Chapter 2: New Century (Epilogue)
“One must be humble,” Nobody Does Human Things said slowly.
Blood rained down behind him.
The Templar Knight who had been arrogant moments before was instantly killed. This greatly surprised the other Templar Knights around. The person who appeared to be their leader was clearly at the end of his rope, so why could he still unleash such a terrifying attack?
Barossa saw the flaw. It was obvious that this human warrior couldn’t launch another powerful killing blow in a short time.
So he shouted a warning, “Kill him now, he’s incapable of resisting.”
Indeed, that was the case.
Nobody Does Human Things was surrounded by enemies, but he merely eyed them coldly.
Dying would mean losing a level.
But the ultimate skill’s cooldown would also reset. Many other players had already died multiple times, which was a huge loss. Only players like them, who had completed their advancement missions, were holding the front line to buy time for others.
“So he was only powerful for a moment?”
Upon hearing Barossa’s command, these Templar Knights perked up again.
“Then, please die!”
Another Templar Knight, stepping on the minced flesh of his comrade, charged at Nobody Does Human Things with his sword, raising it for a ground-shattering slash. But his peripheral vision caught a mocking smile on the human warrior’s lips.
Immediately afterward, a deadly sense of crisis came from the side. He had to dodge! That was the Templar Knight’s first reaction. He looked to the side, where the bushes suddenly rustled and stirred. Then, a bald, burly man leaped out!
“Roar!”
The bald, burly man roared, and his great axe cleaved down toward the Templar Knight. This seemed slow, but it happened in the blink of an eye. The Templar Knight, still in mid-air with no leverage, took the full force of the axe and was split in two.
Pet, the lion-beastman, landed in front of the Templar Knight’s corpse. Looking at the bleeding internal organs and human tissues on the ground, he forced down the urge to pick up half of the body and use it as a side dish with the other half. Besides, for some reason, he felt that human flesh wasn’t tasty. It seemed all the nutrients had been drained.
“It’s been a while since I’ve enjoyed the thrill of cleaving a human…” Pet joyfully wiped the blood from his face, then noticed a human standing nearby and hastily corrected himself, “I mean, I usually kill monsters, so it’s been a while since I chopped up a live person. I do miss it.”
Nobody Does Human Things’ lips twitched subtly at this explanation. It would have been better if he hadn’t explained at all; it only made things worse… Even without appraisal, he knew the identity of the burly man before him. Because the moment the Templar Knight attacked, he had already received a private message from (Player Name), and at that time, he had switched his view and was waiting to respawn. He didn’t expect a twist of fate.
“Brother, you are truly genuine!” Nobody Does Human Things gave the beastman leader a thumbs-up. Just for being able to deceive such a large group of beastmen to the point of them not knowing north from south, he deserved a like for being so amazing.
“You did well too!” Pet’s mood improved. He also emulated Nobody Does Human Things and gave a thumbs-up. This seemed to be a special way for these human warriors to praise others. Now, he was adapting to local customs and had infiltrated the enemy’s rear.
“Who are you!” The surrounding Templar Knights, seeing how fierce the burly man was, lost their nerve again. Their quality couldn’t compare to the Templar Knights of the Balda Holy See. The Templar Knights of the Balda Holy See were hand-picked. More importantly, they had been brainwashed by the War Divinity’s demi-humans at the time, so they were fearless of death. Even with only their head left, they would try to bite off a piece of flesh from the enemy.
But these current Templar Knights hadn’t been brainwashed. While enjoying the power they easily obtained, even without pain, they still feared death. Especially since their comrades had died so tragically.
“I am the leader of the Savage Beast Mercenary Group!” Lion-beastman Pet declared proudly, his eyes fierce, “My name is Piggy!!”
“Savage Beast Mercenary Group?” The Templar Knights looked at each other. They had studied most of the surrounding forces. Bishop Barossa, in particular, was a very cautious person. Wherever he went, he would first identify the armed forces there.
“Have you heard of the Savage Beast Mercenary Group?”
“Never heard of it…”
“Exactly, no impression at all. Probably not very powerful.”
“LOL, my pet pig is named Piggy~”
The Templar Knights relaxed again. In their limited understanding, if a force wasn’t noticed by Bishop Barossa, it wouldn’t pose much of a threat. Even if this burly man was powerful, it didn’t mean his mercenaries were. After all, he was just one person, not worth fearing! They just didn’t notice Bishop Barossa slowly retreating.
“What did you say? You called me a pig?!” Pet’s eyes widened. He was a lion-beastman, one of the top clans of the Orc Royal Court. These arrogant humans actually compared him to the lowly pig-people!? Unacceptable.
“You don’t take the road to heaven, but you force your way down the road to hell through lava!” Pet pulled out his second battle-axe from the bag on his back, his killing intent almost solidifying. “Since that’s the case, I shall grant your wish! Savage Beast Mercenary Group, attack!”
With a single shout, the rustling in the jungle became a unified sound. More bald, burly men emerged from the bushes. Their muscles were like perfect sculptures, their heads shone like lightbulbs in the sun, and their chest hair was like a lush tropical rainforest. The air was filled with a scorching scent. The Templar Knights fell silent; things seemed to be taking a turn for the worse. But there was no medicine for regret in this world.
“Roar!” Pet let out a wild roar, blowing the charge horn. At the same time, his body rapidly expanded in a burst of bloody light, and a phantom image of a lion-beastman formed from blood mist behind him. Thank heavens, the shapeshifting potion allowed them to still use berserk skills. Although all totem skills were disabled, they could still rely on berserk to gain strength and speed comparable to their beastman form. The other beastmen around also followed Pet’s example. Amidst the scorching roars, more than two hundred beastmen quickly surrounded the Templar Knights. In no time, the twenty-odd pitiful Templar Knights were routed and fled in disarray, quickly devoured, leaving only fragments of armor and pools of minced flesh.
