Chapter 6 Confronting The Tyrant (1/2)

Chapter 6 Confronting The Tyrant

Sunny was off to face against a Nightmare Creature And not any creature, at that, but one of the fifth category — a dreaded, fearsome tyrant The odds of survival were so low that anyone would have laughed in his face if he were to ever suggest atteht it If they weren't an Awakened two or three ranks above the creature, of course

Which Sunny certainly wasn't

And yet, he had to deal with this Mountain King somehow to avoid an even ree to which the odds were stacked against hiotten old a long tiy to think about it What was there to fear, after all? He was already as good as dead It's not like he could get any deader

So orry?

On the other side of the bonfire, things were turning from bad to worse Most of the slaves were already dead A few soldiers were still desperately trying to fight theRight in front of Sunny's eyes, the tyrant picked up a dead slave, dragging the chain up with hi bite, the slave's body was torn in half, leaving only bloodied stu's five indifferent, milky eyes stared into the distance as he chewed, strea that the creature's upper ared forward, brandishi+ng his long spear Without turning its head, the tyrant extended one of its shorter lower arrip and squeezed, crushi+ng the poor man's skull like a soap bubble A moment later, the headless body was tossed over the cliff and disappeared into the abyss below

shi+fty doubled over, puking his guts out Then he shakily rose to his feet and glared at Sunny

"Well? We've taken a look, nohat?"

ReadNovelFull the tyrant with his head slightly tilted to one side shi+fty stared at hi you, old man, the boy is sick in the head How the hell can he be so calm?!"

"Shhhh! Lower your voice, fool!"

Blood drained fro his mouth with both hands Then he cast a fearful look in the direction of the tyrant

Luckily, the abo on the slaves — lucky ones ere already dead and unlucky ones ere still alive — to pay them any attention shi+fty slowly exhaled

Sunny was preoccupied with thinking, et rid of that thing?'

He didn't have any special powers, nor did he have an army ready to bury the tyrant under a mountain of bodies He didn't even have a weapon to at least scratch the daaze and looked past the creature, into the endless darkness of the ht flash streaked in the air and collided with one of the tyrant's ar soldier — Sunny's heroic liberator — had just tossed a burning piece of wood at thehis sword

"Face me, devil!"

'A distraction! Just what I needed!'

Because there was no way for Sunny to kill the Mountain King with his oo hands, he had decided to enlist some help A hu to use a force of nature

'Since I can't do the bastard in ravity do it forover the details of the plan when the young hero's foolish bravado presented an opportunity Now everything depended on how long the poe to stay alive

"Co toward the far end of the stone platforerously close to the edge of the cliff

shi+fty and Scholar shared a dubious look, but then followed, perhaps confusing his calmness with confidence, or maybe divine inspiration After all, it was a widely known fact that crazy people were often favored by the Gods

Behind the it with the sword The sharp edge slid ineffectively across the dirty fur, not living even a scratch on the creature's flash In the next second, the tyrantall four of his hands in the direction of its new, irritating foe

But Sunny had no way of knowing He was running with all his speed, getting closer and closer to the wagon Once there, he hurriedly looked around, checking if there were any larvae close by, and on was left at the upper end of the stone platform, where it narrowed and turned back into the road It was turned sideways to block the wind, with its front facing thethe cliff There were two large wooden wedges placed under the rear wheels to prevent the wagon fro backward Sunny turned to his coes

"When I tell you, remove both of them Then push Understand?"

"What? Why?"

shi+fty stared at him with a dumbfounded expression on his face Scholar just looked at the wedges, and then at the tyrant

Hero,between the creature's li completely eviscerated From time to time, his sword flashed in the air, but to no avail: Mountain King's fur was too thick, and his skin too tough to be harmed bywarrior's face

All the other soldiers, as far as Sunny could see, were already dead So he really needed that one to live a little bit longer