White Online-Novel

Chapter 215 - Firestorm.

''Ah!'' Isaac's eyes snapped open as he sat up with cold sweat pouring down from his pores.

''Haahhh… Haahhh…'' With a painful gaze, he touched his waist, which was aching.

Looking around him, he noticed that he had returned from the dreamland.

Around him, the dusty and neglected building's walls were protecting him from the cold.

''Ahhh… It was crazy…'' He covered his face, and for the last several hours, he fought against the Mythical Figure; and he would like to say that he fought well, but it would be a lie.

Even though he was God in his own dreamland, he didn't even manage to scratch his opponent!

The Mythical Figure mopped the floor with him.

He died thousands of times, and sometimes he managed to fight back, but that didn't last long, and he was killed instantly.

His back ached, and even though he got regenerated in the dreamland, some of the pain was still transferred to his avatar, but it was a very minuscule amount.

'Good luck…' Isaac heard the Mythical Figure's voice inside his mind.

''Thanks…'' He stood up and saw the fire still going strong on the campfire.

He quickly packed his stuff and stomped the campfire down until the fire was completely extinguished.

Once he was done, he finally left the building, picked up his food and started walking towards the entrance of the village.

The buildings were burnt to the crisps, while the smoke from the fire was still present.

A big portion of the forest had burnt trees and ground; it told a lot about the destruction the Flaming Wolves brought with them.

Isaac halted his steps and stopped in front of three piles of ashes. They were in equal size, with burnt clothes at the bottom of the piles.

'Three Players died here…'

He frowned and looked around the forest.

There was no soul in sight, like everyone had disappeared from the world and only Isaac was left.

But, he had a hunch that it was the calm before the storm.

And, he was right.

*DING* *DING*

Isaac looked straight in front of him, where notifications started popping up.

[Final Phase Begins!]

[Firestorm!]

''Firestorm..?'' Isaac frowned, but then the entire forest trembled!

*CRACK!*

*BANG!*

A loud gunshot was heard.

Isaac turned around and saw a bullet flying through the air.

*BOOM!*

Once the bullet reached a high enough altitude, it exploded, and immediately a crimson dome appeared around the forest!

On the outer edges of the forest.

A flicker of flame appeared, and soon, the fire started spreading from the ground until dozens of the forest were on fire!

The fire quickly started spreading, and soon the whole outer edge was in flames!

A wildfire appeared!

Slowly, the fire started spreading more and more, causing a thick smoke cloud to surround the sky.

The blue sky disappeared, replaced by a thick gray layer of clouds.

Isaac, after seeing the sight, knew that something was wrong.

He turned around and started running deeper into the forest.

From the sky, something started falling down.

Isaac felt something very light landing on his shoulder, he thought it was a snowflake at first, but after turning his head, he saw it was ash!

Ashes started falling down from the sky, soon covering the snow in ashes and destroying the previous beautiful nature.

While running, Isaac saw something strange.

He turned towards right and saw a red light in the distance!

He narrowed his eyes and, with his excellent eyesight, saw what it was, ''Fire… Firestorm!'' Isaac widened his eyes and understood what the final phase was about.

The firestorm will force everyone to move, which means that it was only a matter of time before the remaining Players met with each other!

Isaac rushed into motion and started running as fast as his agility stats lets him.

But, soon, he came to a stop after seeing a very strange sight in the distance.

He saw a crimson light moving across the air, destroying everything in sight.

''What the hell is that…'' Isaac looked behind him and noticed that the firestorm was still some distance away, but it was moving rapidly.

*CRASH!*

The crimson light destroyed dozen more trees before disappearing.

''What the fuck?'' Isaac frowned and looked around him.

He was currently in a location that was surrounded by four mountains, all of them with a height of 20 meters.

Around the mountains were the forests, and far away was the firestorm.

Instantly, Isaac understood something.

''This is the center…'' He touched the snowy ground and muttered, ''This is the place where everything will be decided…''

*CRASH!*

Isaac frowned after the crimson light reappeared from the distance and another dozen trees were destroyed.

But, he also heard the distinct sound of screams.

Isaac quickly climbed to the top of the mountain that was right next to him.

It was covered in a thick layer of snow, giving Isaac a nice amount of cover at the top.

He lied down on the snow ground and aimed his musket rifle towards the crimson light.

The barrel of the musket rifle was barely peeking through the snow.

After half an hour of waiting, he still didn't see anyone.

The firestorm surrounded the 500-meter radius of the area, and soon, it stopped moving.

Isaac gulped and knew that nine other Players were currently hiding within the five hundred meter radius!

A bead of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He kept anxiously looking around him and thought about leaving his current position.

'Does someone have me in their sight?' Isaac anxiously thought and became paranoid.

He felt an itchy feeling in his back like someone was looking straight at him.

*BANG!*

Suddenly, a gunshot was heard.

Isaac raised his head and saw a bullet flying through the air, but it wasn't aimed at him.

*DING* *DING*

[Player Syrnan DEAD!]

[Contenders: 9]

'They are now showing who dies?' Isaac gulped, but then with the corner of his eyes, on top of one of the four mountains, the snowflakes was floating around the mountain top.

It was like someone just fired a gun, and the recoil sent the snow below him to fly away.

Soon, he found out the reason for the weird phenomenon.

He saw an barrel of a musket rifle, and soon, he saw a head of a figure who looked utterly oblivious that he has been spotted.

Isaac slowly moved the barrel, and once the figure was on his sights.

His exposed finger touched the metallic trigger. With his sensitive fingertip, he felt the coldness and toughness of the trigger, which was an instrument of death.

A puff of cold air left his mouth and his finger moved.

*BANG!*