Taming a Worg, Discovering a Special Area

"Whoosh! Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh-!"

In an instant, the whistles of blades and the sounds of flesh being cut rang out.

Hellscream slew more than a dozen Lost Ones with overwhelming force, then charged the two three-star Lost Ones in the rear without pausing!

Enemies tried to stop him along the way, but he killed each with a single swing of his axe, advancing as if no one were there.

Elsewhere, more than a dozen Fel Hounds met the orc legion head-on.

But they had only charged a few meters before entering the arrow towers' firing range.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The two arrow towers each fired a black elemental arrow, striking the two Fel Hounds at the front.

One of them even had its head blown clean off, dying a particularly gruesome death.

But the creatures were vicious by nature. Ignoring their companions' deaths, they pounced on the nearest orc, and a pack of them surrounded him, biting and tearing at him wildly!

"How dare you bite my brother!"

Gorehowl roared and strode forward, bringing his iron axe down hard.

The blade cut through fascia and severed bone, cleaving the Fel Hound in two on the spot.

-Heavy Strike.

But he wasn't finished. Gorehowl lunged forward, clamped both hands around another Fel Hound's head, and squeezed harder and harder.

With a wet pop, he crushed its entire head.

The brutal sight brought fear to the eyes of even the other Fel Hounds.

Gorehowl's eyes were red, and he seemed to have entered a berserk state as he charged straight at his next enemy.

The other orcs also showed their vicious sides, their stone axes raining down.

Meanwhile, Shen Xing pushed his wheelchair with one hand and raised his [Mechanism Crossbow] with the other, aiming at the enemy.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

Three bone arrows flew in rapid succession, striking a three-star Lost One in the chest one after another.

Taking advantage of the moment the monster stiffened, Hellscream's Steel-Slaying Double-Bladed Axe came whistling in and struck its neck hard!

Another head went flying.

Fuck, a kill stealer?

Shen Xing thought Hellscream really had no sense. He didn't even know to let his lord show off a little.

Oblivious, the orc fighter simply gave his lord a goofy grin and pounced on his next target.

Soon, thanks to Shen Xing's superb archery and a little assistance from Hellscream, all the Lost Ones were successfully wiped out.

The Fel Hounds on the other side were also annihilated under the assault of the orc army and the two arrow towers.

Shen Xing put away his Mechanism Crossbow and gazed thoughtfully at the corpses on the battlefield.

"There were more monsters today than yesterday, and they were higher level too."

"Looks like the forum was right. As time passes, the monsters attacking the village will keep getting stronger."

"The only way to survive is to get stronger even faster."

Still, it was a little strange. Only one day had passed, yet the number of enemies had tripled, and monsters like Fel Hounds had appeared.

Compared with the other newcomers on the forum, the increase on his side seemed somewhat excessive.

"Could the game also adjust the strength of nearby monsters based on the lord's strength?"

While Shen Xing was lost in thought, a tall, thin black figure suddenly emerged from the other side of the village.

It seemed to have been lurking in the fog all along. Taking advantage of everyone's diverted attention, it suddenly lunged for the bonfire at the center of the territory.

Shen Xing's expression remained unchanged. After a day of trials, he was no longer the green newbie he had been yesterday.

The monsters in this world were all sneaky bastards. Many rookie lords had suffered badly as soon as they entered the Land of Mist.

That was how Lu Xiang had been ambushed and killed.

But as a hardcore player who had cleared the entire Dark Souls series without dying once and beaten Elden Ring naked after starting as a Wretch, he was already used to such things.

He held his right hand loosely in front of him, preparing to use [Hand of the Void] to intercept the black figure.

But another attack was faster!

"Whoosh-"

A tungsten-colored, double-bladed battleaxe spun rapidly through the air with the force to cut down everything in its path, striking the sneaky bastard in the chest in an instant.

The monster fell limply to the ground without making a sound.

With the battle over, the orcs took it upon themselves to clean up the battlefield.

As Shen Xing recalled that axe throw, an idea suddenly occurred to him.

Hellscream was incredibly strong, strong enough to throw his battleaxe as a ranged weapon.

Could he equip him with some bone spears or spare iron axes to give him more ranged options?

"Boss, we've finished cleaning up!"

A few minutes later, Gorehowl came striding over excitedly, carrying a pile of loot.

Shen Xing put the thought aside and stored everything in his inventory.

[Obtained: Soul Stones ×26]

[Obtained: Vinar Silver Coins ×23]

[Obtained: Shattered Soul ×14]

"Boss, one of our brothers was bitten. He needs to eat meat!" Gorehowl spoke up again.

Before Shen Xing could reply, Hellscream slapped Bloodhowl on the back of the head and scolded him, "Bastard! Don't make decisions for the boss!"

"Everything in this territory belongs to the boss. Only he can distribute these resources, understand?"

Gorehowl held his head. Though he wasn't entirely convinced, he nodded. "I... I understand!"

Shen Xing watched the exchange between the two orcs, amused.

As they continued to evolve, they were getting smarter and smarter.

"Go on. Take good care of the injured orcs and give them some extra meat," Shen Xing said with a wave.

"Thank you, boss! You're a generous leader!"

Gorehowl's face filled with gratitude, and he strode away.

Shen Xing then took an ancient-looking scroll from his inventory.

When he unfurled it, a shining hexagram was printed on it.

[Use the recruitment scroll to summon an ordinary ★★ worg?]

"Yes."

The hexagram in the middle of the scroll burst into dazzling light, then flew into the air and transformed into a massive magic circle.

"Hum~"

A column of light poured out of the magic circle and descended to the ground. The shadow of a beast could vaguely be seen moving within it.

"Awoo~!"

With a resounding howl, a massive wolf covered in gray fur stepped out with heavy strides.

It stood nearly 1.5 meters at the shoulder and was over 2.5 meters long.

Just standing there, it gave off an astonishingly oppressive presence.

Its eerie green eyes now looked down at Shen Xing in his wheelchair. Its fangs protruded slightly, and foul yellow drool dripped from the corners of its mouth.

Shen Xing raised his head, an odd expression on his face. "Does this guy think I'm prey?"

He had seen information about this on the forum. In the Land of Mist, powerful creatures had personalities and pride of their own.

If a lord was too weak, there was no way to make them submit, and the lord might even suffer a backlash.

That was why, although in-game items could be brought into reality, and many powerful troop lairs and recruitment scrolls could be traded there,

no rookie lord could contract these troops in the early stages.

And now, Shen Xing sat in a wheelchair and was still a level-one rookie. In the worg's eyes, he was a walking little cake.

It would melt in its mouth, sweet and delicious.

It let out a low whine, as though it could already see itself biting through the human's neck and blood gushing out.

But before the delicious meal came a fist the size of a cooking pot.

Hellscream's Heavy Strike slammed into its head.

Chapter 16: Taming a Worg, Discovering a Special Area

"Awoo!"

The worg yelped, its whole head knocked downward by the blow.

Its eyes turned red, and it jerked its head up, seemingly trying to find whoever had hit it.

But when it saw Hellscream's burly, nearly two-meter-tall body and his bulging muscles,

its expression instantly changed from that of a ferocious wolf to an obedient husky.

"How dare you disrespect boss! You're courting death!"

But Hellscream didn't care whether it was a wolf or a dog. Offending Shen Xing was an enormous crime.

He seized the worg by the neck and rained down blows with his steel-hard fists!

Steam fists... no, orc iron fists landed one after another.

The left fist dealt high damage, and the right fist dealt high damage.

"Bang! Bang, bang!"

The worg yelped again and again as its teeth flew out amid spurts of blood.

"Awoo! Awoo!"

It desperately wanted to fight back, but the gap in strength was too great, and it couldn't break free.

"All right, stop."

Only when his boss's voice sounded behind him did Hellscream stop his ora barrage and toss the worg to the ground.

Shen Xing wheeled closer and saw the beast lying on the ground, barely alive, its wolfish eyes still holding a trace of defiance.