Flashy Adventurer System : Show Off to Get Stronger! - Chapter 941
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Chapter 941: The Reaper Harvests Another Life
Sieg, you take that one. I’ll handle the one on the right.”
Ten young men and women dashed through the devastated streets of Yon Augenn, their clear path narrowing as a horde of abominations and thousands of Soul Warriors—along with their lesser versions—rushed toward them.
It wasn’t a coordinated attempt to surround them or anything strategic.
It was pure instinct—the unrelenting drive to kill any human who lacked the Golden Hawk Insignia.
Shirley and Siegfried led the charge, the tip of the spear, with Seira right behind them.
The three warriors were tasked with engaging every Soul Creature that stood in their path.
Meanwhile, the scouts—Ian, Reginald, Lesurii, and Maia—were responsible for finishing off any creatures that managed to survive the warriors’ onslaught.
Luna, on the other hand, was assigned to protect the mages, Harry and David.
This was Shye’s cohort, cutting through the chaotic streets like a spear of pure carnage.
Abominations, Soul Warriors, and their lesser counterparts were closing in. If they failed to reach the nearest entrance—just a right turn away on the next street—they would be surrounded, forced to fight through tens of thousands of Soul Creatures.
Cut off from the rest of the army, their fate would be sealed.
While they were strong, they weren’t Shye.
Their stamina and mana would eventually run dry, and then they would be slaughtered.
They couldn’t stop.
They couldn’t allow themselves to be stopped. If they hesitated for too long, they would be overwhelmed.
The spear of carnage shall either pierce through—or perish.
Shye knew that breaking through with only eight of them was extremely dangerous.
But he also knew that Ian, Shirley, and the others could do it.
They had the strength. They had the will.
And that was all they needed.
He trusted his friends completely.
His little sister, though… well, he didn’t have as strong a grasp of her abilities as he did with his friends and subordinates.
But he chose to trust Maia.
At the very least, she had the combat prowess—and the fearless nature—to back her up.
The thing Shye feared most was crushing her self-confidence by isolating her and refusing to let her join the mission.
For an adventurer, self-confidence could mean the difference between life and death—more times than one could count.
That was why he chose to trust her and let her come.
Denying her a place in the fight wouldn’t protect her; it would only harm her in the long run.
Besides, once the cohort broke through Dweezel’s army, she would be with him.
And what safer place was there than by his side? He was, after all, the strongest human in existence.
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In terms of raw attributes, at least.
…Shirley, Siegfried, and Seira managed to kill most of the abominations and Soul Warriors in one blow.
Siegfried, in particular, turned out to be a real menace in combat.
Ancient runes flared to life across his body, glowing in a myriad of colors—each surge of energy granting him either bursts of unmatched speed, unyielding toughness, or overwhelming strength, depending on which rune he activated.
There were also some runes that temporarily enhanced his affinity to certain elements like darkness, void, wind, and thunder.
He became the very incarnation of adaptability.
Furthermore, his new guild had spared no expense in grooming him, granting him numerous high-tier warrior skills—many of which the cohort had never seen before.
But of course, there were some who were strong enough to hold the three of them for a second, granting those behind an opening to attack.
The scouts didn’t let their warriors down, though.
They viciously slaughtered those who were able to go past the three with vicious strikes to either the brain or the heart, killing them instantly.
There were a few times when there were too many enemies and a few slipped past the warriors and the scouts.
However, none could topple Luna and her trusty shield.
Harry and David remained untouched, relentlessly raining hell upon the abominations and Soul Warriors from a distance.
Their barrage carved a path forward, significantly easing the burden on the cohort’s vanguard.
The cohort pressed forward with unwavering resolve, never pausing for even a moment. At the front of the formation, the warriors hacked, slashed, and stabbed their way through, severed limbs and heads hurtling through the air, painting the streets in harrowing shades of black and red.
The right turn finally came into view a few moments later
However, thousands of enemies were also closing in.
“Everyone, pick up the pace!” Ian shouted, fully embracing his role as vice commander.
He no longer hesitated to give orders even to his close friends.
If they could break the enemies’ line of sight, they could use the labyrinth-like floors of the Hawkin Group Headquarters to lose their enemies.
Unfortunately, the moment they turned the corner, an entire elite Hawkin Group unit was waiting for them.
At the forefront stood a Hawkling with the number fourteen engraved on his mask, gripping a massive gray tower shield.
The bastard was fully prepared to block their entry.
“Tch!” Ian clicked his tongue in displeasure at the sight.
They couldn’t afford to be delayed.
Unfortunately, Shye—the monstrous creature in human form—wasn’t with them.
Ian wasn’t sure if Siegfried and Shirley could break through the bastard’s defenses in under three seconds.
That was all the time they had before Abominations and Soul Warriors swarmed them from every direction.
There was no way in hell he could do it.
He was but a mere scout, and his strength attribute was nowhere near enough to get the job done.
Shirley glanced at Siegfried and noticed that he was frowning.
Her close friend and comrade wasn’t familiar with the combat prowess of the Hawklings, and so, wasn’t really sure how to defeat them in an instant.
Recognizing this, Shirley stopped hesitating.
She decisively positioned her katana horizontally in front of her, glossing a finger seal over its blade, whispering as she dashed ahead:
“O’ reaper of the night, please taketh thy adversary’s life…swiftly…silently…”
In the next moment, a translucent black aura engulfed her katana, its edges darkening to a deep purple.
The blade fell completely silent.
Shirley locked her cold gaze onto Fourteenth Hawkling.
Black smoke and purple aura seeped from his body as he raised his shield, a confident grin playing on his lips.
In the next moment, a mighty, enduring aura enveloped the gray shield, radiating an impenetrable force—its strength dependent on the wielder’s skill.
…And Fourteenth Hawkling was a master shielder-type warrior.
Shirley closed the distance in an instant, her katana slicing forward in a deadly horizontal arc, its razor-sharp edge aimed straight at her target’s neck.
The blade met the shield—then, a heartbeat later, cleaved through it like a hot knife through butter.
Before the elite Hawkin unit could react, their leader’s head was already rolling across the ground, his body convulsing in its final moments.
Fourteenth Hawkling was dead in a single second.
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