First Kill

It was only at this moment that the others finally began reacting. It was just that due to the difference in the power levels, Bob was capable of reaching them before they could do anything else.

Previously, it was simply because the leader of the group was attacking Bob that these people were capable of striking at Bob. But now, considering that there was no one to protect them anymore, Bob was able to easily deal with them.

It was just that when Bob kicked the one that was at level two of the commander realm in the chest, the other party nearly burst from the explosive force. Even though he was dealing with someone at a lower level than himself, Bob did not hold back at all.

And had it not been that he was not using any skill that increased the explosive power of his attacks, this person would have definitely burst into a bloody mist. The only reason why this person did not do so at this point was that he was protected by the armor, which reduced the impact.

Regardless, Bob did not doubt that this person would not survive. If he did not die immediately, then he would die in a few moments. This was something that shocked Bob slightly, making him stop first.

This was going to be the first time that he was killing a person. Of course, this would be difficult, as killing a human was completely different from killing demons.

While Bob stopped, the others did not attack, but instead, they all looked at him cautiously. They had already realized that this person was not simple. They had not managed to land even a single attack on him, yet he had already caused them much destruction.

The middle-aged man, the leader of the group had also managed to stand up at this time. But still, he felt that his internal organs were churning. His eyes were filled with both fear and anger as he looked at Bob who was standing there, as if he was in a daze.

This was the first time that he had encountered such a situation, where he was thoroughly defeated by a person of the same level. Additionally, the other party did not even have any equipment on him.

Then suddenly, it dawned on him. Could it be that the other person possessed a skill or a technique that was in the Rare tier? Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain such explosive combat strength.

Just thinking about this made him feel a chill running down his spine. He had explored the ruins many times, but until this day, he had never encountered a skill or a technique that was in the Rare tier.

Just how lucky was this guy? From the way that he was dressed, without any equipment, it seemed that he was just a lucky guy who had encountered a skill or a technique of such a level. Just how lucky was he?

This was the reason why he was so angry at this moment. He felt that if he had been the one who had received that skill or technique, his combat strength would have increased, becoming greater than what was being displayed by the person in front of him.

As for the current condition of the other party, he could immediately tell that this was the first time that he was killing a human. It was just like this for him as well.

At that time, he had no choice but to kill. He had been attacked, as the other party wanted to steal from him. But he was lucky, managing to kill the other one. And it was then that he began targeting those that he could, as that was an easy way of earning.

But now, the middle-aged man was not sure about what to do. Should he take the chance while the other party was in a trance, sneak an attack against him, or should he take the chance to escape?

Just as he was in a dilemma, Bob on the other hand had already come to a decision. When the other party attacked, they attacked with malicious intentions. He could detect the killing intent that they possessed, implying that they had the intention of killing him.

Since they wanted to kill him, then they should prepare themselves to be killed as well. So, the guilt that he was feeling within his heart for killing a human suddenly began dissipating.

And as he came back to his senses, he realized that he was being attacked. Instinctively, he managed to twist his body to the side, barely dodging the sword strike. But he was not capable of dodging it completely.

The sword managed to slash at his shoulder. The sleeve of the T-shirt that he was wearing were immediately torn, and Bob felt some stinging pain coming from the area where the attack had connected.

Bob looked at the area where he had been attacked, and he could not help but be surprised. He realized that even though he was injured, the injury was very small. The size of the wound was quite small, only a few centimeters in length. Simply put, this could be considered as a scratch rather than an injury.

As for the middle-aged man who had attacked, he had not anticipated that Bob would react so swiftly. This made him panic, as he immediately tried retreating.

He had thought that he had a chance of killing this person, but he had miscalculated. Now, upon realizing this, and knowing that he was not capable of dealing with the other party in a direct confrontation, he thought about escaping.

Bob on the other hand reacted as well. Despite the surprise that came with realizing that the injury that he had received was quite minimal, he still went for the kill.

He took a step forward, swinging a kick attack at the middle-aged man. Even though his attack was quite fast, the other party was capable of reacting, as he swung his sword towards Bob's leg.

But just as the two attacks were about to collide, Bob's leg twisted mid-air. Bob had already anticipated such a reaction from the middle-aged man, so, while attacking, he did not fully swing his leg. This allowed him to be able to retract his leg, changing the direction of the attack.

Bang!

Such a sudden change did not allow the other party to be able to react at all. So, Bob's leg collided with the chest of the middle-aged man. Having already been previously wounded, the injuries that the middle-aged man suffered suddenly escalated, making him vomit blood as he was once again sent flying.

This time, without the attacks from the others who had been previously helping the middle-aged man, Bob swiftly followed behind the middle-aged man. The moment that the other party landed, Bob also arrived, dropping with a knee towards the chest of the leader of the group.

The eyes of the middle-aged man bulged in not only anger but fear as well. More than that, there was despair, as he had never anticipated that he was going to face such a situation here.

It was just that there was nothing that he could do, the injury that he had suffered before not allowing him any chance of reacting.

Bang!

Bob landed directly on the chest, making the middle-aged man spurt out blood. At this moment, the internal organs of this middle-aged man had been crushed, including the heart. The body spasmed for a little while before completely staying still.

Just like that, the leader of the group died. And, as Bob stood up, he realized that the armor on the body of the other party seemed to have been destroyed by his attack. It seemed that his body had gotten stronger, but it was not strong enough to be able to destroy the armor completely with a single attack.

As Bob looked at the remaining people, they all suddenly ran away. None of them had the guts of continuing to stay here, considering that even the strongest among them, the leader within the group, had already been killed.

Facing such an enemy, all of them had no will of resisting. They only hoped to get as far away from here, while hoping that the other party would not chase after them.

Bob had no intention of chasing after them. In any case, he was currently wearing a mask on his face, implying that they would not be able to tell who he was. For that reason, he had no need to waste a lot of time chasing after them to kill them, considering that there was not that much he could earn anyway.

Additionally, they were all humans. Instead of killing them, Bob decided to let them be. While they targeted humans from time to time, Bob did not believe that they would not face demons, and if they could kill the demons, at least it would reduce some kind of pressure on the humans, no matter how small.

As for the terribly injured second-in-command, Bob simply gazed at him, before turning to leave. The others had completely abandoned this level 3 commander, and Bob had no intention of dealing with him.

They were currently so deep into the wilderness, implying that it would not be long before demons arrived here. This guy, if he was not lucky to be rescued by someone, would definitely die sooner.

Bob simply went ahead and collected the sword that was being used by the leader of the group, took the bracelets from the two dead and one that was on the brink of death, before leaving. The bracelets from the three were definitely of a higher quality as compared to what he had.

As he was leaving, he was wondering, should he continue hunting for more demons, or should he leave and head back to the stronghold. He really did not want to encounter another situation where he was targeted by humans again.