The momentum pushed the body of the mage a good six meters back. As the man lay flat on the ground. His face was wide-eyed in shock. When the smoke cleared Hiro had his greatsword wrapped in Aura over his body like a shield.
However, he couldn't defend against all the attacks and had his arm blown off in an unlucky strike. The people rejoiced when they saw the bloody image of Hiro, yet they all turned silent in the next moments.
Hiro shoved raw meat into his mouth and swallowed. Like baking soda, his wounds got covered in white bubbly foam and healed back to full health. Hiro then raised his greatsword in an overhead stance and slashed down. "Revenge Strike."
Hiro then created a green sword wave of energy, it looked extremely similar to a certain blonde king from F*te Sta* Ni*ht. The blade beam traveled along the ground in an unstoppable flash.
The massive amount of Calibers in the blow vaporized the mages clustered together leaving not a trace of them. By this point, most already understood that they cannot win against this man. He was far too powerful!
Meanwhile, numerous new bodies got added to the San-Baka's body counts are many lost hope and rushed to get past them. They were now at level 35 with double the stats as system users at the same level.
Together with Hiro they also got buffed to the max due to the Trinity of limit skills from their master. The mid-ranged system users, all rushed to try and overwhelm the San-Baka only to get obliterated. A few people didn't get brutally murdered which prompted a lot of discussions.
One of the women who attacked Aurum using a whip prepared for death, only for the blond slave to avoid her vitals and break her knees in two. While it hurt like a bitch not dying could be considered a boon.
"Why didn't you kill me?" Asked the woman. Her cheeks flush red due to the powerful visage of the blond doorkeeper in front of her. Aurum instead of answering kicked her in the stomach towards a wall.
As she slammed into the concrete, Aurum answered for everyone to hear. "Not everyone is to die today, a small percentage of you will survive the night so long as you stay put."
"Am I one of them?!"
"How do I know if I am part of that group?!"
"What can I do to join that minority."
Aurum then took out a flask of blood and drank. The red fluid going down his throat healed the wounds he incurred from fighting the ones trying to escape. When he finished, he smiled and just said. "Fulfill your role."
Similar discussions occurred at all three entrances. Noticing that the game itself gave them a chance at surviving, it was only now that they noticed that a few people survived after a clash with the butcher.
The survivors had injuries all over, but the butcher left them alone instead of stomping their skulls to paste similar to the late jack. The defenders rallied together and moved to protect the aggressors and all of them attacked Hiro.
Hiro on the other hand analyzed how the people fought. He noticed that the ones with a higher ledger rating fought to defend or supported others. In contrast, the ones in the negatives used deceitful tactics.
Pushing another in the line of fire, using others as a shield, and stealing the weapons or defensive artifacts of other people. These scum did everything to survive.
As Hiro remembered how he fought when he lacked power. He saw vestiges of his former self in the low ledger ranked system users. 'No, that can't be it. It must be a mentality thing.'
Hiro intentionally allocated the ones to die and the ones to be spared to both aggressors and defenders. Just to see how they would act. People acted without pretense when their lives were on the line.
And what Hiro saw validated his assumptions. The high-karma people had more compassion, love, and kindness to spare. The low karma ones were the opposite. Their selfish habits naturally manifested in how they escaped or fought.
Feeling like he saw enough Hiro made a declaration for the entire hall to hear. "San-Baka. I have seen enough. Execute everyone without a Mark of Protection." When the three guardsmen heard their master's words. They all stopped defending the point and proceeded to slaughter without pause.
A couple of low karma system users charged Fregit while the dragonkin still slept soundly on her lap. "That's his daughter, right? We can use her as a shield to get her off our backs." "Indeed, I couldn't buy her due to the price, but I wouldn't mind fucking the brains off that one."
Fregit picked up the child with one hand and drew her sword. "Have you no shame? Go back there and fight like men! Using an innocent child for your selfish reasons is for scum."
"Don't lecture me bitch! You try dying to that monster! Let go of the girl before I slice your pretty face to look like a pineapple!" Fortunately, before they could get within striking distance, Geo appeared behind them and used a skill.
"[Flare Blade]!" The red-haired San-Baka decapitated both men like a flying guillotine. Both the corpses and heads were set alight and burned to a crisp as a side effect of the skill. Having difficulty stopping his momentum. Geo skidded face-to-face with Fregit.
Their faces were barely half a meter apart. Due to the messy way he stopped himself, the mask on his face fell which allowed the blue-haired girl to be caught spellbound.
"Is the little lady safe?" asked the redheaded man.
"Huh?"
"Is the girl in your embrace hurt in any way?"
"Oh! Uhm…" being forced to leave her delusions, Fregit quickly checked on the young dragonkin while blushing scarlet.
'Oh my what, a handsome man, so dashing and powerful too. On top of that, his clothes also scream wealthy. What a catch! Maybe I have a shot?'
After a few moments, the girl saluted and reported. "She does not have any wounds."
"Good, the Master will kill me if anything happened to her. Follow me, girl, I will protect you.'
(Protect you. Protect you. Protect you.)
Geo suddenly became even more handsome in Fregit's mind. She was an orphan slave sold to the [Hand of Shadows]. Due to her modest background, everyone overlooked her, thus until now she had yet to have any experience with the opposite sex.
The girl's only guilty pleasure came in the form of R18 smut books sold around Anvil's bookstores. Grand delusions of playing house with Geo enveloped her mind.
Soon she found herself dreaming of how Geo would force himself on her when the sun sets. And like a rabbit in front of a wolf, the handsome, rich, and powerful redhead would devour her until her mind broke from pleasure.
(No Please! Husband your too rough, let me rest.)
(It's your fault for being so sexy Fregit. Come here!)
(No wait! Kya!!!)
"..ke up!..oman! Hey! Wake up! Woman!"
Fregit felt a strong hand lightly slapping her face. A bit delirious, the woman had trouble differentiating reality from her wild fantasies and ended up answering Geo in a voice as sweet as honey.
"Ouch, stop being so rough husband. I don't like pain but if it's for you, I can learn.."
"What the hell are you talking about woman? Should I slap you again this time a bit stronger?"
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