“So?” Jace asked, extending his hand with a sly smile. “What do you say? Do we have ourselves a deal?”
Daisuke remained silent.
Bendova, however, let out a snicker. “I’d say his answer is as clear as day, wouldn’t you agree?”
Jace seethed, his face flushing with anger. “Don’t be a fool! Given the circumstances, what other choice do you think you have? Step forward and accept my offer!”
Daisuke held his ground.
Several members of the crowd couldn’t help but stifle their laughter at Daisuke’s brazen dismissal of the man, and the captain’s face flushed with rage. The humiliation of being so openly disregarded in front of so many witnesses was enough to shatter his composure completely. Fueled by his wounded pride, he cast aside his mission, driven solely now by the desperate need to restore his tarnished honor.
[ChillDude88: This Haxks guy isn’t exactly the sharpest tool in the shed, huh? No matter how many flashy skills he’s got, there’s no way he can take on that many players at once.
LootQueen: Especially in that pathetic gear.
Player1: He’s totally screwed. That guy’s just lost it.
NoobHunter: Maybe he wasn’t all that special after all.
GamerNerd101: May the non-existent gods take pity on his soul.]
“You imbecile! You think you can just brush me off like that?” Jace barked, his voice dripping with contempt. “You may have bested a few Field Bosses, but don’t forget who you’re dealing with. I’m not just some low-level scrub; I’m the fifth captain of the Dragonsbane Guild, goddammit!”
[SlayerX: Oh snap! Bro’s completely lost his shit! He’s even declared his guild without thinking.]
The fuming captain paused, his gaze piercing as he surveyed the crowd, gauging their reactions, daring another soul to laugh. Sensing their hesitation, he turned back to Daisuke, his grin morphing into a sneer. “You’ve embarrassed me in front of all these people. That won’t stand. I’ll make you regret turning down my offer.”
With a snap of his fingers, the mercenaries immediately surged forward like a dark cloud, their weapons drawn, eyes gleaming with the thrill of the impending fight. Daisuke felt the weight of their collective malice pressing down on him, but he remained unfazed, a dark aura swirling around him as he slowly lifted his gaze.
FLASH!
The Eye of Verity, charged with the Intimidate skill, sent a bitter chill rippling across the battlefield. It was enough to make the onlookers instinctively take a step back in fear, but the mercenaries faltered for but a microsecond.
But that brief moment of hesitation was enough to seal their fates. Daisuke swept past them like an eerie whisper—a graceful dance of precision and death unraveling as his daggers took flight. In moments, the mercenaries crumpled to the ground, heads separated from their bodies before they could even react.
A stunned silence hung heavy in the air as everyone grappled with the scene before them. As blood rained down upon those who still drew breath, Daisuke turned the weight of his golden gaze upon two others. His body shifted ominously as he squared his shoulders, his daggers stained crimson.
“M-Monster!” Bendova shrieked, spinning around and fleeing like a self-aware pig about to be slaughtered. “What are you all waiting for?” he barked at his guildmates who stood frozen in terror. “Attack him!”
The first to answer the call was the guild’s Vice-Guildmaster.
[Name: Lolicon_Master
Species: Human
Level: 72 | EXP: 16,937/810,000 (2.09%)
Class: Tank
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Affiliation: Men of Culture Guild
Title: Perseverance
HP: 9437/9437 | MP: 1032/1032
Strength: 267 (+6) | Stamina: 223 (+4) | Agility: 86 (+4) | Intelligence: 144
Stat Points: 0]
“DIE, YOU BASTARD!” the man roared, eyes blazing with a frantic mix of terror and fury, his face slick with cold sweat.
Before the tank could even raise his sword, a searing pain erupted all over his body, and his world flipped. His vision twisted, flipping upside down just in time to glimpse the horrified faces of the crowd staring back at him in shock and fear.
[Gummy_Bear: Jesus Christ! How many hits did he land just now? I could barely keep up!
OGPanda: His attacks are weak, so he’s stacking them with insane speed!]
THUD.
Lolicon_Master’s lifeless body fell to the ground. It was only in those final moments that he became painfully aware of his fate, the cold finality of his decapitation settling in before he, too, was consumed by the familiar column of light that had consumed the mercenaries.
Daisuke’s eyes found their next target, and the man snarled fiercely, as if trying to subdue his own fear.
[Name: FrostbiteNinja
Species: Human
Level: 82 | EXP: 173,867/1,050,625 (16.55%)
Class: Ninja
Affiliation: Dragonsbane Guild
Title: Quicksilver
HP: 6200/6200 | MP: 1820/1820
Strength: 205 (+18) | Stamina: 82 (+28) | Agility: 410 (+22) | Intelligence: 121 (+9) | Dexterity: 2 (+20)
Stat Points: 0]
“Fool. You think I’ll go down as easily as those pathetic mercenaries?” Jace scoffed, his confidence overflowing as he relied on his superior armor, weapons, and level. “You’re fast, I’ll give you that, but I see you; I’ve been able to follow your every move all this—”
Before the man could finish his bold claim, Daisuke activated both his Dash and Shadow Veil skill, completely vanishing from sight and sound.
[Name: Haxks
Species: Human
Level: 43 | EXP: 49,779/288,906 (17.24%)
Class: Dual Blader
Affiliation: Adventurers’ Guild | Merchants’ Guild
Title: Lone Wolf, Pathfinder, Unwavering Spirit, Congenial Denizen, Master of Divine Beast, Devoted Hunter, The Liberator of Races, Master of Djinn, One-Hit Kill
HP: 8754/8754 | MP: 755/765
Strength: 50 (+22) | Stamina: 50 (+22) | Agility: 471 (+90) | Intelligence: 40 (+10) | Dexterity: 0 (+75) | Composure: 0 | Indomitable: 0 | Perception: 0 | Stealth: 0
Stat Points: 0]
Jace’s jaw slackened in stunned disbelief. Flustered and wide-eyed, he scanned his surroundings frantically, his heart thundering in his chest, breaths ragged and uneven. Paranoia surged through him, clouding his thoughts as he unsheathed twin short swords with shaky hands, his every sense straining to pinpoint his invisible foe.
Suddenly, a presence. Before his eyes could even register the blur that materialized low to the ground, his instincts took over. With a wild, desperate swing, he brought his swords crashing downward, putting every ounce of strength into the strike.
But it was too late. The blur was just that—a blur. The dual blades gleamed as they mirrored Daisuke’s form overhead, his body twisting mid-air with deadly grace, his daggers arching downward like a guillotine. In a flash, both of the captain’s hands were severed, the once-gripped swords clattering uselessly to the ground.
“AHHHHHRGH!”
All traces of scorn drained from Jace’s voice, replaced by agony and terror. Even as his body collapsed to the ground, ensnared by golden chains and wracked with the effects of Burn and Bleed debuffs, his gaze remained fixed on Daisuke, eyes wide with a twisted mixture of defiance and dread. The last flicker of his bravado played across his features like a dying spark as his killer slowly bent down to retrieve the dual blades beside his cold, decapitated hands.
“Idiot!” he laughed mockingly, a warped grin spreading across his face as blood splattered from the stumps of his arms. “Even noobs know that weapons are bound to their owners. Unless you kill me and they drop automatically, there’s no way—”
The man’s words faltered and died in his throat as Daisuke swiftly equipped the swords and lunged at the fleeing leader of the Men of Culture guild like a dark plague.
DING!
[You do not currently meet the conditions required to wield the «Frost Drake’s Twin Fangs». Consequently, the weapon’s Attack Power and Magical Attack Power will decrease by 50%, and only a fraction of the option effects can be utilized.]
[Frost Drake’s Twin Fangs +4] ײ
[Rank: Epic
Type: Short Sword
Melee Attack Power: 767~865 » 384~433 | Magical Attack Power: 1299~1492 » 650~746 | Durability: 97/101 | Attack Speed: +8%
Forged from the serrated fangs of a Frost Drake, this short sword gleams with an icy aura that chills the air around it. When wielded with its twin, the fangs unleash an even deadlier force, greatly increasing the wielder’s chance to freeze enemies.
▪︎ Agility +7
▪︎ Increases Attack Power based on 4.2% of the wielder’s Agility
▪︎ Chance of triggering «Frostbite» Status +15%
▪︎ Wielding both fangs increases the chance of inflicting «Frostbite» by 10%, and dealing Critical Damage to the enemy increases it by 20%
Conditions of Use: Lvl 80+ | Strength 185+ | Stamina 78+]
[GamerNerd101: Is it just me, or did Haxks just pick up another player’s weapon like it was nothing? 🤯😵💫
SnarkyNoob: Tha’ heck? Is that another one of his secret skills?
ThunderKat: I highly doubt it. Don’t think that’s a thing, period.
PixelBandit: This may be a stupid question, but is Haxks really a player? What if he’s actually an NPC?
ByteMage: Now that you mention it…
LootGoblin: Yeah, but he did pull those daggers out of thin air earlier… 🧐
BringYuhPums: Sure, but dat’s possible wid a magic bag as well.
GlitchGuru: Damn, the more we learn, the more confused we get. Who the hell is this guy?]
Death.
Bendova’s face drained of color as what appeared to be the grim reaper bore down on him, golden eyes gleaming from the depths of its hood, promising nothing but oblivion.