End of Bandit Life

Arok was kept killing the soldier. He kept killing them until he forgot how many times he had killed. His breathing was hard but he still could move.

"You need to rest," Chris came to him.

"Don't worry, I'm fine," Arok forced himself. He knew he was very tired but he needed to get used to this kind of thing as soon as possible.

"Well, if you're tired just stop," Chris said and left him.

Arok was hiding behind the tree and tried to take a break. His mind was exhausted. He kept telling himself it was fine to kill the enemies but he still could feel the warmth of those blood. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself.

Arok was tired but he was excited since he had proven himself could live in this dangerous world. He looked at his brothers who was killing the soldiers. He felt relief since he had a strong ally by his side.

Arok needed to recuperate himself as soon as possible. He closed his eyes but he heard his brothers scream.

"ARGHH!!"

"GANKO!! YOU BASTARD!!" But he was stabbed by a sword.

Arok was startled and looked who was his enemies this time. He saw a sword suddenly appeared out of nowhere and stabbed his brothers. He felt angry but he needed to calm himself. He couldn't die pointlessly.

Arok saw a young man with very expensive looking armor. He saw him moving his hands and made a sword suddenly appeared from the earth and killed everyone.

Arok clenched his throwing knives and decided to end this carnage.

---

Lancelot wasn't happy. He saw a lot of his soldiers was being killed by this bandit group. It was his mistake to underestimate this group of a bandit.

"Thomas, tell everyone to retreat, I'll be the one who kills them," Lancelot ordered the older man.

"Yes, sir!" The man named Thomas bowed his head and hurriedly told everyone to retreat.

Lancelot was looking at the group of a bandit who was trying to attack him. He snorted and waved his left hand. A sword appeared out of nowhere and killed them instantly.

Lancelot is one of the most powerful 'Mightiest' in the Petrov Kingdom. His ability is to create numerous sword. He can make any kind of sword according to his will. He can create those swords with different attributes but he didn't need it.

Lancelot could kill them easily with this normal sword. He kept waving his hands and with every of his movement. He killed them instantly.

SWISH

SWISH

His attack was too fast for the bandit to dodge it.

Lancelot moved his hands widely but suddenly he was surprised to see someone could block his attack.

CRASH

"FUCK, IF YOU WANT TO KILL THIS DADDY, YOU NEED MORE SWORD!!" Gavin shouted loudly. He moved his ax widely. He kept destroying those swords. His strength was his power. He believed he could kill the person in front of him.

"HAHAHA, LET'S HELP THE BOSS!!" Everyone was excited when they saw their boss could destroy those swords which kept collecting the life of their brothers.

They used every weapon on the battlefield. They also copied Gavin and destroyed those swords. They kept moving forward even thought those swords kept stabbing their bodies. They needed to kill this man as soon as possible.

Lancelot snorted and kept waving his hands. He believed it was only time he would kill all of them.

Gavin and everyone didn't give up and kept destroying those swords. They kept getting closer to him. They were very high and ignored any wounds in their bodies.

They needed to move as soon as possible or else it would be them who was dying.

CRASH

SWISH

Their bodies were covered in wounds but they only needed a few more meters to kill him.

Lancelot didn't give them a chance but suddenly he heard a sharp sound coming from his side. He was too late and that knife slashed one of his eyes.

"ARGG!!!" Lancelot was covering one of his eyes with his hand. He kept screaming in pain.

"THIS IS A CHANCE!!! ATTACK!!!"

Gavin led everyone.

---

Arok sighed in relief when he saw his throwing knives could distract Lancelot. He knew it was their chance to do the counter-attack.

Arok clenched his hand until he saw Lancelot's looked at him with an angry expression.

"DIE!!!!" Lancelot waved his hand

Arok couldn't evade this attack. It was very fast and he knew he would die.

'FUCK!' But suddenly, Chris appeared in front of him and received the sword attack. That sword stabbed his heart and killed him instantly.

"CHRIS!!!" Arok was angry but that sword wasn't stopping and also stabbed him.

That sword was intended to stab his heart but the trajectory was changed since Chris blocked that attack.

That attack didn't hit his vital but Arok couldn't do anything. He would never forget the scene in front of him where he saw every last of his brothers being killed by that man.

"DIE!!!"

Countless sword slaughtered everyone mercilessly.

"ARG!!"

"ARGG!!"

Arok let out his tears. He had never felt this powerless. He wanted to stand up and helped them but he knew he would die pointlessly. He didn't move and he pretended to die with Chris's body on the top of his body. He couldn't stop his tears. He really wanted to kill that man.

'I'LL KILL YOU!!'

'I'LL TAKE YOUR EVERYTHING!!'

'FUCK!!!!'

Something started to change within his body and made him fainted.

---

The next morning, Steven had been ordered by his superior to check the aftermath of the yesterday battle. He was very scared since it was his first time to enter the battlefield. He wanted to puke when he saw a lot of dead bodies.

"Ugh, I want to go home," Steven said while looking around. He heard about this bandit group. He also heard this group could also make the invincible Sir Lancelot wounded. He looked many baldies died on the ground.

"Well, I've done my job," Steven only needed to look and after that, he could go back. He walked around the dead bodies but suddenly his body felt cold.

"Hmm? Why my hand is red?" Steven looked that his hand was red. He wanted to turn his head but he was being greeted by a machete that slashed his neck. He was killed instantly without saying anything.

The man squatted down and touched both body and Steven's head. The man slowly morphed into Steven and stood up. He moved his body and didn't feel any discomfort. He walked toward the camp.

"Shall we?"