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No Game, No Riku: Chronicles of a Fractured World

In a world ravaged by relentless conflict, Riku finds himself thrust into a realm where destiny is determined by games. Disboard, a land ruled by divine beings and fantastical races, teeters on the edge of destruction. Humanity, the most fragile of races, now fights for survival, mere pawns in a cosmic contest. Riku, a teenager shrouded in mystery, inherits the legacy of a fallen human bearing the same name. With his soul burdened by despair and haunted by the weight of countless lost lives, he embarks on a perilous journey to fulfill his predecessor's dying wish. Can he outmaneuver gods and navigate the chaos of Disboard? Enter a world where strategy reigns supreme, alliances are ephemeral, and survival demands the highest of sacrifices. Follow Riku as he navigates this treacherous realm, armed with courage, cunning, and an unwavering determination to challenge the rules of a game he never chose to play. (This is a Translation) Source: https://wap.faloo.com/487463.html

Omni_king_1616 · Fantasy
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20 Chs

Riku vs. Jibril

"Your world?" Jibril's excitement bubbled, her smile widening. "Indeed, this is a small world. It's truly surprising that you can create such a unique space. I must say, I might have to consider elevating the level of your leader's skull a bit~!"

"It goes by the name of Unlimited Blade Works," Riku replied with calm assurance.

Unlimited Blade Works, much like the wielder, morphed the world's appearance accordingly. Archer's version manifested as a crimson wilderness, teeming with multiple blades. In the distance, flames burned fiercely on the horizon, while massive gears spun in the darkened sky. Emiya Shirou's rendition offered a sunset-red sky, where swords dominated the landscape without much else.

"Enjoy this, Flügel, Jibril!" Riku's voice carried a near-feral intensity.

With these words, Riku raised his hand, and the treasures, previously embedded in the ground, seemed to respond to his summons. They floated, forming a mesmerizing array aimed squarely at Jibril. In a stark contrast to Archer and Emiya Shirou, Riku's power and ingenuity had led him to orchestrate something far more astonishing.

"Whew-whew-whew!" The next moment, dozens of swords streaked across the sky like blazing meteors, hurtling toward Jibril with the force of a roaring tempest.

"Ding--!" Despite the overwhelming assault, Jibril's expression remained cool and composed, her interest undiminished. She casually extended her left hand, conjuring a defensive spell.

It was worth noting that within Riku's world, the absence of Elementals in the surroundings left Jibril reliant solely on her own Elemental reserves, a concealed disadvantage.

In an instant, a fierce collision echoed through the dark realm as the treasures assailed Jibril's magical barrier. Though they stirred a ripple, the shield remained unbroken. Jibril, an Exceptional Unit, was unlike the typical Flügel species, evolving independently and breaking through her initial limitations. Now, her power rivaled even the mightiest of the Flügel.

Moreover, the defensive magic she employed, derived from the magic of the Elf clan, exceeded the defensive capabilities bestowed by the Flügel species' creator.

"What, is that all?" Jibril's disappointment was evident as she shook her head. The previous attack had fallen far short of her expectations.

"Oh?" Riku displayed no anger at her disdain, maintaining his cold indifference. His golden eyes gleamed with unwavering determination.

"—!" In the ensuing moment, a distinctive treasure surged forward, piercing the shield with a resounding 'click.'

The defense magic that had withstood attacks from even dragon species was punctured, allowing the penetrating treasures to race toward Jibril.

"————!" Jibril's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise as she swiftly vanished from her location, reappearing elsewhere and narrowly avoiding the oncoming treasures.

"Ah, it seems I almost fell for your ruse. Among those swords, you've concealed ones with 'magic-breaking' properties, haven't you? Was the prior assault merely a diversion?" Jibril's eyes locked onto Riku, her expression shifting to one of heightened alertness, her latent murderous intent now in full bloom.

"The Flügel species' space ability, Sky Shift, is indeed a formidable challenge. I had hoped to land a blow earlier," Riku admitted with a tinge of regret.

Sky Shift was an exclusive skill of the Flügel, allowing them instant movement within their line of sight. They could even return to previously marked locations, making it akin to the Dimensional Transfer Teigu: Shambhala but far more versatile.

"Heh heh, in fact, I was genuinely surprised by your abilities just now," Jibril chuckled. Her alluring appearance juxtaposed with her eccentric behavior created an unusual and enigmatic presence.

"Very well, to secure your rare head, I shall get serious," Jibril declared, her killing intent surging once more.

In a blink, Jibril vanished and reappeared behind Riku. Her black energy sword descended mercilessly toward Riku's neck.

"Dang----!" However, Riku had anticipated this move, and the surrounding treasures moved swiftly to block Jibril's attack.

Although Jibril's power was overwhelming, this delay bought Riku the time he needed to act. With the speed granted by the Hermes boots, he swiftly distanced himself from Jibril. Simultaneously, he controlled the treasures to encircle her, creating a spectacular spectacle of hundreds of floating artifacts.

However, Riku harbored no illusions about the effectiveness of this tactic against the formidable Flügel. His eyes gleamed with determination as he channeled all the immense energy within him into the projected Excalibur clasped tightly in his hand. The next strike would be crucial.

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