As the wave of black fur and red eyes started to rush out of the eight gates I had one thought in my mind.
FUKIN RATS!
This time I won't run away but start a massacre. After upgrading some of my systems and evolving my bloodline I can't even be compared to back than. Now I want some pay back.
I take a glance at my group, everyone had smiles on their faces. It almost seems like they are different people, they give off a familiar feeling. Like death, they give off the feeling that if anything got in their way it would instantly die. They drew their weapons and got into a circle.
The spiders were spread out some of the smaller ones were spreading webs non stop all over the ground. The bigger ones created a large circle around the webs, they seem to be making some sort of trap.
Meanwhile the ants actually started to charge towards the rats, the amazing thing is their formation stayed intact. The double layered square stayed in order as they started to march towards the rat hoard.
I crack my neck, loosen my shoulders, took a deep breath, and dived right into the thick of it. Laughing as I started to make my way through the rats leaving a bloody trail behind me as I crush their bodies with my feet or tear them apart with my hands. They can't even leave a scratch on my skin leaving me to not worry about defense and give my all to offense. I have to bring Frost and Victor sometime, this is just so much fun.
(Erik POV)
Standing in the middle of our group I take my time to watch the battle starting around me. I see Ruby really liked the digital books about Roman battle tactics, Camille also seems to be up to something. Wonder what she is planning to use that giant web area for, maybe to trap some of the weaker ones? Either way this battle well give me some more insights into their battle strength.
Oh, well Hunter seems to be enjoying himself. Ha ha ha, he looks like a kid on christmas morning. Well I guess that's a bit disturbing considering he's covered in gore. Wow, he really is just going through them bare handed and that defense kinda makes me want to start kicking him. I'll have to beat him for showing off, I mean teach him some new tricks, yes that will be my excuse. He he he.
Oh, the ants made contact. Yikes, it looks like the rats are running straight into a blender. One second rat is all like yay finally found food for my wife and kids, next second he is in eight different pieces yelling "Tell mi wife and dozen kids I love them". Almost feel for the little furry bastards, almost. I have to say that watching ants tear apart rats is a lot more entertaining than I thought it would be. I wonder if that's how the AI feel.
Oh, the rats are attacking the spiders, wow. The big ones are just throwing the rats into the web area and they can't move, meanwhile the little ones just keep adding more webs. The rats are struggling but more and more just keep piling up stuck together. Yikes, would not want to be in their shoes.
Well, I guess it's time to show them what we bring to the table.
"Ok, guys move out. Kill anything that has beady little red eyes and doesn't have eight legs."
In response a series of laughs rang out.
(Hunter POV)
Dammit, Erik and the others have started their killing sprees as well. I was just starting to enjoy myself. Wait why do I get the chills when Erik looks in my direction, must be my imagination, I hope. Anyways I got to speed this up or they will start to butt into my fun.
For the next ten minutes the rats experienced what is was like to take a trip to hell. Almost, ok we were kinda competing against each other and that caused the rats to die in groups. Not to even mention the ant grinder that ate rats and spat out bones, even Brandon with his hammer just demolished group after group with every swing. Finally once the ground had a small sea blood we killed the last rodent.
System notice
First wave of ten thousand type 1 rodents complete
Second wave of ten thousand type 2 rodents and one thousand type 1 ratmen commencing
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Fukin rats
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Second wave commence
The surrounding gates opened up again and another tide of black furry things poured out. This time they were about double the size of the last rats. Almost like comparing a chiwawa to a pitbull. Then behind the ugly little furry things were ratmen that looked like sickly children with tails and fur. They carried small blades and wore rags that covered most things.
I almost feel bad for them considering they just walked into a meat grinder and didn't even know it. I'm not even remotely tired yet so I dive right back into the fray. The others are of the same mind apparently because they also restart their killing sprees.
The sound of painful squeals and enrages squeaking ring out as the bloodshed continued. I just walked right through the wiggling rodents, even type 2s claws couldn't damage my skin and my nails shred their skin like paper. This is a great way to test out the limits to my new body, just working out can't really give me an accurate picture. Now that I can fight to fulfill all my desires I notice just how much my body has changed. Not even mentioning my skin and nails, even my reflexes and speed are on a whole nother level. My senses are clear and I'm able hear, see, even smell my way through this hoard of rats and know just what's happening around me. Laughing as I start to become a little drunk on this feeling I double my efforts at killing anything that tries to kill me.
I finally make it to the ratmen and smile. From their expressions I can tell I look no different than a demon, to be fair anyone covered in rat carnage won't look to friendly. Either way they try to come at me in groups from all sides. It just ended with me having to put in less effort to chase them down. I tear their limbs from their bodies, slice their stomachs open. Killing rats is fun but ratmen give me an even better reaction as they die slowly. Oh this doesn't get better than watching them cry out in pain.
Twenty minutes later the wave clear notification rang out. I look around and even I'm surprised at the scene. I guess I didn't notice when I was slaughtering them but the bodies of the dead have formed large piles everywhere.
Wave three of one thousand type 3 ratmen and five thousand type 3 rats about to commence
Stage cleaning active
Huh, the bodies disappear. Well it makes it easier to fight this way so I'm happy about it. That hike in difficulty kinda upsets me, how do you go from type 1 ratmen to type 3. Oh well, maybe they will put up a better struggle this time
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Wave three commence
The eight doors opened once more except the rat hoard didn't just pour out at us this time. Lines of rats the size of wolves come out with one being ridden by a burrly ratmen could be seen. Even the ratmen went from looking like sickly children to burrly short men, if they didn't have fur you could almost call them dwarfs. No wonder no one makes a profit from this thing, they hike up the difficulty so fast to strip us of our hard earned evo points right. Whatever, one comes I'll kill one, ten come I'll kill ten. I will enjoy it to.
Oh they are giving out a war cry, he heh he. I guess I rested long enough to start another massacre. Come my prettys come to daddy hunter, I swear these nails are just to hold you better.
HAHAHAHAHAH
(Erik POV)
The least he could do is not give off such a serial killer vibe and that laugh. The hell is he picturing in his head. Sigh, I really am going to have to beat some common sense into him when we get back. I'm trying to give a good impression on the two leaders but he looks like a crazy person. Oh, well at least the difficulty went up so I can stretch a bit more.
Enjoy your fun for now Hunter cause when we get back. Ha ha ha.
(Group POV)
Ugh so embarrassing, the both of them.