Rusty Dragon

When the night came, there was a twittering sound in his ears, and the monster in the shadow began to move restlessly. Jason’s hungry stomach began to roar, and he couldn’t help swallowing saliva. Hunger is the best spur.

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The trigger was pulled, and as the firing sound rang out, the crossbow arrow shot straight out.


All the barrage stopped, and the 'audience' widened their eyes, staring at the screen.


Then, their already wide eyes widened even further.


The blood-soaked scene they'd imagined didn't happen.


The crossbow arrow had shot out, that was true.


The sharp crossbow arrow was lodged next to Jason's ear.


After a pause, the barrage on the screen went wild.


The 'audience', seeking tension and excitement, seemed like they hit their G-spot, starting to frenziedly call out.


But the 'Brutalizer' who shot the crossbow arrow was stunned.


A second ago, his face twisted with madness, now he was agape in astonishment.


The 'Brutalizer' thought this and subconsciously tried to load another arrow.


Chapter 13: Jason Joins the Low-Level Game with Forced Merriment