214 Amon, Fallen Noble

The bandits, who had previously dismissed Alex as insane, realized the situation was not as they had thought.

"Who are you?" the bandit chief asked.

"Why should you care? You will die here, so you won't remember," Alex stated, his cold eyes fixed on the bandits. For a moment, even he questioned the severity of his actions, but deep down, Alex felt no remorse. Everything seemed so real inside the game, leading people to behave differently when facing other humans. But Alex did not care.

"You think you can take us so easily? You might be skilled, but we are here for a fight," the bandit chief retorted.

They were beginning to see Alex as a true enemy, a force capable of defeating them.

"Fools…" Alex muttered as he exerted his strength, breaking the bandit's neck effortlessly. The level difference was too significant, and the bandits stood no chance. Witnessing how easily Alex ended a life left them trembling.