The Ruined Death Knight

Upon hearing what the wounded managed.

Everyone had the same look. of dread in their faces.

"Slavers are here!"

Suddenly flames started to rise in the various houses and sounds of horses running could be heard from far away.

"Why has a fire appeared?"

"Dammit! that\'s where my house is!"

"What should we do!?"

"Are there slavers coming?"

"Shouldn\'t we run away?"

As everyone was in a staid of panic.

A burst of rough laughter came through the distance.

"Bha haha! Don\'t let anyone escape! Kill anyone who resists except the woman! Bha haha!"

And in just like an instant, the whole village fell into complete chaos with screams echoing through all over the place.

"You aren´t going to get away!" 3 men with horses came dashing directly in the direction of the wounded villager.

"P-Please!" And with a face full of despair.

One of the men reached the wounded villager and with this shortsword in this hand.

He sliced this neck without any hint of hesitation.

"Tch, I didn´t get this head off..."

Seeing their friend grumping through himself, the two other men laugh at him.

"Oh? Hey guys, look at that group over there."

"Ha, are they planning to put up a fight against us?"

"Hey, isn´t that babe behind that old man of the highest quality?"

"Damn you right! Go quick and call boss over here!"

Upon hearing about the men\'s discussion, the village chief Baum\'s face darkened even more.

"Everyone here! Evacuate in the forest right now!"

"But chief Baum...what about the monsters..."

"This wasn´t a suggestion! Leave right now!"

With Baum\'s voice sounding like a clap of thunder, everyone present here got startled.

"Leave and - cough, cough!" Sadly reawakening this voice made this throat feel like burning from the inside out.

"Cough, Leave- Cough! It`s an order from the head of the village! We can´t let anyone be caught by such people! or else..." But as he was going to finish.

The rough voice of before s

"Or else what? Old man"

A massive caravan being pulled by 3 horses appeared through the middle of the road. Sitting in the front was a man with a long scar through this face and the body of some ripped-up bodybuilder.

Resting through this shoulder was flamberge which bought a feeling of intimidation on others.

Beside him was a man as 1.69 meters tall, although this cloth was much fancier than all others, these clothes barely held this big belly in this place.

With no hair in sight and this Stalin mustache, the man bought a feeling of arrogance to this presentation here.

"Mr. Oliver, how many am I allowed to kill?" The scarface said.

"Hmph, I don´t care. As long as all the women are unhurt do as you wish."

"Yes, yes. As usual it is then...You guys heard him! Kill everyone except the woman! If I see just a single scar on them you dead!"

"Understood, boss Bend!"

As the group of slavers approaches with a malicious smile on their face the group of pale villagers.

They didn´t know that right outside the village in the forest, that someone was watching everything happening.

A silhouette wearing badly damaged armor and a deformed helmet that looked like this mouth opening had merged.

With a runed sword in this hand and this cold voice, he said.

"I found you"

***

Two days ago in the forest...

"Dammit...!" I cursed outside.

Supporting myself with the Veren sword, I slowly raised from the ground up.

Remembering what happened I truly felt frustrated.

"That damn arsonist bastard... to think that he hand such an ability..."

Remembering the ability that this guy Rapha had used made me grid my teeth even harder.

The ability which he made me lose my guard was this talent [Blood Loved].

[Blood Loved] talent was a simple yet impressive ability.

That talent simply allowed the user to revive and make the user unkillable for a short amount of time!

But if that were all I wouldn\'t have been had like this!

Although the talent didn\'t let the user die, you could still hurt him.

And the talent didn\'t active imminently.

If you were to know about this ability beforehand, you could simply cut the enemy in pieces before he would never revive!

Which made the talent, in a sense a torture ability!

Since nobody would be voluntarily be cut in pieces while still being conscious!

Though it was easy to counter, that was only if you knew about the ability.

Back then in the cave, I didn\'t have the time to look thought to this ability which made me get fatally damaged yet again!

All my bones in my body are cracked and some even broken!

If it weren\'t for the iron armor I would even be dead!

And all that cause of my carelessness!

The moment I saw the status notification appeared with the XP showing I completely let my guard down, thinking everything was over.

But damn was I wrong!

If the [Blood Loved] we\'re to just prevent the user not to die I would even never been hurt like that!

But it had to be a damn resurrection instead!

What did this mean?

It means that the status counts him being already dead!

Which is a sense he was.

After all, when the duration of immortality has ended he would be no more than a dead fish.

"It hasn\'t even been a day and my armor is already a mess! Heck, my helmet no longer has a mouth opening!"

"Sigh...at least it happens now and not in the future, now I know that not all people die when they are killed."

Glancing one last time on then now dead Rapha I started to move in the other direction to where the flames were.

"The fire should even attract other humans nearby, and with my current straight I don\'t even dare to fight anything any time soon"

After moving far away from the flames and site behind a big rock to take a break.

Not that need it since, well...cause of being undead and stuff, but because I am mentally exhausted.

With my current broken body, I felt extremely weak and uncomfortable.

Since the more in damage, I was the closest to a feeling of being drowned into the sea of darkness I felt.

Which till yet was the most uncomfortable feeling that I felt till yet.

Anyways...

Casting aside such useless thoughts.

Putting my hand inside my chest, with great difficulty I dragged a piece of paper out.

It was the Map that I have stolen from the soldiers before.

But upon seeing the map I froze.

"This is..."

The map of before which had every single detail of the nearby area is no more.

Instead, a piece of paper with multiple holes and missing parts was to see!

It wasn\'t even 1/4 remaining of the map!

"Ghhh...! dammi- No, calm down. There isn\'t any reason to get angry. It\'s not like my only way to see where I am going inside this forest has been destroyed...SHIT, Who am I kidding!? How should I now find my way out of this forest!?."

Reading through the almost destroyed map, only two places were remaining to been see.

One was a village named Fera that was a little further up ahead and a place a little further away from the Fera village.

The second location simply had a sort of warning sign on top of it.

Which in my professional opinion meant \'Don\'t go or you die\'.

"Hmm, it should be done to reach that village in around 2 days...I think."

Putting away the burned piece of paper to what you would call a map.

I finally was ready to get in the juice part.

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