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Chapter 740 - Sticks and stones
🕑 Added 2025-11-20 08:46:18 +0000 UTCThere are a bunch of people around me, and one of them, a selari woman, almost tackles me right away. But she miscalculates her speed, and I avoid her, only for another man to tackle her to the ground, where he starts punching her. Someone throws a rock that scrapes the side of my head and sends blood running down my cheek.
I rush in first before anyone else even finishes adjusting to their weakened bodies. My own body feels so slow, so weak. All the extra senses are gone, reduced to the most basic ones like sight and hearing.
Passing the debris, I pull a long piece of wood free and avoid a thylarin swinging at me with his three right arms. Then I stab the wood into his neck. I do not let go of it, instead, I drag it back out at the same moment as a human woman crashes into me.
I punch her in the eye repeatedly before stabbing her chest with the wooden piece. Kicking her off me, she disappears from the event, and the thylarin vanishes as well. Looking around, out of ten attendees, only three remain. Me, the lynthari, and a huge velnar. Both of them already have wounds from their fights.
“Hey, let’s attack him together and...” the lynthari with the black tail says to me, but I rush him first. He staggers back but manages to punch the wood out of my hand before we slam to the ground.
My head smashes into his face, breaking his nose before I roll away. The velnar, who was about to attack me, instead stomps on the lynthari, who screams in pain.
From the ground, I grab the bloodied wood and drive it into the back of the velnar’s knee. He collapses to it and swings at me with his massive fist, but I dodge just under. His other fist hits me, but it is so weak, the same pathetic strength I currently have.
He tries to block my next attack, so I stab the wood into his palm instead, and he jerks back, expecting me to cling to it. Instead, I let go and jump at him, stabbing my fingers into one eye and then the other before getting out of his way.
While he staggers around, screams in pain, and swings blindly, I take a breath and look around. There are no more enemies, so while relaxing, my breathing I move toward another pile of debris and pull out another long piece of sharp wood.
I kick off my shoes, and my steps become much quieter. First, I reach the lynthari, painfully groaning on the ground and finish him off. Then I circle behind the blinded velnar and stab him in his neck.
When he disappears, too, I am left alone, hearing distant clashes all over the ruined city. With the quiet moment, I examine my body and open my stats.
Lvl 5
Strength: 10
Dexterity: 11
Constitution: 6
Mana: 5
And that is it. Nothing else at all.
It all feels wrong, and I feel so weak. Even though my physical stats without kinetic energy or mana have always been, honestly, pathetic, feeling it this directly is something else.
At least everyone here is the same, though some seemed to forget how to fight dirty. As is fitting for the Ruler whose idea this was, the event is meant to force humility on people who have grown used to not punching up. But that is not me. I do not remember the last time I was not properly fighting someone stronger than me.
I like this. I really like this event, but unfortunately, there is someone else who will be extremely dangerous with these conditions.
I put a few stones into my pockets, find another sharp piece of wood almost as long as a spear, and head toward the sound of another fight.
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POV Weslin
After multiple fights, I run into Morwag.
I dodge his attack and punch his side, but he shifts his body just enough that my fist slams into bone. I feel one of my fingers crack. I do not remember the last time my body felt this delicate and slow. And the pain. There is nothing to suppress it. It floods my whole body, and from what I have seen, everyone here deals with it through willpower alone.
“Come on, Weslin. Attack me again,” Morwag says as he steps to the side, that challenging smile blooming on his face.
Everyone thinks he is just a mindless demon, easy to sway with emotions, but he is far from it. He controls the brutality he carries, letting it loose only when he feels like it. And he is smart. Surprisingly smart. It is just that he often does not care about consequences, which is why he does the shit he does.
That is how he behaves now. Like me, he realizes that even with the difference in our body sizes, our stats are the same, and he acts on it.
We rush in at the same time and crash into each other, trading blows. We both wait for the other to falter for even a moment under the weight of pain. While he uses that tiny bit of mana he has for overall body strengthening, I use mine in short bursts that let me strike harder.
Oh, how fucking good it feels to punch his face. To drive my fist into his cheek and watch his head snap back, or to throw quick, weaker attacks that try to provoke him into aggression, I could exploit.
We fight like equals for a while, but then something disrupts our fight, and I see two humans rushing toward us, not to attack but to escape. They just try to sprint past us.
Morwag moves surprisingly fast for these stats we have and grabs one of them, making the man lose balance. Morwag then takes his head and twists it, breaking his neck. He does it while staring at me.
Instead of intimidation, it only makes me take off my jacket and hold it, preparing to use it in the next attack. The second human runs past me, but I let him go.
Then we see what they were escaping from.
Lyraen turns the corner, no longer floating but standing on the cobblestone like one of us lowly humans and demons. Blood covers half of his face and his fist. He stares at us just for a moment.
There is no hesitation in him as he takes a step forward.
Morwag turns from me with an excited smile, taking controlled steps toward the much shorter vyssari. I join him, and we speed up into a run.
Two short, faint streams of mana, each as thick as a finger, shoot forward from Lyraen. Morwag strengthens his body, and the attack leaves only a scratch across his neck. I am forced to duck, and even then, the fast attack slices off my arm cleanly just below the shoulder.
Lyraen avoids Morwag’s attack and slams his fist into Morwag’s knee, making it burst open. He tries to slip away, but Morwag moves fast again and grabs Lyraen’s arm before he can escape, pulling him back. Size means nothing as they trade wounds. Each of them is using limited mana for body strengthening with a level of mastery that only an S-rank fighter can display, even though this is not their usual method.
I almost rush in when I sense another presence. It is incredibly faint, like someone using camouflage. When I turn around, a young woman stands there. Long, messy brown hair falls across her face. Her entire body is covered in colors that match the ruins around us, dirt pressed into her pale skin, torn white clothes smeared with charcoal.
But her movement is what hits me. It is so slow and smooth that my mind nearly fails to process it.
I raise my remaining arm to defend myself, but she moves faster than anyone here. Faster than Lyraen, faster than Morwag. She moves like she can use her body with perfect efficiency, paired with speed that feels impossible with these stats.
Her hand coils around my defense, and a piece of sharp metal she holds slices my throat.
A moment later, I find myself outside, and I let myself shout a stream of curses while I do. The balcony continues to fill with more and more attendees, some complaining out loud, others chatting, but most of them stare at the screens all over the place.
I feel lightheaded as I adjust to my stats rising again and my passives and skills reactivating, while I sort through the screens to find the one I want.
Morwag and Lyraen are still clashing, with Lyraen seemingly winning, but Morwag holds incredibly well against someone considered the strongest S rank in Beyond. Both of them are fully aware of the young woman who now circles them in a slow, predatory movement. Blood drips from the sharp piece of metal she holds, and I notice she used part of her missing sleeve to make a handle for it.
When she attacks, both of them stop at once. Lyraen shoots a finger-thick stream of mana at her, which she dodges with playful speed, then reaches Morwag only to slip past his fists. Mana glows across the surface of the metal shard, and a motion of her hand speeds up as she drives it into Morwag’s throat multiple times and dances away without even confirming the kill.
With that same bloodied shard shining with mana, she deflects Lyraen’s projectile and bursts forward toward him as well.
For a few more seconds, he avoids her attacks, showing his clearly superior martial arts as he predicts her movements and takes advantage of his smaller stature. But in the end, she is simply that much faster, to a degree that feels impossible with these bodies.
She stabs the shard through his eye, and Lyraen disappears the same way Morwag did before him.
I watch her, glued to the screen that follows her, as she moves through the area with such ease. She sneaks, she avoids bigger groups, she picks off unaware people. And she keeps moving in a way that makes everyone else look far too slow.
Half an hour later, after one of her kills, she stops to take a breather, and from behind a building, Nathaniel appears. He spots her right away and stops where he stands. His clothes are bloodied, his face is smeared as well, and he carries several longer wooden stake-like pieces that drip with blood. In one hand, he holds a larger stone ready to throw, and a few more bulge in his pockets.
Above his head, a faint pale blue construct floats. It looks like a halo, and in the next moment, it becomes clear what that lunatic is trying to do. I know him well enough for that. He is gathering all his available mana inside it, and if he plans to attempt what I think he does, he might be even crazier than I believed.
Nathaniel watches the woman with the messy hair and stays still. His expression is emotionless, almost machine-like, as he studies her and the area.
She stands facing him, shifting her weight to another foot and gripping the metal shard tighter.
I notice the balcony quietening, and more people glance toward the screen with the two of them. An excited murmur spreads. Even Morwag, now standing next to me, shows interest. Many people here have been hunted down by her, so everyone hopes to see her struggle or at least kill more skilled people so they can feel better about themselves.
Unaware of all that attention, Nathaniel, still wearing that empty expression, turns around and walks away.
Just like that.
I curse the motherfucker for ruining my rising excitement, but then I think that maybe he just wants to put some distance between them. Maybe he wants to make preparations as he likes to do.
I switch to another screen that follows him. At first, he walks away calmly, in a way that almost looks cool, but once he judges he is out of the sight from assassin girl his walk grows faster until it becomes a run as he clearly flees from her.
Comments
Hellnhavoc
Eh I always found her to be one of the few things I didn’t like about the story. Just seemed ridiculous.
Gwalmeich
Nath is taking inspiration from Forest Gump and decided to try doing cardio for once.
Ivan Jelenić
Yes.
Andrew Miller
Rogue > Mage in a duel in almost every sense of fantasy 😂.
Madje Tobi Marc'Avent Tchona
Just reread the rules, but like the only goal is to remain as long as possible in the event. It’s a 5 hour event. So the people best at hiding i.e Savant, not necessarily the strongests are best placed for this kinda thing. Nat doesn’t have to have a solution for Tacita. I mean his pride might make him figure sum out but like that’s not sum he has to do.
Madje Tobi Marc'Avent Tchona
Maybe not passives but active skills are never really lost I think?
Madje Tobi Marc'Avent Tchona
I wonder… I don’t think he can generate more mana than he currently has? He typically relies on converting thermal energy into mana. Hasn’t yet gotten to doing the same with kinetic yet and I think primordial energies are not accessible in this event or lyraen morwag and the void baldie would have done a much better showing…
Madje Tobi Marc'Avent Tchona
This is Nat…… like the dude who faced cinderbear on his own as a loser weakling on the first floor.
Audrey WJ
Makes perfect sense Nat, Run my guy run 😂. Seriously a mana based fighter with 6 mana is pretty bad, unless you're Lady Lissandra of course, then it doesn't matter but he is using her play book by creating an external source of mana to use when his personal mana is crap.
tishane Imperial MageKiller
Lmaoooo this cliffhanger was hilarious 😂
Johnny
Hopefully he learned from Liss how to manufacture some BS even when super de-powered
frozzi
low pristine from personal collection of Ruler, so maybe something better than your average boring weapon/armor Also the super "cool" named residence, but that whole system seems kinda worthless to anyone in a proper guild so who cares
Gutz
Oh come on you can't stop there 😭😭😭😭
Nemesis
I was wondering that too. Like, were these Nats stats at level 5? I somehow doubt it, as i am pretty sure he started investing exclusively in mana pretty quickly
Kirin
Thank you for the chappie!
John Doe
If Nat was us he would just stop reading out of spite, like not asking that question way back, or not letting himself hear what others call black mana xD
Ivan Jelenić
Since she has stealth and speed that means passives/abilities can be developed. So Nat is on the right path.
Ivan Jelenić
Move to Europe and enjoy easy 11 am chappies.
Arme nd
Nat almost became part of the statistic of people who tripped while trying to look cool, Marble would be howling lol.
Poutine Au Syrop d'érable
What does winning this event give again?
Subliminary
Loooool
Madje Tobi Marc'Avent Tchona
What makes Nat’s pride dangerous is his ability to be humble in the present…
Andrew Miller
Ahh yes my favorite survival instinct! The ol bluff and run!
Abomb1723
I’m thinking he might try and go for a restrictive training construct to boost his stats. It becomes more inefficient as stats increase and his is about as low as it gets right now.
Yshua
I see it the same way. They both respect the other too much to clash when it’s avoidable.
Andrew
Thank you!
caeven
nat loosing infinite aura amongst beyonders now that people outside of group 4 can see how unserious he actually is behind the scene, with them following him around like this.
Borbino the great
Why do you say that?
Edmund Dillon
Tftc!!! Curious how the others are doing in the tournament. Nat smart af for that move😂
Marshall
My favorite little murder hobo.
Mister Cakers
Sounds solid, I’m wondering if he can recreate his combustion healing using a construct
Mister Cakers
Damn Nats gonna make some seriously powerful constructs
nando daltes
Is there a criteria for the stat distribution? Like the average stats of all attendees participating at level 5?
Arnon Parenti
It's funny how she had one chance to catch Nat without Mana but she is so scared of him she couldn't take it.
Arnon Parenti
Tacita is speed Tacita I grace Tacita will put you in your place.
facetiousk
ᕦ(ಠ_ಠ)ᕤ
RJ
I don’t blame Nat I would run too!
Greg Lambert
Great chapter. Hope to see all the beasts of Earth at the end. Love that Tacita
Al
What a (great and terrible) cliff hanger to go into the weekend. Cant wait for Sunday
Nemesis
So what do you reckon Nat is planning to do with that mana? I was thinking maybe he'll turn his heart into a kinetic mana heart, or thermo-kinetic. Try and match the genius that is third floor Nat
Stoney
There are no more enemies, so while relaxing, my breathing I should probably change the comma to be after breathing instead of relaxing There are no more enemies, so while relaxing my breathing, I...
AL
At this point people in Beyond must be wondering wtf is going on with Earth team of Beyonders
Terri Harris
Nat is all about preparation. and his pride is powerful enough to run away if it means winning in the end. Just needs to save up some mana and dig a few bear pits with sharp stakes at the bottom. Cuz crazy is coming.
Ian Garcia-Theriault
At least Nat's not an idiot with or without stats.
Budgie
He's just gonna run gather too much mana and break something isn't he...
River
三三(ง ˙o˙)ว
Serendipity
Fortnite Roblox
ShinyOtter
Another weekend edged away
frozzi
Jean still on 3rd floor with Tess/Lily
1133557799
Fortnite balls
Kevin
I wonder how Jean is doing in this event. He was a world record body builder before the tutorial and he’d definitely be the physically strongest person competing.
Woodstock179
(╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻
Claro reyes
Tftc!
Sushitrash
Bro saw her and immediately thought “nah fuck that im out”
RJ Barnes
TFTC I too would run from Tacita there is no shame Nat 🤣🤣
Val the mysterious Jedi
Good spot to end the week, I love weslin and more tried to both curb stomp lyr
Val the mysterious Jedi
I would to, she full ninja mode right now
Gio
My guess: Nathaniel is gathering mana to create constructs in his body.
Brian Latta
Took me a minute to remember the fight was from the POV of Weslin and couldn't figure out why he didn't recognize Tacita. Love that the big boys went down fast in their naturalized states by her swift hands.
M van Dongen
Ofcourse he knew......
karmaslap
If everyone has the same stats and mana is left behind so much when Nat hits level 5... yeah, run
Lance Beam
TFTC. Tacita?
Adrian Rake
Tacita is the top predator in this event. As expected 🙂👍
Gravitea
Great chapter!
frankie doerr
With mana off the table speed is king and tacita is the god of speed
Bartlomiej Głowacki
Tacita (^_^)
Sadyix
Nat using the Joestar family's secret technique to its full potential.
Broke Boy
He ran 🤣🤣🤣🤣
Nemesis
Tacita being an OP crazy stab chickito at level 5. I assume she is doing similar to Nathaniels mana, except with her Agility
Nerø
LMAO. *Insert Jojo Nigerundayo meme*
Jason Scott
Little sneak is menace.
ChildConsumerServices
shh sh shh another word and perhaps you'll have to go mysteriously 'missing'
RadiantSpren
Lmao
Sondadir
Sneakythaniel and Cowardthaniel have fused together ! 😂
ChildConsumerServices
5 comments in less then a minute? yeah seems about right
Usernames_are_annoying
I hate that I stayed up late enough for the next chapter to come out 😭. It’s 4 am and I was planning to go to bed hours ago…
Fdrugc
Tftc not that I mind but isn't it an hour early?
F O
TFTC !
Nerø
Early chappy!
Dr.Awkward
Tftc!
vEnviouz
TFTC!!!
