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Chapter 2 - Sick Of Losing

Wouldn't it be ideal if we each selected a weapon? "

A woman voiced her viewpoint.

The words and the leather armor that was hovering in front of them were all recalled by everyone.

They understood that this was not a simple thing.

They were, however, a step too late.

Awoo!

Grr! Grr!

{ Kill a hundred Red Wolves }

{ The one with the most kill will receive rewards }

{ Or persevere until only 10 people are left. }

{ The Red Wolves will return to their starting point once they have finished their meal }

Three-meter-tall wolves were cautiously approaching everyone while assessing their prey.

Red Wolves have the color red fur, canine, hairy, carnivorous creatures who frequently travel in packs. In the Red Forest, Red Wolves are often hostile and attack anybody who gets too close to them.

They have a vast range of social behaviors and inhabit every continent that is currently understood.

The Orcs have recently made friends with a few distinct dire wolf groups and Red Wolves are one of them, even though the majority of their species are hostile to anyone who intrudes on their areas.

The Orcs, who value endurance and sharp survival instincts, have taken a special liking to these smart and deadly creatures.

These wolves used their claws and canines to tear the flesh of any human being they caught.

It's started,

Ricky observed his surrounding for a bit.

"Rarr!

"

What the hell is that?" one of the clueless guys asked.

The fearless Red Wolves charged directly into the swarming people that gather in the middle and began attacking.

Only about five individuals were able to act quickly and seize a weapon.

"Argh..."

The first victim was a large, defenseless man who was standing at the front.

As soon as a Red Wolf used its jaw to bite his throat, he passed away.

Three Red Wolves then settled down and began feasting on the man's remains.

" H-help me!

"Please!

It was completely insane.

Hell had emerged.

One could argue that passing away here might even be a blessing.

Ricky calmly observes his surrounding.

In the world of Tir, they would suffer even more horrifying deaths.

If they couldn't handle situations like these then they won't be able to overcome what's ahead in the future.

He wouldn't be able to keep them with half-baked sympathy for very long.

It was better to avoid starting altogether if he wasn't going to look after them until the very end.

The Red Wolves can't perform two tasks at once,

so

They are not aware of their surroundings, especially if they are feeding.

A few people had to be sacrificed to destroy the pack of Red Wolves.

He went back in time, but he kept the experiences he had gathered over the previous 100 years.

Even though his body was different than before, he anticipated that he would rapidly get used to it.

" If these wolves return once they had their fill... I will not get any reward if that happened. "

Swish!

He swung his machete and severed the Red Wolve's head as it approached him.

Grr!

When they see their companion's death, would the Red Wolves become furious? Naturally yes.

But this time they did not, because every Red Wolves here are just gathered all together and they didn't come from the same pack.

Ricky knows this because he could not sense any unity and teamwork from the movement of the wolves.

Unexpectedly, a couple of wolves came rushing to feast on their slain comrade's flesh.

To satisfy their hunger, these monsters even resort to cannibalism.

It was because they were most ravenous at this precise moment.

Due to this, fighting the Red Wolves wasn't difficult.

It would have been challenging for him to accomplish it by himself, but he was surrounded by other humans.

He had to take them out one by one while the Red Wolves were focused on their meals.

Hey, look at that person killing the wolves! Lift your weapons and start fighting, everyone!

" T-The neck! Aim for the neck!"

Everyone was terrified.

Thankfully, it appeared that there was someone rational.

The guy began to lead the others after watching Ricky's behavior.

The five persons who had previously selected their weapons from the wall inspired others to do the same.

However, a few remained stationary.

As the voice stated, The Red Wolves will return to their starting if only 10 people remain.

"I-I'm not capable of doing it. I won't."

They were the ones who were too terrified to do anything.

But did they know that the Red Wolves will primarily attack them if they don't have a weapon?

"Would I have led a different life if given the chance?"

Ricky was always thinking that.

He created a new picture of himself, one in which he was not a killing machine.

a pipe dream that would never materialize.

But by some miracle, he was transported back in time and offered a decision.

"I won't be losing an important battle this time, at least."

"I'm sick of losing to others!"

Slash!

The machete had been covered in blood.