The Mark of the Evil God

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"A Monster! This guy is a monster!"

 

"A Demon! A demon of the battlefield!"

 

The soldiers started to panic as Uno ran rampant on the battlefield. He was like a meatgrinder that was shredding everyone who tried to get near him.

 

It was just a little over an hour since the battle had started yet the number of the army had already cut down by a quarter.

 

Killing a little over two thousand people in the span of half an hour sounded crazy, but Uno had done it regardless.

 

What was even crazier was he was starting to pick up the pace as he got more familiar with the virtual avatar that he had. The moment when he was able to adjust himself to it, his real abilities started to show one after another.

 

"Tsk! These weaklings are not even worth as an appetizer," mumbled Uno after slaughtering another quarter of the army in just fifteen minutes.