Chapter 91: The Chocobo Riders (1/2)

The leader of the mountain bandits, Beardy, looked at the two young boys swinging at his chocobo’s head with their long swords and gave a devious smile.

He could tell that these two brave little kids didn’t have any experience clashing with mounted troops.

When faced with a chocobo swarm, true veterans would always target the chocobo’s legs first, since most military used chocobos had protective gear on the chocobo’s head and chest, and it was hard to hit the bird’s neck as it was retracted in its thick feathered cut.

If you tried attacking a rampaging chocobo’s head, you would either get knocked flying from a chocobo headbutt, or get trampled to death by the stampede, there wasn’t a third option.

But then the impossible happened.

The young man’s long sword came down hard on the chocobo’s helmet, the sound of clashing metal rang out loudly, but it wasn’t the clear sound of the long sword shattering, it was deeper than that, like the thunking sound of a hammer beating down on heated iron.

With a single strike, the chocobo’s helmet was deeply dented, for a moment Beardy even thought that he had misjudged the boy’s weapon, could it have been a war hammer shaped to look like a long sword?

Beardy’s mount let out a blood-curdling screech, splatters of crimson red spewing forth from the chocobo’s eyes and beak.

The boy had stopped the chocobo’s charge with just one blow, it was almost defying the laws of physics!

Because of the combination of level difference + weak point attack + power charging, the chocobo’s was hit with massive damage and was instantly one-shotted. With the bird’s head as a pivot point, Beardy’s dead mount’s corpse did flips through the air and crashed hard into the snow-covered ground, sending up clouds of white and brown as he did and leaving a sizable dent into the frozen earth!

The chocobo’s rider was flung off from the momentum as well, face-planting into the ground. If it weren’t for the snow acting as a shock absorber, that fall could have cost him his neck.

Beardy hauled himself off the ground and looked in horror as the sword-wielding boy batted the chocobo’s corpse as if hitting a baseball, sending it flying in the direction of the rest of the stampede.

Although chocobo’s had immense running power, as a drawback, it was very difficult for large groups in the middle of a stampede to make coordinated movements to dodge incoming obstacles.

So the rest of the chocobo riders fell like bowling pins, one crashing onto another as the whole herd fell into chaos.

At the speeds that they were going, nevermind the riders, those chocobo’s were as good as useless, even if they managed to survive, their legs would certainly be no more good for running.

Some of the chocobo riders managed to dodge Beardy’s mount, avoiding the fate of their brethren, but they sacrificed a lot of speed in the process. Even a chocobo charging at full speed came to a screeching halt after a single attack from the kid, after losing their momentum they would be no match for the youngster’s attack, they would have to rely on their agility to avoid being instantly taken out.

This wouldn’t do…

Beardy was getting worried, using all of his strength to get out of the snow pile he had formed. The few lucky chocobo riders were being taken out by the boy one by one, an already weakened enemy like him was basically a sitting duck.

He had to do something.

A flash of determination crossed Beardy’s eyes. He knew that he couldn’t take on the warrior-god-like teen, he guessed that the kid was most likely one of the Blessed from some church, possessing supernatural abilities at such a young age.

His gaze fell onto the boy standing behind him.