Lightning strikes instantly enveloped both of Rafe's hands, the guardian immediately jumping up while pushing the mage's body, while the fighter immediately turned around while swinging his fist at Rafe's neck.
"Arrgh!" the archer screamed as her heart was pierced by the lightning knife in Rafe's left hand.
While the lightning knife in Rafe's right hand only sliced the guard's waist, the fighter's fist only hit the wind as Rafe's body disappeared from the four of them. The archer's body immediately collapsed to the ground, covered in blood, while the mage survived because she was pushed by the guardian.
"Damn it!" shouted the fighter who had failed to attack Rafe.
"What was that move? Even my eyes can't follow it," muttered the assassin, who looked shocked that Rafe's form was in a different place now.
"I'm going to finish you!" shouted Lancer as he got into position to throw his spear.
The ground around the dungeon began to shake like an earthquake, and Lancer's spear was enveloped in a burning fire. While the fighter and the assassin immediately stood near the lancer to protect him from Rafe's attack, the fighter in another place also immediately covered both fists with wind to protect the wizard who was giving potions to the guardian.
The air around the place where they were fighting became hotter as the flames surrounding Lancer's spear grew larger, and a fiery red magic circle appeared in the center of Lancer's spear.
"Fire spear!" shouted Lancer as he threw his spear at Rafe.
The sound of rumbling wind could be heard accompanying the spear, and the ground that the fire spear passed through was instantly scattered into the air, with sparks flying from the spear in different directions.
But Rafe stayed where he was, shaking his head as if to say that the attack was useless. The sound of a powerful explosion rang out through the ground and the ground wall, and the ground and the ground wall where they were fighting shook violently like an earthquake. Chunks of earth were scattered from the ground wall pierced by Lancer's fire spear.
Lancer's spear continued to pierce the earth wall on the fifth floor until it penetrated another area on the fifth floor. Dust flew into the air, covering their battle area. There seemed to be a huge hole behind where Rafe had been standing, but Rafe's form was now elsewhere, unharmed.
"No way, that attack shouldn't have been dodged at such a close range, a rank A assassin like me couldn't even dodge it at close range," the assassin said with a confused look on his face.
"Who the hell is he? I've already used up half of my remaining mana," Lancer thought after seeing that even his most powerful attack couldn't hurt Rafe.
Meanwhile, the swordsman facing Hayato seemed to turn around in an instant when he heard the powerful explosion, but he couldn't see anything because of the thick dust. Soon, the thick white mist that enveloped Hayato's body began to dissipate, and suddenly, the swordmaster turned his eyes back to Hayato.
Now Hayato's figure is back in sight, he looks casually as if he is smiling at the swordmaster who is still standing on guard.
"What are you doing?" the swordmaster asked confused as nothing happened.
"Hahaha... you idiot! I was just distracting you from attacking my friend," Hayato replied with a laugh.
"What did you say?" the swordmaster asked, glaring at Hayato.
"You think I'm going to attack you? Don't joke, you are too strong for me to fight. I'm not a reckless person, my job here is just to distract you," Hayato replied while pointing his sword at the swordmaster.
"Damn, I wasted my time being vigilant here!" the swordmaster grumbled as he prepared to slash at Hayato with his sword.
"My skill can make people who see the white mist hallucinate and attack their own friends, you think you're attacking me, but you're actually attacking your own friend," Hayato explained with a grin.
"What are you saying?" the swordmaster said, seemingly hesitating to attack Hayato.
"What I'm saying is simple. Now that you have fallen into my illusion after seeing the white mist earlier, you are actually unknowingly trapped in my illusion. Are you sure that the me you see and hear right now is your real opponent?" asked Hayato with a casual smile.
"Damn it!" grumbled the swordmaster, who looked worried after hearing Hayato's words.
"Everything you hear and see right now is a hallucination, the truth is that my friends and I are busy with your other friends right now. That's why I saved you as the last target," Rafe said with a satisfied smile.
"Damn it, you think a lowly skill like that can defeat me, huh!" snapped the swordmaster as he raised his sword.
"Hahaha... attack me right now, right now your friend is right in front of you, you can't even see or hear him. Hurry up and attack me!" challenged Hayato while he gestured for the swordmaster to attack him this time.
"Damn it," the swordmaster grumbled while reversing his intention to attack Hayato.
"Tch. Your friend really protects you, I can't even attack you. Even though you haven't moved," Hayato said.
"Argh! Fuck, they can even hurt me," Hayato shouted as he threw himself to the ground holding his chest.
"Damn, this attack almost killed me. If I die from them, then this illusion skill will also disappear," Hayato said while getting up with a grimace of pain on his face, his hand also seemed to be holding his own chest.
"Attack him! Finish him quickly!" the swordmaster shouted happily after seeing Hayato grimace in pain.
"It's useless! They won't hear you!" said Hayato.
While Rafe looked at his remaining opponents, he also looked at the swordmaster who was facing Hayato, it seemed that the swordmaster still hadn't done anything. Even though Rafe had been ready to help Hayato if he was in danger.
"What's that freak doing?" muttered Rafe, furrowing his brow at the sight of Hayato knocking himself out.
"What's he doing in this situation?" said the opposing assassin when he saw his friend screaming incoherently in front of Hayato.
"Here he comes!" said Lancer as he saw Rafe charging towards the three of them.
"Go!" the fighter shouted as he tried to hit Rafe with his magic punch.
"Damn it! I can't use my power," the fighter grumbled, unable to use his magic.
The hunter's blow was dodged by Rafe by twisting his body to the side, and Rafe countered by aiming the lightning blade in his hand at the weakened lancer. But the opposing assassin didn't stop there, he used the knife in his left hand to parry Rafe's lightning knife.
But the lightning knife in Rafe's hand turned into a bolt of lightning that traveled to the assassin's hand, and without hesitation, the assassin immediately cut off his left hand before jumping backward away from Rafe. Meanwhile, the fighter behind Rafe swung his kick at Rafe, but his attack was again successfully dodged by Rafe jumping into the air.
The Fighter's kick hit the Lancer's neck instead, causing his friend to roll to the ground, and Rafe, now airborne, instantly vanished as dozens of wind spears shot towards him. A loud explosion sounded as dozens of wind spear magic hit the dungeon's dirt roof.
"Looks like I don't have to worry about him," Rafe muttered as he saw Hayato rolling on the ground, pretending to scream in pain.
Rafe's figure was suddenly close to the fighter who had kicked the lancer, suddenly the fighter was surprised and tried to attack Rafe with his punch, but a small bolt of lightning from Rafe's right hand preceded the fighter's attack, the steel armor worn by the fighter could not withstand the penetration of such a small and sharp bolt of lightning. In no time, the fighter's body fell to the ground, bleeding from his mouth and nose.
"Gotcha!" the assassin shouted as he lunged at Rafe with his remaining right hand.
"You idiot," Rafe said as he parried the assassin's attack.
The fire that surrounded the assassin's knife vanished instantly as it approached Rafe. The assassin's right hand was held directly by Rafe's left hand, while Rafe's right knee was lifted as Rafe's left hand pulled the assassin's right hand down.
"Argh!" the assassin screamed, spitting blood from his mouth as Rafe's right knee slammed into his stomach.
Rafe grabbed the knife in the assassin's hand with his right hand, and in no time at all, the knife had sliced through the assassin's neck until he was dead, writhing on the ground. Suddenly, the ground shook again, the sound of a strong wind rumbling as the sorceress prepared to make her strongest attack on Rafe.
Continued...