'Warmongers are actually an excellent choice to possess. If I could get their horrendous stealth skill. That would be a good boost to my combat abilities. And their passive skill makes them natural assassins.
"Guy, be careful. I think we're about to arrive at the River of Death. For now, don't worry about the Warmongers. They won't attack." Dylan said.
Kenjaku raised an eyebrow. "How are you so sure?"
Kevin also nodded. "Are you certain? Just one slip and we're done for... Also, damn, it seems you know this place at the back of your hand! No doubt, you're a passionate explorer at heart."
"Do you think I'll make such a rookie mistake? Dylan smiled. Then he looked around for a little and opened his mouth again to say. "Those motherfuckers won't really attack us any time soon... You know why?"
"The language, Dylan." The corner of Kevin's mouth. "Still, can I ask why?"
"Hehe... Because those freaks only like to perform sneak attacks. Ambush while you're preoccupied with another battle with a different monster. Wait for an opening when you're severely weakened and so on."
"Son of a bitch." Hank swallowed. On the other hand, Orochi's frown deepened.
"..."
Kenjaku was speechless. "They're that despicable?"
...
On foot, the group climbed. Dylan felt alive; it was a real but more dangerous hiking experience than those hikes combined that he did in his past life.
The climb wasn't smooth sailing. They had to avoid various obstacles along the way. The terrain changes every hundred meters. For instance, they're now on slippery surfaces. They had to keep balance in mind or risk slipping away and rolling backward.
"We're here."
Dylan heave a sigh of relief. Even though he's now level 30. At the level of superhuman, he still felt his shoulder ache and calves ache a little due to the continuous exertion. After all, they were walking at an incline angle, which was more strenuous than flat ground, and the air density in the atmosphere kept getting thinner.
This combination of factors at play would have already made even an experienced hiker forced to take a rest every few minutes.
In the community of Magic Art Online, level 30 players are titled "Small Success of Awakened Realm". For the reason that at this level. Their attributes had long surpassed the peak of humans. For reference, the peak of humans are Batman, Daredevil, etc... Once a player or an NPC reaches level 30. They had broken their limit, came out of the cocoon like a butterfly, and reached a significant milestone as a lifeform.
The next milestone was level. Also titled "Overlord," followed by level 100 "Saint."
There are a lot of Superhumans and a few Overlords in the Grand Zhao Kingdom. As for the Saints? They're the backbones of every kingdom, noble family, or territory. They could only be counted on one hand. Actually, in this world, to become a noble, the family must have one Saint behind them. Without one, they would lose to nobles with Saints in their ranks. A noble family without at least one Saint couldn't be acknowledged by others and aren't considered as true nobles.
These show just how high of a status a level 100 creature has. It doesn't matter if you're human, a monster, or even an evil entity. Power comes on top in this game world. Those who had the bigger fist were the ones who had the highest say!
In front of the group. A strange river with black water that spans 5 kilometers appeared. Dylan couldn't understand how a river could exist on a mountain but he knew that this world doesn't conform to logic. It was a game world where everything was computerized and solely worked as data. Law of Physics? To a certain extent, it follows the Law of Physics, but not entirely. Just the existence of mana was enough to make this impossible, possible.
"So, what should we expect from this river? Because as it looks, we need to cross this shit to go to the other side."
"Fortunately, the distance we needed to cross was still within our capabilities."
"How about it? Should we build a boat or something? Do you guys even know how to build a boat?"
Kenjaku, Kevin, and Hank offered their thoughts. On the other hand, Orochi levitated forward. Suspended above the air, Orochi moved aside with precision as a piranha suddenly jumped towards him, only to miss a few centimeters and fall to the water again.
The piranhas were as big as a tree with an ink-like body, yellow, fiery eyes, and a spiky set of teeth.
"A level 18 piranha that hasn't evolved yet." Then, bubbles appeared one after another on the surface of the river. Just like that, multiple piranhas that could be considered gigantic for their kind ruthlessly shot out toward Orochi.
"What kind of monsters are these!?" Hank's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but take a sharp, deep breath at the scalp-numbing scene. "Those piranhas, I'm afraid that they can only be found in this place. Those sharp teeth are enough to riddle a bronze armor with holes."
"They're not a problem for us. It's just their size and numbers that make a headache." Hank brandished his axe, ready to help their leader.
Kenjaku smiled. "Interesting. Things are going in an unexpected direction. Still, don't let your guard down. Those warmongers might jump at us at any time."
Hank and Kevin, who were feeling confident just now, felt as if they were poured a basin of cold water. They realized that true danger doesn't lie in the Piranhas! But at the Warmonger in the dark, hidden in the shadow that was ready to pounce on them once they forget about their existence.
Orochi didn't want to waste time. He didn't even glance at the Piranhas. With the use of short-distance teleportation skills, he covered distance. They repeated this three more times before he reached the other side.
This was more cost-effective to him than hurling balls of nothingness to kill the seemingly endless piranhas.
"Your captain is too self-centered. He didn't even have the intention to help us? Are you guys willing to die together with that kind of person? I can't understand your logic." Dylan chuckled sarcastically.