Domination System

Chapter 64

Lord Dyrotth’s throne room. Shadows crept around the room as they enriched about the man sitted on the awe inspiring throne. Clothed in a slick metallic black armour with a robe dropped over his shoulders and majesty surround ding his form, he was idea brought to life of a perfect creation. With a disinterested face he stared at the mirror hanging in the air. The number of images on the mirror was so much that it became a challenge to even try top focus on one, Lord dyrotth had not problem focusing on all at once. Feweling a mild shocking sensation, his eyes immediately;y turned to a place on the screen. A particular green haired man was right in the direction he focused on, the man seemed to be checking out his surroundings and was unaware of any entity watching him. Lord dyrotth’s disinterested eyes brightened up, he had finally found this man again after a while. Although he had found him a time ago with his system users virtual messages ability, after it got disrupted he couldn’t track him again. Surprisingly, this man had decided to participate in his race….excellent! “The rabbit delivering itself right into the lion’s mouth!”…. *achoo!* justin sneezed. ‘damn, who’s thinking bout me’ he thought. *WELCOME* a word appeared high above everyone as a monotonous voice spoke. *YOU HAVE CHOSEN TO TAKE PART IN THE FIRST CHALLENGE OF THE ZUGAN RACE: THINNING THE HERD…CONGRATULATIONS* *THESE ARE THE SETTINGS OF CHALLENGE ONE: 1) THIS IS A LIFE OR DEATH STAGE. CANDIDATES WILL HAVE TO PROVE THEY ARE WORTHY OF THE KING’S ARMY THROUGH TGHIS STAGE* “Huh? isn’t this challenge two’s setting? Why does it say Challenge One?” *2) CANDIDATES WILL BE GIVEN POINTS BASED OMN THEIR NUMBER OF KILLS. EACH KILL GIVES THREE POINTS. PLAYERS WITH LESS THAN 30 POINTS AT TGHE END OF THE CHALLENGE WILL BE EJECTED FROM THE DIMENSION. 3) KILLING A CANDIDATE WITH POINTS AUTOMATICALLY GRANTS SAID CANDIDATE’S POINTS TO THE KILLER 4) THE HIGHER THE POINT, THE HIGHER THE BONUSES IN THE NEXT ROUND 5) THIS CHALLENGE WILL LAST FOR A TOPTAL OF 3 HOURS. STARTING IN 10…9…8…7….* “hey hey what the f**k is this things saying?” “what the f**k is going on!” *4…3…2…1…BEGIN* “….” dead silence. “i…i think we’ll have to ki…ack” a mouthful of blood was vomited by a man as he spoke. He slowly looked down to his chest only to see a blade cleanly pierced through it. The blades moved up, slicing his body in to clean halves. *gasp* the people looked at the man holding the sword aqs his eyes crazed with bloodlust. He had just taken the life of another man barely seconds after the first challenge started. *Ding* *CANDIDATE 64 HAS BEEN GIVEN 3 POINTS* A glowing number three appeared above the man’s head. “AHHHH” a woman’s scream sounded before it abruptly stopped and a head roles down the white floor. It slowly came too a rest revealing the face of a woman whose eyes were wide open. *Ding* *CANDIDATE 101 HAS BEEN GIVEN 3 POINTS’’ the voice resounded across the white sp[ace as the candidates were filled with shock. Nobody needed to be told that the zugan race was going to be brutal…but no one said i would be this early! They had barely just entered the dimension and blow had already been shed…was this Lord Dyrotth’s idea of fun?! Justin cautiously removed the battle axe from its handle. He held it in his right hand as his left hand took hold of he emperor’s chain. He was quick to understanding the rules…it was basically kill or be killed. Anyone who didn’t understand that was doomed to fail. Justin immediately swung his axe as he felt a minor disturbance in the space beside him. A metallic sound followed as the axe hit a sword that was directed at him. The man holding the sword smiled as he turned the sword in a weird motion, getting past justin’s axe and head straight for his heart. With lightning speed reflexes, justin grabbed a hold of the sword stopping it with his bare hand. Blood dripped as his hand held the sword highly, keeping it just an inch away from piercing his heart. The eyes of the man narrowed as he applied greater strength, pushing the sword further. Justin grunted as the sword pierced his clothes and just a bit of his skin. He had been caught off guard, as great as his power was he still wasn’t great at handling surprise attacks. Sensing the uneasiness of his opponent, the man was about to exert more strength when a hammer bludgeoned his head into meat paste. Brain matter, bones and a lot of blood splashed on justin’s face as the force behind the sword weakened and eventually the sword dropped to the floor. “Craig, are you alright?!” Ronald immediately rushed to justin and held him up. “Ronald?” justin accepted his help as he wiped his face with his clothes. “when’d you get here? where are the others?” justin asked. “ i have no idea craig, all i know is we have to start fighting” Ronald looked around, fights had broken out everywhere as people kept earning points one after another.…. “Get!” A group of men chased down a certain man with a pony tail. As the man ran, the Number fifteen ran with him. It was about thirty minutes into the match and he had already earn fifteen points. The others’ greedy eyes crazed as they chased him. Most of the people had formed temporary alliances, ensuring they were safe and could still rank up points. Asmodieus hadn’t found anyone to make an alliances with and anyone he tried to approach would instantly be tempted by the amount of points he had. That’s how he got this group of people chasing him right now. The virtual compass he had was planning to rely on was nowhere to be found. A flying fan headed straight for him as he ran but he took advantage of his momentum and slid down past it as the fan flew above him and went on to slice through one of the men chasing him. He stood and immediately got on his feet, not daring to stop in his motion./ Multiple fans flew in his direction as he skilfully dodge them all, utilising them against the men chasing him. Gradually the group lessened and at one point, there was no one chasing him again. But asmodieus never stopped running, he hadn’t sensed the direction in which the fans came from. It was likely the person who threw them was still out there. “You can stop running now” a figure appeared in front of him. Asmodieus immediately applied his brakes and he turned his legs swiftly, changing his direction to avoid the figure. He then kept running, not interested in stopping. The masked figure waved it’s hand and a myriad of fans flew at asmodieus. Red gloves covered asmodieus’ hands as he got ready to fight but surprisingly, the fans dug into the ground in front of him barring his way. “i just want to talk” the masked figure landed in front of him again. “what?” asmodxideus asked, still. mindful of his surroundings. This could be a set up and he wouldn’t know. “I’ve been watching you. You’ve got skills….’’ the feminine voice gave of no harm. ‘watching me?’ “ ….” asmodieus kept silent. “Look, I’m with a group…we could really use a fighter like you” the figure walked closer to asmodieus. “An alliance?” asmodieus understood what the woman talked about. “ yes!” the woman answered with an excited voice. “….NO!” asmodieus said and in a flash he took off. He wasn’t willing to put his life in the hands of someone who just a minute earlier wanted to kill him.…. in another part of the dimension. Two men walked sat by a fire as they roasted a rabbit. One of the men had a huge fur coat covering him while the other just sat staring into space. The people nearby looked at them with horror filled eyes, they looked at the pile lot bodies scattered around and visions of the brutal killings resurfaced. These two men were absolute monsters, especially the green haired one. A little while ago, a group of people had tried to pick on the two thinking they were easy meat but oh how wrong they were. Five people were killed in an instant. Others not being put off by the show of power were filled with greediness seeing as the two had ranked up some points. They too tried to take the men down but history all but repeated. This cycle of greediness led to this river of bodies. Justin had the number 45 hanging right a move his head while ronald had the number 21. As ronald monitored the roasting meat, justin focused on something else. The ‘escape from planet earth’ name still bugged him. That couldn’t just be coincidence, no one he met in this world had ever said anything about earth and to confirm it, when the name was called people reacted strangely to it like they hands heard the word before. How then could the man who owned this dimension know about the place called earth? ‘System, what do you have on Lord Dyrotth’ justin asked. During the waiting months, he had upgraded the system to level 10 and had unlocked the ability to look up information on any and every person. Kinda OP if u ask, but…thats the f*****g use of the domination system! *Unable to look up information of a another Host* ‘what do you me…’ “WHAT THE f**k!”