

“You…damn insect…”

“You’re still the same. How disappointing.” A month ago, it took four hits to break the Blood Prince’s swords. This time, my spear broke through one sword and was stopped by the other. The Blood Prince’s face hardened. He didn’t expect that to happen.

==[You have been afflicted by Blood Curse.]==

==[Blood Curse removed due to status immunity.]==

==[Damage received from deity reduced by 50%]==

==[You are the first Unrivaled. Attacks against deities increased by 25%]==

I glanced over at the message. Blood Curse was a skill that the Myth Guild had a hard time dealing with and understanding. But its main effect was AoE HP absorb; just getting close to the Prince drained HP.

“Damn insect… Blood Explosion! Blood Explosion!” The Blood Prince set off bombs of blood around my feet.

I jumped away to dodge them, but my leg got splattered by a wave of blood. “Ew!”

I could feel the Unrivaled skill take effect and lessen the damage, but I could tell that my HP still dropped. I countered by stabbing at the Blood Prince again.

The Blood Prince moved his body to the right to avoid the attack but couldn’t escape. The spearhead struck his shoulder.

“You son of a bitch!” he cried out.

“That’s my line!”

==[Heart’s Blood Harrier drains 1,000 HP from your opponent. Your HP is restored by 1,000 HP.]==

“I am going to kill you as painfully as possible!”

“Don’t get ahead of yourself. I have no intention of dying here.”

“Sticky Blood Fog!”

==[Sticky Blood Fog is covering the surrounding area. Your body will be covered in blood,

becoming overloaded. Body weight will increase by 200 grams per second, up to 60

kilograms.]==

The Blood Prince used a skill he knew that my status immunity would have no effect on. I didn’t care, however, and continued forward. I had to stay on him no matter what; that was my duty to the Myth Guild.

“Heel Kick!” I slowed his movement speed by ten percent for five seconds and used that moment to stab him in the leg.

“Gah! Get away from me, you insect!” The Blood Prince quickly formed two blood swords and tried to swat my spear away, but my STR was much higher now.

The Blood Prince’s DEF was high enough that my spear couldn’t stab all the way through, but Imanaged to slice his outer thigh.

My only other battle skill was the Warrior’s Brave Spirit, but I needed it to save it for the next time he used Blood Explosion. This fight was just beginning.

—

“Gahhh! You bastard!” The Blood Prince grew angrier and angrier. He took more damage than he could give, and he was taking a lot of damage.

He had gone up against six other Unrivaled devas before. They were nothing compared to the deva in front of him right now. All their 50% damage reduction was good for was to last a little longer as the his punching bags.

This one was different. His movement speed, attack speed, and overall damage was just too high. This insect’s damage output was as high as dungeon boss monsters.

-Since when could an Unrivaled deal this much damage?-

Unrivaleds were better in parties. Most of them were tanks. There was no way a single Unrivaled deva could have this much power. He was still a worthless deva!

“Get away from me! Blood Explosion!” He shot another blood bomb at the insect that kept attacking even while being slowed down by his Blood Fog.

Up until now, the Blood Prince enjoyed fighting against fighter classes because of his Blood Curse. Those that were afflicted by the Blood Curse had their DEF and MDEF lowered and their HP constantly drained. The Blood Prince didn’t have to do anything to whittle away at his opponents.

And now, because of this deva in front of him, the Blood Prince began to hate fighting against fighter classes.

-This is bullshit! Where did this guy come from?-

“Blood Wave!” The Blood Prince called up a tidal wave of blood to try and put some distance between them, but saw the deva ignore it altogether and aim for his heart again.

“Blood Wall!” The Blood Prince knew by now that this deva’s STR was much, much higher than his own. He knew he couldn’t block another attack on his own and used a defensive skill that he hadn’t used in a while. It wounded his pride to have to use it now, when he didn’t have to use it even against boss monsters or other deities.

He saw the deva’s attack flash yellow and collide with his Blood Wall. The rigid Blood Wall that could withstand heavy attacks from boss monsters cracked in a single strike before cascading to the ground.

“He cracked it… in one hit?” the Blood Prince said to himself in shock. Sure it was a critical hit, but to think that his Blood Wall could fall so easily was just unbelievable!

The spear continued forward and stabbed into his chest while he stood there in complete shock. The spearhead flashed yellow as it buried itself deep into his chest.

“Gahk!” the Blood Prince cried out in pain. It was the most pain he had ever felt since becoming a deity. He looked over to his HP bar and saw exactly why it hurt so much.

“330,000 points?” He lost 330,000 HP in a single attack! It was a critical hit, sure, but he had never lost more than 300,000 HP from a single hit. A normal, non-skill attack knocked his HP down by 330,000 points!

It was then that the Blood Prince finally acknowledged that he was wrong, that the deva in front of him was the real deal. This deva was stronger than all of the devas and deities he had gone up against all together.

“Blood Rain!”

—

I kept up a flurry of attacks on the Blood Prince, not giving him a chance to breathe. He used Blood Explosions and Blood Wave to try and keep some distance, but I didn’t retreat.

-Damn…if it weren’t for my damage reduction, this battle wouldn’t go all that well for me.-

I kept an eye on my slowly decreasing HP and kept a straight face. At least my spear helped keep me alive.

-An opening!-

Five minutes into the fight, I finally saw an opening as the Blood Prince made a mistake in anger. I thrust my spear at him with all my might. The Blood Prince quickly formed a rigid wall of blood in front of him, but I didn’t stop. I broke through the Blood Wall and got him in the chest!

I raised my spear to attack him more before the Blood Prince activated another skill.

“Blood Rain!”

Blood rained down around us. The Area of Effect didn’t seem that big, and it rained a little harder than a drizzle. Each drop of blood inflicted minimal damage, but a torrent of them could actually kill me. The Myth Guild already told me about it and advised that I avoid it. I decided to heed their advice and quickly jumped out of the rain.

“Shit! Shit! How does 330,000 points of damage make sense? A critical hit?! It was a freaking normal attack!” the Blood Prince roared in anger while being drenched in blood, but I didn’t care. The angrier he was, the better I was doing.

“You. You’re the First Unrivaled, aren’t you?”

“Who knows?”

“Yes, I know you are. But… that still doesn’t explain all this damage.”

“You haven’t thought that maybe it’s because you’re weak?”

“Me? Weak? The Blood Prince is! Not! Weak!” His face stiffened. “Fine, I’ll acknowledge it. You are different than those other insects.”

“I don’t need you to acknowledge me.”

The Blood Prince laughed. “Go ahead, say whatever you want. Let’s see how long you keep up that act. Blood Pool!”

The same Blood Pool formed around him, and the blood from the Blood Fog and the Blood Rain began to be absorbed into the pool.

“To think I have to resort to use Blood Rush on a single person.” I stiffened. “Feel the full extent of my rage. Blood Rush!” All of the blood in the pool shot straight up, forming a pillar ten meters tall. Then, all of a sudden, all of the blood came crashing back down on top of the Blood Prince. All of that blood was absorbed into his body.

“Mmm…”

I heard a lot about Blood Rush from the Myth Guild. They told me it was basically a cheat skill. According to the Myth Guild’s research, Blood Rush had a cooldown of thirty days and lasted for one hour. At a glance, it didn’t seem good of a skill. It was too short compared to its cooldown.

“But… that’s just how strong it is.” Blood Rush had a total of four effects.

First, Blood Rush doubled all stat points. Second, all Blood skills doubled in power. Third, Blood Curse doubled in power. Fourth, HP increased fourfold.

“So what if it’s only for an hour… it’s a damn cheat!” This was one of the reasons why the Myth Guild had a hard time defeating the Blood Prince.

“He did use it sooner than I expected… I guess I’ve got to last an hour from now.” Blood Curse was still not a threat to me, but I had to say, I was a little afraid of the other effects. His Hit Points were probably at least 14,000,000 now, since the Myth Guild told me that he had 3,500,000 when they first defeated him.

We had planned two stages in this fight against the Blood Prince. The second stage was supposed to start when he used Blood Rush. The first stage was supposed to be me fighting him with the twenty healers/supporters backing me up. During that time, the Myth Guild was expected to defeat the seven deities and the fifteen hundred remaining Blood Federation soldiers. It was my role to keep the Blood Prince completely away from anyone else. He and his allies could easily take advantage of the Blood Curse and attack opponents that gradually got weaker.

I had perfectly completed the first stage in our plan. I managed to make him use his Blood Rush, and prevented the deities from joining in. Stage two had just begun. All that was left was to continue to focus on him and attack. We called this plan Operation Mousetrap.

We believed that as long as the Blood Prince was kept away from the main battle, the Myth Guild could win even if they lost many lives.

“But now… that plan’s pretty much in shambles.” I looked around. I wondered if it was because me or because of Rameha’s betrayal, but the Myth Guild was doing very well. They were holding their ground even though most of them were exhausted.

“Ha… that just means I need to do more.” I sighed and looked at the Blood Prince who was absorbing just way too much blood into his body.

“Gahahaha!” The Blood Prince cackled. A red haze formed around his body which also grew half a size more. He was way over twenty feet tall.

“Do you still think you can win?” His voice sounded deeper.

“Damn right. I haven’t thought otherwise since the start.”

“Good. I want you to last as long as you can! That way I can torture you for a long time!” The Blood Prince formed a large blood sword in his right hand and charged at me.