I Can Only Cultivate In A Game-Chapter 64: Get That Damn Sword!

Victor's team had their own problems. A pack of shadow hounds materialized from the darkness with their glowing red eyes locking onto the intruders.

"More incoming!" Megan shouted while commanding her undead to engage the creatures.

Victor gaze narrowed as his heart beat increased rapidly. His mind traveled back to the past... same red eyes...

He lunged forward ans swung his blade with anguish at the first four legged creature in his path, severing two of its legs instantly.

The shadow hound limbs bled profusely as it tilted over but before it could even hit the ground, Victor spun around and slammed his leg into the head of the creature, sending it flying.

He activated Gale Strike, creating a spinning force of wind that sent two beasts flying.

But one hound leapt toward Rylan with its mouth wide open.

Selene intervened instantly by using Shadow Flicker to close the distance before slashing across its back.

The creature let out a distorted screech but just as it collapsed, another lunged from the side.

Victor barely had time to react.

He gritted his teeth while gathering qi into around him before unleashing Shadow Crescent Strike.

A crescent shaped shadowy energy surged from his blade and separated the beast upper body from its waist.

Rylan stared with widened eyed "Okay, that was badass."

"Let's keep moving, there's no time," Victor stated.

They kept moving while cutting down creatures and bots and dodging deadly hazards—collapsing floors, gravity-shifting rooms, and bursts of unstable winds.

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Since the castle was pretty run down, it has a massive hole at the center of the floors. One could see the very bottom from up so if they weren't careful they could fall straight down to the lowest levels and have to restart.

As they neared the upper levels, teams began running into each other as the cramped spaces forced direct battles.

Victor's team encountered a rival squad blocking their way.

A Berserker smirked while cracking his knuckles, "You're not getting past us."

Victor eyes narrowed as he tightened his grip on his sword. "Yeah? Try and stop us."

In an instant, the two teams clashed.

Selene danced between opponents moving unpredictably while striking with swift, dagger slashes.

Soon, bloody lines were all over the opposing assassin on the other team. Selene was faster than the other team's assassin who happened to be a short dude with chubby cheeks but regardless of the injuries, their healer would always intervene.

At the moment, Victor was facing both the warrior of their team who he recognised from their tests earlier and the berserker.

Megan was facing both the Summoners and mage of the opposing team while Selene was dealing with the Assassin.

Megan's five undead fought aggressively, engaging both classes head on.

"Someone needs to take care of their healer!" Selene yelled after her assassin opponent got healed for the umpteenth time.

"I'll do it!" Rylan yelled while charging at their healer who happened to be a beautiful girl clad in short tight green dress and a brown pair of boots.

She recognised Rylan from earlier and knew that he wasn't the run of the mil healer. She didn't even try to fight.

Instead she made the most adorable face ever with her two index fingers connected and her eyes blinking cutely.

"You wouldn't hit a lady, rig..." She didn't get to complete her sentence as a fist rammed straight into the side of her face, causing her cheeks to ripple from the force of the collision.

Her eyes spun as she crashed into the ground.

"Sorry, these hands are E rated," Rylan stated while standing over her passed out figure.

"Sara!!!"

The mage turned toward Rylan and tried to attack him with a spell but one of Megan undead jumped onto her back, forcing her to the ground.

Another one joined and soon she was overwhelmed.

Victor parried an attack from the opposing warrior and used Wind Dash to evade a heavy downward strike before countering with a spinning slash.

The berserker had a bunch of cuts all over his body before he knew it, causing him to plop to his knees weakly.

Being the only healer left, Rylan provided constant healing for his team and soon the entire squad was taken down.

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After a brutal skirmish, Victor's team finally broke through, rushing toward the highest floor of the castle.

The highest floor of the castle was a magnificent, yet eerie sight. Unlike the dilapidated floors below, this chamber carried a strange and ancient aura.

The stonework was covered in glowing runes that glowed with unstable energy. The walls cracked with veins of surging electricity, and the wind howled unnaturally through the shattered stained glass windows. The very air carried a charge, making the hairs on everyone's arms stand on end.

At the center of the room, an elevated stone platform stood like an altar, and upon it, a five-foot-long sword was embedded into the floor.

The blade flickered ominously as dark lightning crackled around its hilt. The closer one got, the more oppressive the atmosphere became—it was clear now that all the chaotic phenomena plaguing the castle had been emanating from this one artifact.

But just as they arrived, another group emerged from the opposite entrance.

Evelyn Lancaster's team.

Both teams locked gazes before their eyes shifted toward the sword.

Everyone knew the rules.

Whoever pulled the sword free first would claim the most points and end the test.

For a moment, there was silence. Then—

"Get that damn sword!" Evelyn Lancaster screamed while pointing toward it as if her words alone would command the heavens.

The instant she barked out her order, her team sprang into action. One of her teammates, the Healer, sprinted for the sword while the others turned their attention to Victor's team.

Victor clenched his fist as he realized the impossible disadvantage they were facing. Evelyn had a full seven-man team, including Lucian Crowe, the stronger of the two Necromancers. Meanwhile, Victor's group only had four members—himself, Selene, Megan, and Rylan.

"Push them back!" Victor shouted while raising his sword and moving to intercept the attackers.

Lucian cracked his neck lazily and rolled his wrist while conjuring an undead knight made entirely of bone to protect him. "Don't worry, Evelyn," he drawled with an indifferent yawn. "I'll keep their little Necromancer busy."