The Battle Royale

In his previous life, Adam remembered Parrish as the Necroman Guild's main damage dealer during raids. He was known for being one of the most skilled hand-to-hand combatants in the game.

However, he was also notorious for being mentally unstable.

Adam had no pity for taking away his future, as in the future, he would do some horrific things, and he was also part of Death Faction, which was the enemy of Star Faction.

"Y-you!" Ramon jumped to his feet, and with Hannibal, they lunged towards Adam with bloodlust raging over them.

At that moment, Donald approached the crack with his broadsword, but then Samuel appeared in his path and swung his hammer at him.

"Look out!" Niko shouted to Donald, as he was a little bit too far away to help.

"Tch!" Donald dodged the hammer barely and shouted. "What the hell are you doing?!"

"The partnership is over, you fuck." Samuel said coldly and rushed towards the crack, but then Luke rushed at him, swinging his baseball bat like a baseball player trying to hit a home run.

Samuel quickly blocked the baseball bat with his hammer, but the handle broke on the impact, leaving him without the hammer.

As Luke raised his baseball bat, ready to crush Samuel's face, Fama lunged at him and knocked the bat out of his hand with his axe.

"You two have made a big mistake!" Donald shouted and rushed at Samuel with his broadsword. "We have three, while there are only two of you!"

While they fought, the other player groups also found someone to fight.

Only Seth was left without a fighting partner, and he saw that there was a clean route to the heart. His breathing quickened as he had a chance to get the final hit on the boss, which would definitely give him enough points to become a mercenary, even if he didn't do anything after this!

A distance away, Adam blocked Ramon's raging, powerful machete blows and simultaneously used his pitchfork to deflect Hannibal's large knife.

He masterfully used both a shield and a pitchfork, as if both of them were other limbs of his. It was clear to everyone watching that the tutorial wasn't his first time fighting.

"Who is this fucker?" Ramon cursed out loud while trying to smash his machete through the shield, but to no avail.

However, Adam knew he couldn't keep blocking forever as the durability of the shield would continue to lower.

There weren't any blacksmiths in the tutorial to fix the broken equipment.

At that moment, Adam saw a lonesome figure with glasses on his face walking towards the heart, and everyone was too busy fighting to notice that.

'Sorry, but I cannot allow you to do that. I can't afford to lose any points.' Adam thought.

At that moment, Adam dodged the machete and slammed his shield across Ramon's face, sending him tumbling to the ground.

[-5 HP]

[Ramon - HP: 13/50]

"Argh!" Ramon cried out loud.

"Die!" Hannibal swung his large knife down, aiming for Adam's neck. But then he noticed that he left himself far too open and saw the pitchfork coming towards him.

Adam had a way better attack range with the pitchfork.

Hannibal quickly tried sidestepping away, but one of the pitchfork's sharp points stabbed through his waist.

"Tch!" Hannibal let out a pained grunt as the pitchfork pierced his body, but he managed to avoid the fate of the pitchfork getting stuck inside his body.

However, his waist was bleeding heavily, causing a bleeding effect.

[-23 HP]

[Hannibal - HP: 22/50]

Before getting stabbed, he had 45 health, and with that single attack, Adam managed to half it!

As both Ramon and Hannibal expected him to continue attacking, Adam instead ran past them and thrust the pitchfork forward like a fisherman trying to harpoon a fish.

Seth, who was able to reach the crack in the floor, felt something approaching him, and when he turned to look towards the right, he saw a four-pointed pitchfork flying at him.

It was headed straight for his chest.

Stab—the pitchfork pierced through his chest, and then Adam kicked Seth in the chest, sending him flying across the room.

Seth crashed on the floor and rolled around in stinging pain—it was still possible to feel pain in Mortal Online; that's why it was such a scary and realistic place.

However, the pain was nowhere close to real-life pain, but it was still nothing to scoff at.

As Seth opened his hazy eyes, he saw the damage he had received and almost felt his heart sink to the bottom of his stomach.

[-25 HP]

[-5 HP]

[Seth - HP: 2/50]

The 25 health point loss was because of the pitchfork to the chest, but the 5 health point loss was caused by the kick to his abdomen.

He had before already lost damage, but now he had lost a catastrophic amount and was at death's door.

Also, he had eaten his rations before because he became hungry—he forgot the importance of food to restore health, even though both his brother and the help manual mentioned it.

"You..." Seth looked hatefully at Adam, but when he tried to stand up, he still felt the pain from getting kicked in the abdomen.

Adam looked towards the crack in the floor and approached it, but then saw a sword approaching with his peripheral vision.

He quickly pulled his head back and jumped backwards while the sword missed him.

"No, you won't!" Donald screamed as he blocked the path to the heart. "This is my kill!"

Adam narrowed his eyes, and at the same moment, Ramon and Hannibal dashed towards him.

"So troublesome." Adam quickly blocked Ramon's machete and smashed his pitchfork at the incoming knife. He then backed off while the two men chased after him with renewed rage.

They didn't give him even a chance to breathe.

They were relentless in their pursuit.

As Donald turned to the heart with greed-filled eyes, Fama swung his axe at him, but then Niko jumped to defend his friend.

The axe sank deep into Niko's chest, but he then grabbed the axe's handle, stopping Fama from pulling it out as he didn't want him to go after Donald

"Donald, go!"

"Shit!" Fama tried to remove the axe from Niko's chest, but he was not letting go!

As Samuel dodged Luke's fist, he saw that Donald was on his way to get the final hit.

"Not happening!"

Luke was swinging his fists as he lost his bat a moment ago, and when he saw Donald rushing towards the heart, his grin grew.

At that moment, Samuel rolled down the ground towards the baseball bat and snatched it for himself.

Luke's eyes widened in shock.

Samuel swung the baseball bat with overflowing fury and smashed it through Luke's head, crushing his skull like a watermelon.

"Luke!" Niko shouted in shock as he saw the scene.

Luke fell to the ground—dead.

"Donaaald!" Samuel rushed past Fama and Niko, chasing after Donald.

"You are too late, loser!" Donald laughed as he reached the crack in the floor. He grabbed the sword with both hands and stabbed it towards the heart, his smile growing wider with each passing moment.

As Adam dodged the attacks from Ramon and Hannibal, he saw Donald seemingly be the one to get the final hit.

However, his expression didn't change.

'Fools. You guys already forgot those arms?'

At that moment, creepy arms grew from the heart and punched Donald with a powerful blow.

"Cough!" Donald coughed up blood and fell down to his buttocks.

At that moment, dozens of arms left the crack in the floor and attacked everything that moved.