Nameless had to admit that the Clock Warrior was the second most dangerous opponent he had ever encountered.
The Clock Warrior simply had too much time, while he had too little. If the Clock Warrior spent twenty hours making an Alarm Clock Bomb now and Nameless failed to dodge it, death was certain.
The Clock Warrior rose from the ground. He swept his gaze over everyone, then suddenly took off his mask.
His face was not human. It resembled a cat's, and his eyes were like clocks, with hands turning inside the pupils.
"There are so few of you left. Time for me to get serious."
He tossed his shield to the ground and split the Clock-Hand Spear in two. Somehow, it became six oddly shaped long blades.
They looked a little like the Guandao used by Guan Yu in the Three Kingdoms, but their blades were curved. Altogether, they looked strange, belonging to no recognizable style.
"Infuse!"
The Clock Warrior gave a low shout. The time on his wrist fell rapidly, dropping from over five hundred hours to just over three hundred.
He smiled at the survivors. "From now on, any cut from my blades will cost you thirty hours!"
"..."
None of the trial takers spoke. Not one of them had thirty hours.
Put simply, a single hit from any blade would be a death sentence.
Just then, the edges of the stage began to contract. The vast stage slowly shrank. Though it moved slowly, everyone understood what it meant.
The smaller the stage became, the less room they would have to dodge. Once it shrank to barely enough space to stand, they were as good as dead.
"Come, fight!"
At the Clock Warrior's shout, every trial taker attacked him with a fierce expression.
This time, even Ma