15: Skills

Before long, all five returned and respectfully bowed to Avilan and Zhou Yu.

"Supreme One, Lord Zhou Yu, we have identified the locations of the three foreign races. To the left is a Goblin camp, with roughly a thousand members. Their strongest is a second-tier warrior. In the center are the Catfolk, around eighteen hundred strong, with a Third-Tier Great Swordsman as their strongest. On the right is the Ogre Race, with about two hundred members. Their strongest is also a second-tier warrior, but Ogres are generally stronger. This subordinate did not see a single one below second tier."

A Horned Demon Commander reported respectfully.

"Oh? There's even a Third-Tier Great Swordsman?"

Avilan was somewhat surprised. A Third-Tier Great Swordsman—the Catfolk seemed to have some strength.

"Make your move."

Avilan spoke softly, but his gaze abruptly sharpened as killing intent began to churn.

"Move!"

With a light wave of his hand, Zhou Yu took the lead. The corners of her lips curled slightly, and the admiral's cloak on her body immediately billowed in the wind, displaying the bearing of a true powerhouse. She headed straight for the Goblin camp on the left.

A moment later, Zhou Yu stepped out of the mountain forest and looked at the massive stronghold before her. She gave a cold smile, her killing intent soaring into the heavens!

A thousand subordinates followed closely behind her, their gazes burning with fervor and worship.

Her right hand rose slightly, while her handsome face revealed terrifying killing intent. She enunciated each word.

"Flaming Arrow."

Under the terrified, horrified gazes of dozens of Goblin thieves at the camp, fire streaked across the sky, dazzling and brilliant. Then the heavens began to rain down merciless fire—except this rain fell in the form of arrows. Whoever was struck was instantly burned into flying ash.

Aslan, watching the battle from afar, could not help but tremble when Zhou Yu unleashed this move. He even spilled quite a bit of water from his cup.

"Damn it, the power of Zhou Yu's move is far greater than it was in Myth. Its attack range is at least over fifty meters." Avilan could not help muttering to himself.

"Front ranks, attack! Rear ranks, spread out and encircle the Goblin camp! Any who dare resist—kill without mercy!"

Zhou Yu's cold voice rang out, making everyone feel as though they had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Kill!"

With a thunderous roar, the Horned Demon Commander led the vanguard while Zhou Yu strolled behind him. Passing through the gate, she watched Goblin thieves rushing in from every direction and gave a frigid smile. Her wrist flicked, and dozens of fireballs shot forth at once, magnificent beyond compare!

"Ahhh!!"

Screams rose. One short figure after another, engulfed in flames, wailed in agony, crashing about wildly. Anyone unfortunate enough to be struck by them was also touched by those terrifying flames and burned into charcoal. At the very first clash, over a hundred Goblin thieves wailed and became charred corpses strewn across the ground!

As though cutting melons and vegetables, Zhou Yu never slowed her steps and advanced straight ahead. The chill in her eyes deepened. Firelight crisscrossed the air, and streaks of flame swept past her. She was like a flame demon king who brought death—wherever she went, charred corpses piled up and a sea of fire spread!

"Die!"

A Goblin thief on the right suddenly sprang up, his face twisted savagely. The powerful strength of a second-tier thief was fully displayed. The dagger in his hand rose like a dragon soaring into the sky, piercing the void and striking straight at Zhou Yu's neck with thunderous force!

The earth shattered. At the same instant, a figure burst from beneath Zhou Yu's feet. Small in stature, it wore a vicious grin and held a sharp dagger as it slashed horizontally at Zhou Yu. Specks of green light glimmered from the blade—it had clearly been coated in deadly poison.

"Human, die!"

Straight ahead, the Goblin leader sneered repeatedly and let out a savage roar. The dagger in his hand slashed fiercely across!

A massive cross-shaped sword light swept through the void, slashing toward Zhou Yu's handsome body!

Cross Sword Slash!

A level-ten sword technique passed down in Essin City. If cultivated to its peak, it possessed incomprehensible power!

"Human? Don't lump me together with those lowly creatures!"

Zhou Yu spoke coldly. A wall of fire suddenly appeared before him, blocking the cross-shaped sword light. Then a Flame Burst Bomb shot out from within the fire wall!

Whoosh!

Boom!

Zhou Yu did not pause in the slightest, nor did he spare the three even a glance. Unless a fourth-tier swordsman was present, they could not possibly hurt him!

A huge crater had been blasted open where the three had stood. The only thing left to bear witness to them was an emerald-green hand still clutching a dagger.

Avilan sat atop a large tree, with the entire Goblin camp spread out before his eyes. He narrowed his eyes and leisurely watched everything unfold!

This was completely different from Myth. Because games had to consider bloody content and could be banned by the state for promoting violence, injuries in the game had been made absurdly fake—faker than the cartoons he watched as a child.

But today was different. Severed limbs and broken arms lay everywhere, blood flowed freely, and cries of battle never ceased. Goblins covered in blood kept falling, while Ratkin were hacked to death beneath a flurry of blades.

This time, the Ratkin erupted with unprecedented fighting power. Even when facing Goblins stronger than themselves, they still displayed fearless ferocity, completely unlike their former mouse-like cowardice.

All because, before the battle, Zhou Yu had said that the ten Ratkin warriors who performed best would be granted names by her and might have a chance to evolve into Ratmen.

"He's a devil!!"

After witnessing the three strongest leaders in the camp being instantly killed in a single strike, the remaining Goblin thieves could no longer hold on. They turned and fled one after another!

Though they were foreign races, they were merely bandits. When they usually robbed and plundered, every one of them killed without mercy and rushed ahead fearlessly. But when they encountered a regular army, they crumbled at the first touch, suffering grievous casualties!

Zhou Yu sneered. Mere bandits actually dreamed of escaping?

He directly cast Flaming Arrow, then East Wind Surge. A violent wind suddenly swept through the entire camp, scattering the flaming arrows in all directions. Before long, the whole stronghold was swallowed by a sea of flames.

"This..." Avilan was somewhat stunned. Wasn't this power simply too terrifying?

He did not even need to send out troops. He could simply let Zhou Yu handle it—he alone could slaughter the entire Goblin camp.

"Ah! Ah!"

Wave after wave of shrill screams echoed out. Several hundred Goblin thieves were covered in crimson flames, rolling across the ground in unbearable agony.

"Flame Suffocation!" Zhou Yu used a skill unfamiliar to Aslan, and the Goblins that had been howling moments before instantly fell silent.

At once, heaven and earth seemed to fall quiet. The flames dissipated, leaving only charred corpses strewn everywhere, desolate and bloody.

Avilan looked at the scene before him and drew a deep breath. The former NPC skills had become terrifying beyond belief, and they came with countless minor skills he had never even heard of.

Faced with such a bloody and horrifying scene, Avilan, who had come from a law-governed society in the twenty-first century, felt not the slightest discomfort. If anything, a faint frenzy of excitement stirred within him.

This should have been caused by his demon constitution.

Soon, the battlefield was cleaned up. The Goblin camp was very poor and had little wealth, possessing fewer than four thousand gold coins. The only thing that satisfied Avilan was the corpses covering the ground. Aside from those burned to ash, more than eight hundred bodies remained that could be used for blood sacrifice, along with fewer than a hundred Goblin prisoners.