I am an Eldritch Entity-Chapter 223: Isolating space

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"Attack them!"

Eryndor hollered, attracting everyone's attention as he pointed at a particular group of students.

He was wondering why every one of these students were wearing a mask. He made a guess on their identity purely because of the coordination they exhibited and their insane numbers.

Could there be another team out there like Team Ricky? Maybe, but unless he saw with his own eyes, then he would blame every large group of students cooperating seamlessly to be lackeys of Team Ricky.

It turned out it was for this reason. Team Ricky, the main team at third spot in the rankings were in this group as well.

In the haste of the moment, Eryndor hadn't thought about it at all.

Imagine this.

A large number of students appeared from one side.

To start with encirclement, they would have to start from that side where their numbers are the largest and then start to spread out to make a circle, right?

Which meant, the point directly opposite to where the students appeared, would be the most optimal point to break through from, because the students would reach that point the latest if they were making a circle, and the quantity would be the least as well.

Eryndor thought of that, and immediately made the decision to run in that direction in the heat of the moment.

Apparently, the enemy used this same thought process to trap them.

Team Ricky, the main team, was in the group of students which had run over till this 'weakest point'.

Their alliance could have easily run over the weak students, but Team Ricky?

It would at least take more time than the weak students, as there was a chance that this team would have some treasures as well.

"You're sharp."

One particular man took out his mask, exposing his face.

"Ricky!"

Bronit and Yu exclaimed together, and charged at him.

The rest weren't too far behind. There was no such thing as talking and introducing oneself and everything. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

This was a fight.

One with pretty high stakes and an urgent situation.

If they took too long then the rest of the students under Team Ricky would gather pretty fast.

One of the members of Team Ricky threw something, which formed a wide wall behind them.

Great, they blocked our only way out of this huh.

Eryndor thought, as he engaged in a fight with one of the members of Team Ricky.

The second years were battling the other second years. The captains went for each other as they were the second strongest members of their team, except Eryndor that is, who sent Valentina.

He sent her, because she was obviously more powerful than him, why would he take a decision based on his ego?

Ducking slightly, he dodged a blow from his opponent before driving an uppercut laced with Internal Fist.

It didn't stop at that, he also used fire elemental Sky Piercing Palm with his other hand after dropping the spiked mace beside his leg.

The opponent used a shield treasure to block both blows before throwing something.

Probably influenced due to fighting in his eldritch form, Eryndor's battle IQ had clearly increased, as he had positioned himself well enough to have enough time to dodge whatever it was that was thrown.

He spoke into the earbuds still active in his ears, pretty sure that no one would bother straining themselves to listen to him.

"Activate the Frostspike Totems in the rest of the directions."

Yes, it was the same item which they had used to make the maze. These were also the items which sustained the least damage compared to the others which he bought to make the trap.

He had distributed it among the others. Hearing his command, Drakarion, and Syndra, who had just defeated their opponent and had nothing to do, ran in different directions.

A few seconds later, massive white walls with jagged spikes appeared in all directions, encasing everyone in a limited space, completely surrounded by walls on all sides.

Team Ricky was clearly unnerved by this, everyone could see it in their eyes.

They had erected a massive wall behind them as it was the only direction for the alliance to break through from.

The alliance would have to run and take a detour, wasting even more time if they tried to escape, thereby allowing for students to gather around and pile up on them.

But now? Eryndor completely shut down the space. Which meant the students would have to break down these massive walls if they wanted to get in.

Would the students break in first? Or would Team Ricky get eliminated first?

Giving Eryndor looks of approval, people began fighting their opposition with even greater vigor, especially Team Ricky.

It was evident that they were losing though.

The entire reason they hatched such a plot was because they were NOT strong enough to be categorized as a seeded team.

Of course, there could also be a possibility that a strong team would do this to remove other strong teams from the tournament, but Team Ricky didn't fall under that category.

Drakarion smashed a guy's head, prompting white light to appear around which showed his elimination.

Despite being a stage five Martial Artist, he was quickly displaying why he was the strongest first year Martial Artist…yet.

Paulina was akin to a mysterious and scary reaper.

She would suddenly appear beside a person, and stab with lightning fast speed towards an extremely lethal vital point, injuring them if not taking them out immediately.

Her movement skill was feared among everyone, as no one could interfere with it. It was literally based on the principles of quantum mechanics.

Syndra was another feared member, as nothing was able to stop the advance of her sword yet, except herself.

To conserve her Energy of Consciousness, she would always only go halfway into a body part before pulling out.

Of course, it was equally as dangerous and a serious injury, prompting immediate elimination of the person, or they would be eliminated by someone else.

As things kept going wrong for Team Ricky, they finally displayed how they immediately got twelve million points in the beginning of the tournament itself.