Chapter 623: Zealous Battle Axe (1/2)

Not far in front of me, there was a group of skeletal warriors hissing. It was an uncomfortable sound that was distinctively shrilly. A layer of darkness covered my bloody pupils, their levels and stats revealed themselves to my Dark Pupils. They were Level 155 shadow-rank mobs, and their stats were average, meaning that they were unqualified to satisfy my needs. I was Level 143 already, so I needed to kill mobs that were at least 20 levels above me to earn a good amount of experience. I needed to find something else to grind.

For now, though. Summon Sky Obsidian Greedy Wolf!

”Roar roar!”

The little wolf appeared with a growl. When it saw the skeletal warriors, disdain overcame its expression for a moment. Clearly, even my pet was looking down on these low-level skeletons.

Moreover, this was just the perimeter of the Roland Empire. It would be best if I didn’t waste too much time here.

I checked my map for a bit before running forward. The Sky Obsidian Greedy Wolf and I escaped after breaking through the group, leaving behind a dozen or so skeletal remains in our wake.

The area after the walls was a wasteland. We had to walk very far before we finally saw a couple of buildings. It was a town that bordered a forest.

The Cyan Netherworld Sword looked dazzling in the night. The draconic soul coiling around its blade looked dignified and intimidating.

I met no resistance as I strode through the open entrance, but I quickly discovered that my destination was a deserted ruin. No matter how hard I looked, I couldn’t spot a single sign of life anywhere.

Well, except for the bit of light coming from a large building about a hundred meters away from me. As I drew near, I could see that it was this ghost town’s adventurer’s inn.

The iron door that was the entrance to the inn was rotten, rusted and crawling with vines and spider’s webs that clearly had been there for a very long time. In fact, the vines had entangled the handle completely. Heaven knows how long it had been since someone set foot in this place. What was strange though, was that I could hear the sounds of clinking cups and loud conversations coming from inside the building. The speakers all had raspy voices, for some reason.

I gave the iron door a hard push. A loud creak later, it collapsed to the ground with a loud boom!

Shock overcame me when I saw what was really inside the building. A group of rotten undead adventurers were sitting around a table and drinking merrily from their empty cups. Their armors were rusted, the leather on them was rotten, and the broadswords on the table were snapped in half.

”Jie jie…”

The beastman berserker shouted, ”Damn, an adventurer who dares to enter the little town of Maya? Let’s kill him and cook his heart for dinner, brothers! It’s been a long time since we all tasted blood, haven’t we? For the glory of the Roland Empire!”

Chuckling, I pulled out my own weapon and said, ”The Roland Empire fell a long time ago, you damned monsters. If you’re in such a hurry to die, I don’t mind sending you to Hell. You should have gone there a long time ago anyway!”

While saying this, I used Dark Pupils to check the adventurers’ stats. They were all ancient mobs with levels between 160 and 165, which made sense, since they had died at least tens of thousands of years ago. They weren’t bosses, so they were of no threat to me.

”Yayaya, kill him!”

The beastman berserker was the first enemy to charge at me. I immediately fired Burning Blade Slash into the group of adventurers and followed up with War Crush. An exhilarating sensation flooded my body as a chain of shocking damage numbers rose above their heads. Almost every hit dealt over 15k damage.

Clang!

At the same time, the beastman berserker’s axe landed on my shoulder and dealt 3786 damage. It hurt a little, but it was well within my ability to endure. The 10% lifesteal from Blood Rage alone was enough to keep me rejuvenated for this battle.

Swhoosh!

I penetrated his body with Universe Break, followed up with yet another Burning Blade Slash. A critical hit and a couple of swipes from the Sky Obsidian Greedy Wolf later, the unfortunate beastman berserker was almost dead. His eyes widened in shock as he shouted, ”Dammit, to think that I would die to a short-haired animal like this, dammiiiiiit…”

I cut off his head and ended his misery. Then, I used War Crush again and elicited painful screams from the dozen or so undead adventurers surrounding me. After chugging down a Rank 8 Saint Spirit Potion and recovering a big chunk of HP, I dove right back into the battle!

About 5 minutes later, all the undead adventurers were killed. Although the Level 165 ancient mobs dealt quite a lot of damage to me, I was able to keep myself afloat between 50% to 80% HP. Though I was aware my Defense wasn’t high enough to guarantee absolute safety. The fight could definitely get precarious if I allowed myself to be surrounded by them.

The mobs dropped 5 pieces of equipment in total. I picked them up and wasn’t disappointed by what I saw. Tsk tsk, the beastman berserker’s axe is not bad—