*GHRAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW*
[Your opponent has used the skill [Undead’s Cry].]
As soon as Anon heard this sound, he remembered the feeling he had back in the human kingdom while fighting the mutated zombies.
“It’s going to be one exchange… either she dies or I die. I have to prepare myself with the best reinforcements,” Anon thought.
Anon immediately summoned the dark crown and activated all of his defensive spells.
[Wind Armor]
[Mana Domain]
[Hunter’s Domain]
[Death’s Domain]
[ShadowSoar Strengthening]
[Master?]
“Use it,” Anon commanded.
[Yes, Sir.] 𝚍ｎ𝚘ｖ𝚕．𝚘𝚛𝚐
[Your Pet Link has used the skill [Quantum Reflection]]
Anon’s body started giving off a feeling of suffocation to those standing near him.
“What the heck is wrong with him? Is he some kind of monster too?” Julia wondered.
“Mr. Jule is really that strong? I always thought he was just joking about it,” Faith thought as she used her best abilities to hold her ground.
“Come at me with everything, baby,” Anon shouted as he leaped towards the Zombie.
GHRAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW
The zombie also came at Anon with an incredible speed, and they both made contact for just 0.0056 seconds.
Both of them exchanged only a single blow and switched places during that attack.
Anon landed on the darker side of the hall, while the zombie ended up behind Faith and Julia.
Crack
Suddenly, a cracking sound came from Anon’s sickles.
Craaaaa
Both of the sickles broke into dust, and a serious wound appeared on Anon’s abdomen from which blood flowed out like crazy, but thanks to the troll locket, it healed almost immediately.
Cough-Cough-Cough
Blood splattered from Anon’s lips for a fleeting moment, but he swiftly regained his composure.
[Warning: 10% Mana Remaining]
[Your weapon, [Sickles Of Death], shattered… Skill [Death’s Domain] deactivated.]
“These blades weren’t meant for this,” Anon murmured, his gaze fixed on the remnants of his sickles.
Meanwhile, the Zombie of the elf girl remained frozen behind Julia and Faith, her stance unwavering.
Chk
Chk
Chk
Suddenly, the air was filled with the gruesome sound of rending flesh and snapping bones. In an instant, the Zombie was dismembered, her limbs and head dropping to the cold floor.
When Anon and the Zombie clashed, he had aimed for her neck with his sickles, but she fiercely defended it with her sharp nails, targeting his abdomen simultaneously.
Anon willingly exposed his abdomen, a calculated gamble, knowing the troll locket would mend it. As the Zombie seized the chance, burying her nails into his flesh, Anon’s swift retaliation severed her limbs and head, all in one fell swoop.
“Mr. Jule, we need… help,” Faith shouted.
Anon immediately turned around and found out that all of them were still fighting the zombies, and they were having a very hard time.
3 out of 13 soldiers were gravely injured, and not even one zombie was injured; they were merely fighting them off.
“Link… I need mana,” Anon commanded as he started moving towards Faith.
[Yes, Master…]
[Your pet Link has regenerated your mana back to 100%]
“You fucking pieces of shit…” Anon shouted as he picked up a mithril sword from the ground and rotated it on his fingertips like a professional sword master.
“Get back,” Faith shouted as soon as she saw Anon coming from behind.
Everyone stopped fighting and ran towards the back immediately, seeking protection from Anon.
Chk
Chk
Chk
The other three zombies were like a piece of cake for Anon; he cut down their heads without even using any skills.
Thud
Their bodies fell to the ground all at once.
‘This is absurd… How can Elf zombies be stronger than human zombies? Elves don’t even have that much physical strength in them,’ Anon wondered as he looked at the dead bodies of the zombies.
“Mr. Jule, are you alright?” Faith asked, tapping Anon’s right shoulder.
“Hmm…? I am alright, luv,” Anon answered as he looked at Faith.
“Here, drink this…” Julia was giving out healing potions to the injured soldiers as she wondered about Anon’s powers.
‘He killed them as if killing flies, and I didn’t even notice when he killed that female zombie. He is one terrifying being to fight against. I better inform the chief about him,’ Julia thought as she looked at Anon from a distance.
“Hey, what’s happening with you?” Ella spoke from the other direction.
Everyone looked at her and noticed that the soldier she was feeding the healing potion to wasn’t healing. Instead, the wound on his hand was continuously spreading and turning his skin bluish-purple.
“Get aside from him… he is infected,” Anon warned as he immediately walked over to the soldier.
Anon immediately tore his shirt and observed that the virus had already spread up to his elbow.
“Get back,” Anon ordered as he placed the sword right above the soldier’s bicep.
“N-N-No… Please N-Noo… I beg you, please,” the soldier immediately started begging Anon not to do it.
“Do you want to turn into a zombie?” Anon asked with a serious expression.
“N-Noo,” the soldier answered.
“Good,” Anon spoke as he cut the soldier’s hand with the mithril sword.
Chk
“Ahhhhhhhh…” The soldier immediately shouted in pain, but the virus stopped spreading.
[Fireball]
Anon used fire to stop the bleeding on his bicep.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh….” He shouted even louder this time.
The other soldiers who looked at this process got terrified immediately.
“What are you getting scared for? This is what you have to do with yourselves when a zombie bites you. Just cut off the part from your body. That will be the only way to save yourself from turning into a zombie,” Anon spoke.
“Umm… Mr. Jule, What if the zombie bites on the neck?” A soldier asked in a scared tone.
“Pray that never happens because you have to cut it as well or someone else will,” Anon answered as he stood up.
“We should leave now,” Faith spoke.
“Madam Faith, please stay the night at my mansion… I insist,” Julia asked with a very sincere tone.
Faith looked at Anon.
“What? I don’t have a problem,” Anon spoke.
“Okay, we will stay,” Faith spoke.
“Can we get the same room?” Anon asked as he looked at Julia and pointed towards Faith.
“Huh…?”