Event Pt.III

It is time for the second part of the event. The people who made it gathered again. They waited for the announcer.

„Welcome! Welcome!", the announcer made his way up to the platform,

„Today, in five minutes will 200 people here become new adventurers! This time, the Event will end after an hour. If the people left then are over 200 then that's how it is, but if there are 200 people left, and the hour isn't over yet, the event will end.

Good luck, and don't die!".

With that, Tristan found himself in the forest, once again. He planned on hunting the people down again, since his level may not go up, but his other stats do. He also levelled up his [Shapeshifting] to level 3, so he didn't have to worry about it that much.

Tristan started walking through the forest. He still had his scythe, wich he was swinging around aimlessly. There were only about 260 people left, the other 40 quit before it started.

Shortly after, Tristan found his first prey. A group of people walking around. They were coming in his direction. Quickly, he used his [Creation] skill, to create a small metal wire, wich he hung up at some trees, hoping for the others to fall over. Then he hid behind a tree, waiting.

Shortly before the group came to the wire, he felt someone grab him from behind. He was forced out of his hiding spot.

„Look what I found, Boys!", a Voice from behind him said. It was a woman. A strong one. Of course, Tristan would have no trouble freeing himself, but he waited. He wanted to see what would happen.

The group looked at them, and came towards them.

„Ha! Isn't that the best one from last round?", one of them laughed,

„Doesn't seem to strong to me!"

„Yeah! He probably only managed it by doi-

And then they fell over his wire. Tristan concentrated, to not start laughing.

„Oh that little...!" one of the men said. He stood up and walked towards Tristan. He prepared his fist for a punch, then he swung his arm down, aiming for Tristans head, who quickly dodged, by moving his head to the left. He swung his right leg also to the left side, freeing himself from the woman. At the same time, he ducked and picked up his scythe, at the end of his smooth movement he moved his left leg back and was now standing in front of the group. He readied his scythe.

First it was a stand of, the group learned that Tristan wasn't a bad fighter.

After sometime Tristan decided to make the first step. The group consisted of the woman, an archer and five berserks. Nearest to him were the woman, to his right, and one man, to his left. He made a step forward, ducked and swung his scythe. Both tried to dodge, but the man was to slow, his one leg got a deep cut.

He was now Tristans target, as he was already injured. The man tried to fight back with his sword, but it just shattered after a hard hit with Tristans scythe. The man tried to walk backwards, to evade the scythe, wich didn't work well for him. Just as Tristan wanted to cut him down, something hit his scythe. Another man kicked his scythe out of Tristans hand. Tristan turned around and kicked the man in the chest, who then flew against a tree and landed unconscious on the floor. Two men were incapable of fighting, three and the woman to go.

Tristan made quick progress with them, he picked up the scythe and threw it at the woman, while kicking two men in their private parts. They fell to the ground. The last man standing felt the pain of his brothers and quickly covered his part.

The problem was that Tristan could also kick somewhere else, wich he did. In this case it was the face of the man, who then died.

The fight was over. Tristan picked his scythe up and finished of the knocked out ones.

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J and H were walking on the field. They were looking out for enemies, so they could avoid them. Although they didn't look like it, they were both very peaceful. Suddenly, J felt an evil aura. He wanted to turn around and tell his brother, when he felt an immense pain in his chest. It also got wet, a warm liquid was flowing down on him. He looked at his chest. A throwing knife was piercing out of his chest, blood stained his shirt. He fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

„Brother! J! NO!", H screamed, tears flowing into his eyes. He looked in the direction of the knife. There was a group of people standing, all were dressed in black robes. They were trainees of the Death-Bringer cult, a large group of assassins, with big influence of the underworld of the kingdom.

„You... YOU KILLED HIM", H screamed, as he went completely berserk, swinging his sword in random directions, while charging forward. His adrenaline was pumping, and no injuries had any effect on his rampage.

That was when the trainees realised that they may have done a mistake. With all their powers combined they managed to cut down H's legs. He fell to the ground, still screaming and trying to hit the assassins. One of these stepped forward and rammed a sword into H's back.

That day, H and J died.

Though the fight wasn't over yet, wich the assassins didn't know. Behind them was a person watching in the shadows. Just standing there, looking at the scene unfold.

„How unfortunate", a female voice said.

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Author here. This chapter was a bit longer than the first one today, so I feel like my duty is done here.

Anyway, who do you think is behind the female voice? What will happen?

You'll find out...