Chapter 401: Level 1 Player (1/2)

In the exact moment that Rangka offered his faith to the God of Games, he felt that the world within his eyes changed.

First, something indescribable appeared to be added into the depths of his very soul—after all, a ‘System’ was immensely difficult to comprehend for the natives of a fantasy world. As such, after Xi Wei’s silly believers adapted to it, they would instruct the juniors by word or example, allowing later Players to use the System smoothly.

Then, Rankga could saw a lot more things than before, including the name of his opponent and HP bars.

HP bars notwithstanding, the former was much more obvious. Even a monkey would get the idea after fiddling around with it for a while, let alone a nonhuman whose intelligence was more or less the same as a human’s.

Still, after gaining that ability to see names, Rangka suddenly realized that it was not just Sutan the Ryhorn and his mount Grootslang shadowing him. To the rear, there were many more ‘Ryhorn Soldiers’ attempting to use the waist-height grass as cover, discreetly surrounding Rangka even as Sutan drew his attention.

Once the encirclement was complete, Sutan would probably quickly steer Grootslang away to pursue Laybit and the princess of the Curly-Horns, leaving the other Ryhorns to deal with Rangka.

Rangka therefore broke out in cold sweat.

The reason he had confidence in buying time was because his martial sorcery was special even though it was not especially powerful. As long as he had enough strength, he would have been able to run circles around his opponent, denying them a quick victory even if he could not beat them.

That, however, was limited to a one-on-one confrontation. It was another matter entirely if he was surrounded by a group of Ryhorns.

If he had not realized at the last possible moment and offered his faith to the God of Games and be acknowledged as a believer, he would have died senselessly and for nothing, since his intent to buy time at first failed as well.

That being said, things were still dire right now.

For one, he was definitely not a match for Sutan (for some reason, the champion of the Ryhorns had a ‘level 39, elite template’ next to his name) or his mount, Grootslang (level 36, elite template), let alone the other Ryhorns trying to surround him.

Just as Rangka was left hesitating, weird text suddenly appeared before him—though clearly illiterate (in human language), he somehow understood its meaning.

[Side Quest: Traitors Must Die]

[Though the Ryhorns are one of the stronger nonhuman tribes, not only did they not aid the oppressed of their kind in their moment of need, they sided with Swordtail Grayclaw instead, raising their blades against former allies. It is a betrayal against all nonhumans! Such a tribe that would insolently surrender for their own interest would ultimately lead all tribes to the abyss of decay!]

[Quest objectives: Slay as many Ryhorn soldiers as you can before you die or escape]

[Completion reward: 100X EXP for targets killed, each kill is rewarded with a blue-elite item ranging from level 1 to 15 at random (limited to Ryhorn sets)]

[Note: It is only by paying a bloody price that traitors would repent!]

While he had no idea why those words appeared, Rangka was more or less one of the more knowledgeable Long-Ears and quickly got a hunch—

‘Could this be the oracles human religions often mention? Wonderful, I think I’m slowly understanding everything!’