Supreme Archer: Taking The Game's Weakest Class To The Top

Chapter 265: The International Tournament (25)

Justin ran upstairs as fast as he could.

He was out of breath on the seventh floor. He fought for air as he propped himself on the wall, staring forward to see if The Witch had returned.

No soul was on the seventh floor, tough.

Only the statue of The Witch stood out in this place. It appeared so defenseless that Justin wanted to close the distance with it by using his mana step and begin the statue's destruction.

A few steps in triggered a change.

It wasn't anything predetermined, as The Witch had simply returned to the seventh floor after defeating Rolling Thunder.

She showed up like a fairy.

This fabulous image didn't last a few seconds as she plummeted onto her knees. She was exhausted, and her headache scratched her from within. Droplets of sweat trickled down her chin, and she couldn't open her eyes.

It was because she wrung her brain during a battle against another core participant in The Tournament, which drained her a lot.

"Casual Clown…" The Witch whispered. "You played your cards well."

Records other players received protected their statues, enriched their lands, and strengthened their statues. Still, none of them would save her from imminent demise.

It was because Casual Clowns used their trump card too well!

Justin raised his hand. An orb slipped out of his sleeve, shining like a little moon.

"We thought of many scenarios and believed this one to be the most accurate," he said.

It wasn't Jake's type to bet on luck, so he compelled others to think about various possible scenarios.

He also didn't want to miss anything, so he needed everyone's opinion.

Once everyone shared their views, a new plan was formed.

A reckless plan, to be exact.

"Gust Of Wind," Last Coin whispered. A laser of wind bolted in The Witch's direction. It was like a bullet.

Alas, Last Coin underestimated The Witch's resilience. She slapped the floor with her staff and conjured her cauldron, taking the wind inside!

A blue mana streak was left behind in its wake.

Justin didn't summon it.

A terrible precognition filled his mind.

The mana streak straightened. Before long, Justin's vision spun as he flew toward the cauldron to become its new dweller.

When his vision cleared, he was floating in a new world.

The Witch coughed… "I have… a minute at most."

A few seconds later, a small pebble zoomed off the cauldron. A second later, the cauldron shook worse than a kettle as it began spitting out a seemingly infinite amount of pebbles.

"This is Rolling Thunder's Earth Armor, which I broke!" The Witch exclaimed. She arched her head back to look at the pebbles raining down the seventh floor.

They didn't break upon the contact with the ceiling or floor. This earth element was of the highest quality, coming from the core player himself!

The Witch stored it in her cauldron for later use. She also strained so much to break through Rolling Thunder's defenses that she swore not to waste her efforts.

Last Coin, however, could animate those pebbles with his skills within her cauldron. He was in a new world that followed the rules of alchemy, meaning he was like a fish in the water!

The rain of stones hammered on The Witch's mana barrier. Her defenses looked like broken eggshells since she didn't have much mana.

It'd take a few more pebbles to defeat her.

The surprises didn't cease, though.

A male hand soon emerged from the cauldron, hooking itself on the edge.

Last Coin hauled himself up, coming out from the cauldron. Water drenched him from head to toe, and he came out as someone who had seemingly swam thousands of kilometers.

His weight toppled the cauldron.

He strained to stand up.

On his two feet, he locked his eyes on The Witch. "The witchcraft looks fun."

The Witch gasped.

Her cheeks blushed.

"Are you the wizard I have been searching for?" she softly whispered.

Justin's heart jumped up to his throat.

Why was she so cute out of nowhere?!

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"His horse disappeared!"

"Kill him first!"

"…"

The three Casual Clowns rushed out of their invisible zone. Their classes were melee, so three ran forward in an epic choreography.

Arthur and Shaw were on the same page. These two had confirmed that their coordination was on a high level without the need for words. Only eye contact was enough for them!

Rebecca, however, was such a talented swordsman that she adapted to them.

The three of them were like a well-oiled machine!

They breezed past others, getting closer to their main target, Hussar.

The man was surprised to see three clowns suddenly emerge from nowhere and go at him! He put up a guard, but he was so weakened and exhausted that it didn't really matter!

"For today's magic trick…"

"We will make you…"

"…disappear!"

Three slashes went through Hussar's armor as clowns went past him. Each slash burst with an extensive amount of blood!

The man couldn't believe what had just happened. Even his blood swirling around him didn't help him accept the reality.

Only when he hit the ground and died did Hussar understand that he had lost.

Casual Clowns exchanged glances.

Like a wind, these three switched their target to Blue Union's spearman. This man had also defeated one of Veni Vidi Vici, so he needed a recuperation.

Alas, his healer died. He also didn't have any potions!

When clowns' shadows loomed over him, he exclaimed. "Damn you!"

"Thank Untamed for teaching us a few tricks!" Shaw shouted. He had been haunted by his death on the desert island. Now, it was the experience he'd use to defeat others!

He'd use all in his hands to defeat his opponents.

The spearman died.

Clowns turned their eyes toward Veni Vidi Vici's swordsman. Their smiles fell on him. He grit his teeth and put up a guard, only to block a few attacks before dying an inevitable death.

The same fate had befallen others.

It was impossible to win against Casual Clowns' surprise attack, as their paladin was actually a legendary class in disguise!

Sometime later, a couple of Kangaroo Team entered the tower.

Their expression fell when they noticed Veni Vidi Vici's last man taking his last breath.

The tower started crumbling.

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Last Coin walked downstairs. "The Witch died."

Arthur, Shaw, and Rebecca nodded.

The four pairs of eyes pierced through the couple.

Rebecca used her legendary skill, rejuvenating everyone on her team.

Basking in the golden light, Last Coin raised his hand and pointed it at the couple.

He whispered in a chill tone, "Apocalypse."

All lights turned off for a second.

In the next second, the couple stood before elements taking various forms. Fire flowed like water, earth snaked like lightning, water swayed like flame, and more. This absurd image caused them to believe that the doom had embraced them and that nothing could be done about it.

Amidst this chaos, the synced trio bolted at the couple.

The couple's death was genuinely unavoidable.

Their demise marked the finale of The First International Tournament.

The winners—Casual Clowns.

The crowd applauded once the last four emerged from their capsules.

It was time for the award ceremony now!