In such a predicament, my mind was tranquil. However, my face was pale, and I looked concerned. Obviously, as I stated before, I was in a state of serenity in mind.
This was simply to deceive the Hell-fair and those watchers if they saw how calm I was. They will elevate the level of difficulty, which is already high enough right now.
Furthermore, I had the sword of loyalty, given that it could augment my swordsmanship, speed, agility, and other senses without me spending points.
I took a deep breath and looked around me. The hum-slimes were crawling an inch closer each second. They were slow, but their attack speed was higher than a human's.
They had outnumbered us, and we had no place to run.
[All the benefits of the Sword of Loyalty have been bestowed upon you.]
[Temporary effects are taking effect.]
A white aura wrapped my body from head to toe. A similar aura enveloped the blade of the sword. I felt a surge of energy running through my heart. The fatigue that had taken over me had vanished. I recuperated.
"Too many! Yekis." Amberok searched for a spot where we could escape to.
Regardless of his attempt, it was futile. They were no longer blind, nor did the boy know this. He was scared out by the Hell-fair so that he didn't hear the conversation or read the message.
"I told you we should have left the bridge." His eyes glanced, biting his own nails.
"Have some guts. We will be out of this place soon enough." I told him.
Suddenly, from behind. One of the Hum-slime launched its tentacles at me, sensing that. I whirled and placed my blade in front. The sharp edge of the tentacles, all formed into one big tentacle, struck the flat surface of the blade.
There was a clamor, and the rippling sound reverberated in the surroundings. And another came from the side; I tried parrying it, but before I could. He got past me, except for one that made a small cut in my shoulder, tearing my shirt.
Blood began to flow down my arm, forming a streak. My sleeve was soaked in blood.
I grimaced; it hurt. The part where it was cut was burning. I didn't panic and bit my lips. I kept deflecting the attacks. Some still struck me.
[Watcher 'Golden Moon Light' is impressed with your swordsmanship.]
[Watcher 'Hero of Hundred Worlds' has a desire to make you his vessel.]
[Watcher 'Kind Devil' tells 'Hero of Hundred Worlds' to back off; he will become her vessel.]
The watchers argued, and some enjoyed the scene, the struggle of the other side. From their vantage point, this was only a game filled with fun, and I was a toy. When I die, they will leave to find another.
The number of tentacles that launched was more than I could deflect. I groaned and hacked some but there was no end. I didn't have the best proficiency with the sword.
Not a swordsman's. If I were, perhaps, the chances of killing one or two of these hum-slimes would be possible. They were still considerably high-level monsters.
They ranked in the 10th tier, which was deadly even for a person with a weapon, regardless of him having decent skills.
Miraculously, I was doing well, maneuvering the attacks, dashing at the enemy and striking them. Fortunately, they were vulnerable when someone was in close distance.
My sword pierced through them, killing them instantly.
[Watcher 'Selfish Pig' is applauding for you.]
The boost I had received from the sword was declining. Another throng of Hum-slimes was at us. I felt hopeless but had to hold on for a little longer.
Amberok wasn't doing any better; he cradled nothing in his hands, only embracing fear.
"You crazy guy!" The voice shouted from the rooftop.
It wasn't the voice of an adult but of a child.
"Fighting these monsters all by yourself? You're some insane human."
Maya was the first leading star. Then, this boy was second. The star that shone brighter than the ginger lady of kindness.
The boy stood atop the roof; in his hands were two jade and translucent pistols. The boy himself was wrapped in the greenish aura, his eyes glowing green with a smug smile cracked on his face.
He shot bullets at the Hum-slimes, each bullet effective enough to kill them.
"Have that! You take this! Yeah!"
Wait—who's really a crazy person now? The face he made—that crazy look. It kind of reminded me of my friend. As if he had lost a child.
Nevertheless, several of the hum-slimes, confused by the sudden bombardment of the bullets, scattered, while many remained. Trying to detect the coming attack, but it was difficult since they couldn't find the source because of the safe zone.
The once perilous situation had lightened a little.
I took the initiative and swung my sword; the sharp blade with jagged edges sliced them in half.
[This is unexpected.] Said Hell-Fair with his disappointment look, [It's quite antithetical to what I had hoped.]
But he couldn't increase the level of difficulty, nor could he do any further change. The fact that if he did, it would be against the rules.
He shrugged and watched.
That was a relief, but not for long. More hum-slimes were approaching in the vicinity. There were too many; I wanted to scream to the boy to open the door of the house, but he was too busy to hear me.
"Hey! They are here." He said, noticing another party headed this way.
Canny Batle, the boy, stopped shouting and nervously looked at the group.
From the sky, people with wings landed on the building whilst carrying other people with them. They landed on a three-story house, and from the roof, a giant lion flung down.
It wasn't a real lion but a drawing. It pounced on hum-slimes and tore them apart. All the attention was on him; from the room top a voice shouted at me.
"We are opening the door." It was Maya, and beside her was Joseph. "Enter quickly." I nodded.
Her gaze then fell on Canny; it was a glare that had anger in it. Canny rubbed his back and made an apologetic look.