I Own EVERY Class in This World: Life Set to HELL Mode!

Chapter 38  The Witch/Warrior Domain

[Conjoined Witch HP: 25703/75000]

[Conjoined Warrior HP: 54385/75000]

"The witch lost two thirds of her life," Dreamer spoke while adjusting his glasses, the books around him still spinning, "We should focus on killing her, then the warrior will be defenseless."

Boxer, Hero and Orasio nodded as they heard Dreamer speak, but Stark wasn't convinced.

'Why would there be two of them if they could die like this… they are named the 'Conjoined Siblings' after all…' he thought, he was much more analytical than even Dreamer, so he wouldn't let any detail go unseen.

He examined their status window again while Boxer was stalling for damage.

And that's when he saw it: a skill that the two monsters both shared for some reason.

[Conjoined Bond] was the skill.

Right afterward, he tried to do something he had never done before: use [Perception] to check a skill's description.

He focused his aura not on the monsters, but on their status window and specifically the skills panel.

Seeing that Stark was thinking of something, Hero decided to take his place as a close-ranged fighter and began flying toward the guardians with his swords in hand, he had mostly recovered from his frenzy.

"Ally Protection," Orasio summoned the green shield around Boxer when the witch tried to use [Spark] on him, which created a massive explosion at the edge of her scepter, enough to insta-kill any of them.

And that's when Stark saw it.

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[Skill: Conjoined Bond]

[Description:] The siblings share both their power, aura, and fate, if one of them is killed while the other is still alive, then the dead one will be revived at half health within a minute.

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"HOLY SHIT!" he shouted, taking everyone aback as they all stepped back.

"What the hell is happening?" Hero used his swords and slashed the warrior once again.

"-4526!"

Stark didn't beat around the bush, "We need to kill them both within a minute of each other or else they get revived."

Everyone froze for a moment, processing the new information, they didn't understand how Stark knew, but there was no way he would say something like that out of nowhere.

Stark, Hero, and Boxer immediately dashed toward the warrior again, they needed to lower his HP to match the witch's as it was extremely low.

"Strike!" he tried to attack, but Hero used his swords to block and give an opportunity for the others to deal damage.

"BOXER SMASH!" Boxer used his skill again, and hit the skeleton in one of its head, making it crack a little.

"-10281!"

It was sent flying far away, but Stark didn't waste and also activated "Aura Smash" to send a crimson fist toward the warrior.

"-6372!"

Orasio and Dreamer on the other hand used their attacks to occupy the witch and stop her from protecting her brother.

"-271! -362! - 316!" she was getting shot by dozens of Dreamer's spell, and was hit with Orasio's explosive shield, which exploded upon impact with her.

"-9281!"

They weren't speaking while this was happening, but there was a mutual understanding: they were doing pretty good as a team.

"Heal!" the witch during a single second where the assault stopped used her healing magic.

"+15000!" she used it on herself.

"Buff!" she redirected her scepter toward the warrior, who was able to gain lots of speed and strength, enough to overpower the three boys that were attacking him.

They all backed away after that as they felt that the warrior was too strong.

The Conjoined Siblings were also back next to each other, their empty eyesockets burning with an intense aura.

"Seems like we can kill them both if we continue like this," Dreamer smirked.

"HAHA~ No wonder we are the most promising, look just how we are destroying these guardians!" Hero laughed, his magic swords spinning around him.

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But that was their biggest mistake.

As someone said: confidence is good, but don't be confident against the wrong opponents.

[Conjoined Witch HP: 28603/75000] n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

[Conjoined Warrior HP: 33206/75000]

Both the guardians had now around one third of their life left, meaning that killing them both at the same time wasn't far fetched anymore if they managed their damage enough.

But of course, the guardians also had an ace up their sleeves.

Both their sword and scepter began to glow with an eerie aura, and suddenly…

"THE WITCH/WARRIOR DOMAIN!" they both used their ultimate skills, and directed it toward two persons from the group.

It was an attack impossible to avoid no matter what, so all they needed to do was hope they weren't chosen.

And the unlucky ones were…

"ARGH~" Boxer screamed as he was hit, and suddenly vanished from their view alongside the warrior.

"WHAT THE?" Hero jumped, surprised.

And the second…

[Talent: Chosen One, activated]

'Huh?' Stark was confused.

The second attack was heading toward Orasio after all, so why…

~TURN~

The ray of the attack changed from Orasio's direction to Stark's out of nowhere, almost as if an unknown entity had changed its target.

"…" this was the power of the chosen one's second perk.

[#2 Amidst your journey, your talent will bring forth many events, both good and bad.]

'You gotta be kidding me.'

"ARGH~" Stark was hit by the attack, and suddenly also vanished from the other three's view alongside the witch.

***

The world around Stark shifted as he felt himself being transported to a different realm.

Once his eyes adjusted, he immediately got up and positioned his fists to fight.

Checking his surroundings, he noticed that he wasn't in the other chamber with stone walls and torch everywhere, instead he was in a smaller room where the floor was made out of human bones.

There was no wall or ceiling, the rest was complete darkness.

And the most horrifying things of all… was the giant figure staring at them from above, its eyes gleaming with malice.

'Probably the last guardian of this shit hole…' Stark mumbled then looked to his right to see that Boxer was also looking around, he still had his boxing gloves equipped.

"Looks like those fuckers isolated us to have a greater chance of killing us," he spoke, trying to act tough, although the drops of sweat on his forehead and his expression betrayed fear.

"Then let's kill them," Stark looked ahead with a blank expression, and as expected, the warrior and witch were around ten meters in front of them.

"Skeletel Aura!" the warrior's sword began glowing with a silver aura that had faces on it: the souls of those he killed.

"Chain Block!" the witch also lifted her scepter and pointed it toward Stark.

And for the first time ever… Stark didn't have the time to react.

"Huh?" chains came out of the ground and quickly wrapped around Stark, immobilizing him.

He struggled to break free but the chains were too strong.

Boxer, noticing that his only other help in this space was restrained, he tried to punch the chains, but there were just too many of them.

And instead, he decided to rush toward the witch at full speed to break her scepter, it was the only way to stop the attack after all.

Stark appreciated the help from the stranger.

But it was too late…

"STRIKE!" with the souls aura still around his sword, the warrior dashed toward Stark before Boxer could do anything.

And then…

"-4627!" he was hit by an attack that dealt three times his HP.

[HP: 0/1450]

Stark's eyes became lifeless and the chains that bound him disappeared, resulting in him falling to the ground.

"SHIT!" Boxer shouted as he punched the witch.

"6428!"

But it was no use anymore now: Stark was killed.

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Or was he?

[Talent: Chosen One, activated]