Despicableness Is the Despicable's Passport

Death Harvest! Sweet and Sour Ribs suddenly swung his sickle at the blacksmith.

Another blow from the hammer, and this time the Sweet and Sour Ribs flew out as well.

Consecutive Sword Strikes! Xiao Yu seized the opportunity and suddenly rushed forward.

With a series of swift strokes, three swords pierced the blacksmith's body, leaving several bloody wounds on his skin.

To their surprise, this only angered the other party.

With a wild howl, the blacksmith seemed to grow larger, his hammer sweeping across like a whirlwind.

Xiao Yu raised his sword to parry—with a crack, Xiao Yu discovered that both of his arms had been smashed to pieces. Then, with a whoosh, another hammer blow landed, and this time his head was smashed off.

Wow, that's awesome!

From Xiao Yu's perspective, he saw the blacksmith, like a human tank, sweeping away a group of Undead into dust, completely crushing them.

With a flash of white light, Xiao Yu appeared at the respawn point outside Poli Village, and then the others were resurrected in the graveyard as well.

Those ghosts didn't die, but without any firepower, they could only escape.

Xiao Yu also felt a headache coming on. How could he possibly fight this kind of BOSS? He couldn't even withstand the attacks, and there was no way to create an environment for him to deal damage.

This game isn't like Sky World, where one hit and your head is crushed; health is irrelevant.

Over there, the Sword of the Fallen Angel watched Xiao Yu with a hint of schadenfreude. He had always felt that as a top beta tester, he should be the team leader, but since Xiao Yu had two friends with him, the three of them together meant he had to step down. However, it seemed he could seize the opportunity to reclaim the team leader position. As for how to deal with that blacksmith—hehe, the Fallen Angel chuckled inwardly. As a top beta tester, although he didn't know how to fight this boss, it was worth it; the boss in this dungeon could be bypassed.

Big Water Cunt: "Damn, this guy is so strong, how are we supposed to beat him?"

Wesker: "He's so badass, he's not even in the same league as that militia captain."

Black Impermanence: "Who said it was just one person? Wasn't there supposed to be a blacksmith apprentice? But I haven't seen that guy appear yet."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yu suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "I know!"

Upon hearing this, everyone gathered around. "How are we going to fight the captain?" Sword of the Fallen Angel asked somewhat doubtfully. He thought to himself that even he, a top player in the closed beta, hadn't come up with a solution, so what could the captain possibly do? Was he also going to try to avoid fighting?

"How old is that blacksmith apprentice? What does he look like?" Xiao Yu's questions were completely beyond the comprehension of the Sword of the Fallen Angel.

"You Can't See Me said. "He was about fifteen or sixteen years old, very thin and small, and he lived in the blacksmith's shop."

"I understand. The key lies with this blacksmith apprentice. Think about it. In ancient societies like this, skills were extremely precious. For a blacksmith to make this person his apprentice clearly indicates a close relationship between them. It's even possible that the apprentice is actually the blacksmith's apprentice. My plan is simple: once the battle begins, you guys hold off the BOSS, and I'll seize the opportunity to raid the blacksmith's shop and bring out the blacksmith apprentice. We'll use him to blackmail the blacksmith and force him to lay down his weapon. Wouldn't that be perfect?"

Everyone was taken aback when they heard his plan.

"Captain, this isn't right, it's too evil," Chenghong Moli said, somewhat surprised.

The others also seemed a bit off. Sweet and Sour Ribs hesitated and said, "This scene looks like a tactic villains often use against heroic protagonists in movies."

Xiao Yu, feeling both anger and pity for their misfortune, said, "Damn it, you bunch of idiots! Don't forget we're the villains! We're a bunch of Undead monsters here to kill and slaughter villages. If you're playing a monster, you have to have a monster mentality. If you can't win, you have to resort to underhanded tactics. Besides, we don't care about killing, why would we care about threatening people?"

Those people immediately understood, "Alright, let's give it a try."

The group entered the village again, but the zombie from before had vanished without a trace; they didn't know where it had gone.

Soon the group arrived at the blacksmith's shop. As soon as they got close, the blacksmith rushed out once again.

"Undead scum, face Akto's wrath!"

"Retreat! Retreat!"

The group of people quickly retreated and scattered. When the blacksmith chased after them, wielding his sledgehammer, Xiao Yu, who had been hiding nearby, immediately ducked and rushed into the blacksmith's shop.

This blacksmith shop is a stone house.

As soon as Xiao Yu rushed in, he saw a boy of about fifteen or sixteen years old, holding a short sword that gleamed coldly, trembling behind a table. As soon as he saw Xiao Yu enter, he immediately stood up.

"Don't come any closer, don't come any closer."

Consecutive Sword Strikes! Xiao Yu attacked without hesitation.

Three swift sword strikes, though not aimed at vital points, still forced the boy into a flurry of activity. In a flash, he was caught off guard and a cut appeared on his arm. Unlike the blacksmith, this boy was not ruthless; he screamed and the short sword fell to the ground.

Xiao Yu placed the sword blade against the boy's neck, then grabbed a bucket of water and extinguished the stove in the room, plunging it into darkness.

"Moli, it's up to you now."

The boy watched in horror as a semi-transparent female ghost floated in from outside the door and pounced on him.

A few seconds later, the boy's eyes rolled back and he was brought under control; his willpower was clearly not very strong.

Xiao Yu said to the Chenghong Moli Possession, "Alright, whether we can defeat this BOSS this time depends on you. Proceed according to our previous plan." As he spoke, Xiao Yu picked up the short sword and put it into her hand.

Then he grabbed the Possession boy's arm, placed the sword blade against his neck, made a threatening gesture, and pushed the boy out of the blacksmith shop.

The battle outside was almost over. Under the blacksmith's attack, five or six zombie and skeleton corpses lay scattered on the ground, leaving only Sweet and Sour Ribs, Sword of the Fallen Angel, and two ghosts still holding on.

"Don't move! Put down your weapon, human, or I'll kill him!"

"What!" The blacksmith turned around abruptly, his eyes wide with rage!

"Damn Undead, let go of my son!"

Holy crap, so this kid really is the blacksmith's son. I was right after all.

Xiao Yu thought to himself, but didn't show it.

"Put down your weapon, or he's dead."

The blacksmith stared intently at Xiao Yu, but showed no intention of putting down his weapon. He understood that if he did, not only would he die, but his son would also perish.

Just then, the boy suddenly pulled a short sword from his boot, delivered a powerful elbow strike to Xiao Yu's ribs, and then slashed at him with the sword. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he broke free from the control and turned to run towards the blacksmith.

The blacksmith was overjoyed, never expecting his son to be so capable. He rushed forward and hugged the boy tightly, exclaiming, "Excellent! You truly are worthy of being Akto's son! I—"

Thud! Akto looked down in disbelief as the short sword in the boy's hand sank deep into his chest.

The boy looked up, and what Akto saw was a pair of lifeless white eyes.

With a series of stabs, several swords were thrust into him, leaving several holes in his chest. Even the strongest man would die from this blow, and Akto's burly body crashed to the ground.

"Ah!" With a wild howl, the ghost of Chenghong Moli was suddenly pushed out of his body. The boy's willpower finally erupted when his father died, and he actually managed to push Chenghong Moli out of his body, but it was too late.

He was immediately cut down to the ground by Xiao Yu's sword.

"We won? We won just like that?" The Sword of the Fallen Angel was shocked. He hadn't expected to defeat a BOSS like this. He suddenly felt that he, as the captain, was a bit blind.

Soon the other Undead also revived and rushed over, excitedly surrounding the blacksmith's corpse.

"The captain is awesome."

"Captain is awesome!"

"The captain is truly a master strategist!"

"A master, truly a master!"

"This girl is practically an Oscar winner."

Everyone exclaimed in amazement.

Chenghong Moli stared blankly at the boy's corpse on the ground, lost in thought.

"What's wrong, Moli? What are you standing there for?"

"I don't feel really good about this," Chenghong Moli said somewhat dejectedly. "I suddenly feel so despicable, like I've become a bad person."

"You're being so dramatic. This is a game, you know? And we're in a dungeon. These NPCs don't even have any intelligence. Let's divide the loot and move on to the next boss."

After Xiao Yu said a few words, Chenghong Moli finally recovered.

The blacksmith's loot was quite plentiful; a blacksmith's hammer and the short sword in the boy's hand also dropped. Xiao Yu thought that sword was likely a top-tier weapon, and a fragment of Soul Fire also dropped, but unfortunately, it wasn't dropped by the blacksmith, but by the boy.

This is a bit of a letdown; this boy clearly doesn't have much combat ability, and his Memory Fragments are probably worthless.

"Who wants to roll this?" Xiao Yu started by distributing the Soul Fire Fragment, and as expected, no one wanted them; everyone wasn't stupid.

Chenghong Moli immediately started rolling, and got 39 points.

"Hey, what do you need this for?"

"Don't forget to be greedy for one thing."

Xiao Yu shrugged. In any case, it was her freedom to choose what she wanted, so he didn't say anything.

He directly gave her the Soul Fire Fragment.

Chenghong Moli stepped forward, extended her hand, and the Soul Fire Fragment immediately entered her body.

Then the hammer was also taken over, but this time it was the Sword of the Fallen Angel that took it over. I wonder what he wants the hammer for.

Finally, it was the boy's short sword. Quite a few people rolled for it this time, but it was ultimately Big Water Cunt with 88 points.

"Very good, let's move on to the next one."

"Wait a minute!" the Sword of the Fallen Angel suddenly spoke up, "Regarding this third boss, the lost adventurer trio, I feel I need to explain a few things to everyone."