Chapter 520 - Aced! (1/2)

Flames were burning.

Soran saw the bunch of Dretch rushing over and ran without any hesitation.

Without strength, weapons, or equipment, he was just an ordinary person today. He would have some difficulties in dealing with one Dretch, let alone a large group of Dretches. For some reason, he couldn’t tell others. He now had a fairly clear understanding of the strength of the Dretch. With his current status, he couldn’t even take one hit of ‘Stinking Cloud.’

“Strength around 10!”

“Constitution around 10!”

“Dexterity seems a little higher, but it wouldn’t be higher than 14!….”

After running a few steps, Soran already made a general judgment of his own attributes. He was now only a little better than a normal person. As for running away from the village, Soran basically ruled it out directly. First, he was quite repelled by that idea. Second, it was already dark outside. When he saw the road in the village, he knew that this village was nowhere near a city.

With his attributes right now, a wild beast would be able to kill him easily.

Without his night vision ability, he could not see anything in the night!

“Weapon!”

“I need a weapon first!”

It was impossible to kill the Dretches with his bare fists; those sharp claws would cut his stomach open easily. He had experience fighting, but without a weapon, it was impossible to kill these Dretches. There was fire everywhere, and the fighting continued on the other side of the village, but the voices of resistance had weakened a lot. The area of the village was not small, probably hundreds of people lived here. Many houses were on fire, so Soran couldn’t rush in to look for weapons.

“There must be a blacksmith shop around!”

Soran quickly looked around and said, “With this kind of village, they must have a blacksmith to make their tools!”

He moved quickly.

After only about 100 meters of running, Soran already felt tired; however, he had found a blacksmith shop.

Indeed!

There was a blacksmith shop in this village.

Soran quickly went into the shop, but he was shocked!

Cooking knives, sickles, hoes.

There were no long swords or curved swords. The sharpest weapon Soran could find was a cooking knife!

The most abundant tool in the blacksmith’s shop were sickles, and then a newly assembled hoe. Even the hammer for making smithing couldn’t be found. It seemed that Soran might have had too high of an expectation. A truly good blacksmith probably wouldn’t be in a village like this; the blacksmith here probably only needed to forge these simple tools.

Soran couldn’t care this much!

He picked up the cooking knife and rushed toward the Dretches.

No more running.

His Constitution was no better than demons, so running more would only be detrimental to him.

“Tang!”

The cooking knife came in contact with the claw of Dretch, and Soran became shocked; the knife he held had a dent.

“Damn!”

“Shash.”

A gush of blood came out.

Even with a cooking knife, Soran was still able to slash open the Dretch in front of him. If not for the weapon, even with his current strength, he still could end these Dretch in seconds.

“Whooo!”

The blood attracted the other Dretches, and they all crowded on Soran.

“Damn it!”

Soran suddenly opened his eyes, and an invisible wave came out. He stomped his foot gently, and the ground within 20 meters around him was completely cracked; some stone pillars even fell. With his gentle Stomp, Soran even destroyed the array under his feet.

Tower spirit 13 frowned and said, “Challenge failed!”