I Can Extract Game Items-Chapter 207: Another Win

The crowd roared as hundreds of players cheered, placed bets and trash-talked. Both participants stood at opposite ends of the colossal battleground on their summoned mounts as the final countdown began.

Lilo inhaled deeply on her Her Void Panther which crouched low. Its body was a swirling shadow with faint purple nebulae pulsing beneath the fur.

Across from her, Revna grinned sharply with glowing red eyes.

Her warg drippinp with pitch-black smoke, snarled ferally with claws sparking across the ground as it prowled.

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

"BEGIN!"

The world snapped into motion.

Revna didn’t wait. She exploded forward, her warg phasing in and out of existence in rapid, glitch-like bursts that made her movement unpredictable. It zigzagged across the battlefield like a possessed animal, leaving dark afterimages.

"Too slow," Revna hissed.

Shadow blades erupted from her hands.

She hurled them mid-charge causing six daggers swirling with death energy to sweep forward.

Lilo didn’t panic. She flicked her fingers.

"Void Shift."

Her panther dissolved into a smear of darkness, taking her with it. The daggers sliced only fading mist.

The warg reappeared RIGHT beside her.

"Got you."

Revna’s blade descended but the Void Panther surged upward, intercepting with a snarling swipe. Sparks of arcane shadow burst as claw met blade.

The force knocked Lilo sideways, but she maintained her balance, sliding along the saddle.

Revna clicked her tongue.

"Tch. Annoying."

Lilo whispered,

"Let’s turn it up."

The Void Panther’s eyes flared violet, void energy leaking from its paws as it reappeared behind Revna. Lilo’s bow materialized in her grip.

She drew back THREE arrows—

all glowing an eerie venomous blue.

She fired mid-gallop.

TWHIP! TWHIP! TWHIP!

Revna’s warg twisted unnaturally, phasing sideways to avoid two of them—

—but the third grazed its shoulder.

The warg yowled, stumbling. The arena gasped.

"Poison?" Revna snarled.

"Not poison," Lilo replied coolly.

"Corrosive void venom."

The wound hissed and smoked.

Revna’s face contorted in fury.

"You little—!"

She raised her hand—

"[SHADOW CATACLYSM]!!"

A massive dome of black magic detonated outward, consuming the arena in swirling shadow tendrils. They whipped violently toward Lilo.

Lilo pressed one hand to the Panther.

"Slipstream."

They dissolved.

The tendrils slammed the ground where she’d been a half-second before, leaving long gouges.

Lilo and her panther reappeared behind Revna, silent as ghosts.

She whispered,

"Now."

Her panther’s tail lit up with violet energy as the stinger-like end glowed dangerously.

"[SCORPION TAIL STRIKE!]"

The attack fired like a lightning bolt.

SHNK!!

The stinger pierced the warg’s flank.

The warg emitted a stomach-churning scream as void venom spread into its body, burning through the spectral flesh.

The beast staggered sideways with limbs quivering violently.

The crowd erupted:

"DAMN!"

"THAT VOID VENOM IS NASTY!"

"SHE GOT REVNA’S WARG GOOD!"

Revna’s eyes widened in disbelief.

"No... you—!"

Lilo wasn’t done.

Still in motion, she spun her bow and unleashed a barrage of arrows.

Each arrow curved mid-air, homing in on Revna with uncanny accuracy.

Revna tried to shield herself, summoning a cloak of shadow.

"[MIDNIGHT BARRIER]!"

Arrows clashed with the barrier, cracking it like glass.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

"Come on—hold!" Revna hissed.

One arrow broke through.

Then another.

Then all the rest.

Revna grunted as multiple projectiles struck her armor, knocking her off balance. Her warg collapsed as well, smoking and twitching from the venom.

The battlefield fell silent except for Revna’s heavy breathing.

The announcer didn’t even get a chance to dramatize it.

The arena burst into cheers.

"WINNER: LILO!!!"

Lilo exhaled slowly, stroking her Void Panther as it purred in triumph.

Another victory.

---sss

BATTLE THREE: BORIS VS THRANDIR IRONJAW

The arena floor shook violently as the massive gates on the opposite end cranked open.

A deep and thunderous bellow, rolled out like a living shockwave.

Then it stepped forward.

A mammoth the size of a multi-story building lumbered into the arena with each step cracking stone. Its tusks were plated in shimmering dwarven metal, carved with runes of battle. Its hide was thick like living granite, frost mist curling off its fur with every exhale.

Atop its back sat Thrandir Ironjaw—Dwarven Warlord, Level 51, known across the servers for being a walking tank of pure destruction. His beard was braided with iron rings, his armor the color of molten metal cooled too fast.

He raised a gigantic warhammer and bellowed:

"BRING ME A REAL CHALLENGE! HAHAHAHAHA!"

The crowd roared back.

Across the arena, another set of gates burst open and a low, primal snarl echoed through the air.

Boris emerged. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

His Infernal Fangbeast which was a wolf-like mount with magma veins glowing beneath obsidian fur, stalked forward beside him with flames licking its fangs. The two of them looked like they had stepped out of the hells themselves.

Boris cracked his knuckles.

"Big guy," he muttered to his mount, "looks like dinner tonight is EXTRA crispy."

The Fangbeast huffed fire.

The announcer’s voice boomed overhead:

"THRANDIR IRONJAW OF THE MAMMOTH CLAN... VERSUS... BORIS OF TEAM ALEMAN!

Begin when ready!"

The barrier dome sealed shut with a resonant hum.

Thrandir slapped his mammoth’s flank and roared:

"LET THE GROUND TREMBLE! CHAAAAAARGE!"

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The mammoth launched forward with a speed it had no right to possess, tusks tearing up the ground.

Boris burst into motion as well.

The Fangbeast erupted in flame and bolted across the battlefield with paws smashing into the stone with explosive force.

The entire arena vibrated from the impending collision of two monstrous mounts.

Spectators gripped their seats.

A group of lower-level players even shouted:

"BRO WHAT?! HOW ARE THEY MOVING THAT FAST?!"

Thrandir pointed his hammer forward.

"CRUSH HIM, OLD FRIEND!"

The mammoth trumpeted as its tusks swung to gore both rider and mount.

Boris grinned confidently and leaned forward.

"Alright, buddy. Skill time."

He placed a hand on the Fangbeast’s forehead.

The beast howled—

and its paws ignited into blazing orange molten fire.

Boris shouted:

"[LAVA STRIDE!]"

The ground beneath them liquefied instantly, stone melting into bubbling magma trails. Waves of heat warped the air.

The Infernal Fangbeast sprinted across this volcanic terrain as if it were solid, claws gliding through molten rock like skates on ice.

The audience screamed.

"WHAT KIND OF SKILL IS THAT?!"

"HE’S MELTING THE ARENA!!"

"GODDAMN BORIS IS CRAZY!!"

Thrandir’s mammoth thundered into the nearest molten patch and its foot plunged straight down, sinking to the knee in a pit of lava.

The mammoth let out a deafening, heart-wrenching bellow. Steam exploded from the wound, mixing with the frost mist around its body.

Thrandir snarled.

"Curse your tricks, boy!"

He slammed the hammer down.

"[FROST QUAKES!]"

The strike sent a freezing shockwave through the ground—

turning magma into brittle crystal, erupting ice pillars around Boris.

Boris ducked and hugged the Fangbeast’s neck.

The wolf weaved through the pillars with unnatural agility, its infernal flames melting the ice faster than it formed.

Boris shouted over the chaos:

"YOU CALL THAT A QUAKE? HAH! MY GRANDMA FARTS HARDER THAN THAT!"

Thrandir’s eye twitched.

"YOU’RE DEAD."

The mammoth finally ripped its foot free with a furious heave and charged again.

This time it lowered its head.

A direct collision.

Boris stood up on his mount, feet planted wide with heat radiating off him like a miniature volcano.

Thrandir yelled,

"OUT OF MY WAY, WORM!"

Boris yelled back,

"COME BREAK YOUR TUSKS ON ME THEN!"

The mounts collided.

BOOOOOOOOM!!!

The shockwave rocked the arena, blowing sand, dust, and molten splashes everywhere. Players in the front row shielded their faces.

Thrandir let out a booming, mad, war-drunk laughter.

"Good! GOOD! HIT ME AGAIN!!"

Boris cracked his neck.

"Don’t worry. I’m just getting warmed up."

Boris leaned forward.

"Buddy," he whispered to the Fangbeast, "launch me."

The Infernal mount crouched.

Then—

BOOM!

It catapulted Boris straight into the air like a living cannon.

Thrandir blinked.

"Wait—what in the Stonefather’s—?"

Boris landed HARD on the mammoth’s head, crouched like a demon perched on its prey.

Players in the stands lost their minds.

"HOW’D HE DO THAT?!?"

"BRO JUMPED A WHOLE DAMN MAMMOTH."

"THIS IS ILLEGAL. THIS ISN’T FAIR."

The mammoth thrashed, trying to shake him off.

Boris grabbed a fistful of fur and roared:

"IT’S TIME FOR THE MAIN EVENT!"

His entire right arm began glowing—

veins turning molten orange, muscles swelling with dangerous volcanic energy.

Thrandir stared up at him, eyes widening.

"No.

You’re not—

You wouldn’t—"

Boris bared his teeth.

"Oh, I WOULD."

Boris summoned every ounce of his mount based shattering class skill.

The arena temperature spiked by ten degrees.

Players felt the pressure in their bones.

The announcer screamed:

"OHHHH NO—HE’S GOING FOR IT! THE LEGENDARY—!!"

Boris raised his fist high, flames spiraling around it.

"[TITAN—

SLAAAAAAM!!!!]"

He brought his fist down like a falling meteor.

KRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASH!!!

The impact created a shockwave that blasted dust, frost, and magma outward in a ring. The mammoth’s eyes rolled back, legs buckling as it collapsed like a felled mountain.

Thrandir flew off the saddle, bounced TWICE, and slid across the arena floor, coughing blood-like pixels.

When the dust settled—

the mammoth lay still.

Unmoving.

KO’d.

Silence

...

...

Then the arena exploded with cheers.

"BORIS!!! BORIS!!! BORIS!!!"

"THAT WAS INSANE!!"

"HE ONE-PUNCHED A MAMMOTH!"

"THIS MAN IS BUILT DIFFERENT!"

The battlefield announcer’s voice cracked from shouting:

"WINNER— BORIS OF TEAM ALEMAN!!!"

Boris hopped off the fallen mammoth, dusted off his hands, and whistled to his Fangbeast.

The Infernal wolf trotted over with flames still burning.

Boris patted its head.

"Good boy," he muttered with a grin.

"Now THAT was good."