"So, you are the motherf*ckers who dared to attack my family."
"Hahaha, yes, we did. Now, kindly tell us who the f*ck you are?"
Just as Myne erged from the carriage and confronted the bandits, it was evident that the lone woman among them didn't underestimate Myne and attempted to gather information by provoking him. After all, if they attacked rashly and killed him accidentally, only to discover later that he was the owner of the carriage. In that case, they'd have no one but themselves to bla.
"? You flat-chested b*tch will soon find out," Myne cursed angrily, glaring at the woman with a crazed expression. Without giving her a chance to respond, he imdiately activated his skill, King's Intimidation, channelling all the magical energy it could hold at its current level and unleashing it at maximum power.
Thanks to the unlimited magic energy provided by Myne, King's Intimidation released its 200% powerful attack. It produced a solid shockwave, with Myne at its center, extending to a 50-ter radius. Everyone in the bandit gang, except the bandit boss, the fat baldy, and the woman, rolled their eyes and fell unconscious without any resistance.
As they witnessed Myne's violet power and the condition of their comrades, the remaining three bandits, though still conscious, were utterly terrified. They stumbled and fell to the ground with trembling legs, their horrified faces fixed on Myne.
What kind of power is this? The woman thought, her eyes wide open in shock.
We've picked the wrong target. We're finished this ti. No, I can't die like this. I need to do sothing," The fat baldy muttered as he spun his brain wheels, desperately searching for a way to survive the catastrophe unfolding before him.
Damn! How can soone be so powerful? No wonder there are no guards accompanying the carriage. How can a monster like him need other weaklings to protect him? Damn it, I shouldn't have co here personally without confirming the situation. I was careless.
If I survive today, I'm quitting this job and returning to my village. I'll start farming honestly with my parents and my seven wives, The bandit boss thought fearfully.
While the three most powerful mbers of the bandit gang contemplated how to save their fragile lives in the face of Myne's overwhelming power, Myne himself began harvesting the lives of the unconscious mobs one by one.
To minimize bloodshed, Myne chose to deal with the unconscious bandits with two fireballs each, each the size of an adult male's head. The small explosions continuously echoed through the forest for the next three minutes, terrifying the wildlife and the three unfortunate souls who, despite remaining conscious, were now thoroughly terrified.
They lay on the ground, their legs shaking as they stared at Myne with horrified expressions.
"No, my Lord, please don't kill . It was him who ordered the attack on your carriage. I'm just a commoner forced to work for him to survive," The fat baldy pleaded desperately.
After dealing with the mobs, Myne turned his attention to the three remaining bandits. However, before he could speak, the fat baldy, who had already wet himself out of fear, began begging for rcy. In a desperate attempt to increase his chances of survival, he didn't hesitate to throw the entire pot on his boss's head, whose he had been the main licking dog so mont ago.
"Yes, it was him who attacked you. We had no choice but to obey him because of his power, even though we were reluctant," The woman chid in, following the baldy's lead. She also removed her mask, revealing her beautiful, fair face. It was a universal truth that beautiful won often had an advantage when dealing with n, especially in life-or-death situations.
Although there were always so exceptions, and they sotis had to pay a price with their body in most cases, but in the face of death everything is acceptable.
"You bastards! How could you betray after all I've done for you? B*tch, I saved you from wolves, fed you, gave you a place to stay, and you, you fat bastard, would have died in that shit hole if not for . Yet you two sold out so easily in the face of a little trouble. Damn you traitors!
I'll kill you!" The bandit boss yelled, completely ignoring that his own life was now in soone else's hands.
While the mbers of the bandit gang having their life finally talk, Myne, on the other hand, begins stealing their skills, otherwise, how can he have the patience to listen to their nonsense?
[ Na: Ragnar
LV: 28
Race: Hu
Gender: Male
Age: 27 y/o
Occupation: Boss of the Black Mask Bandit Gang
Title: Night Rider
Status: Angry, Regretful, Scared
[Skill]
Defence Rise
Mitigate
Physics Rise ]
[ Na: Ulfrik
LV: 19
Race: Hu
Gender: Male
Age: 28 ( 42 ) y/o
Occupation: Right-hand man of the Boss of the Black Mask Bandit Gang
Title: None
Status: Regretful, Scared, Hopeful
[Skill]
Vitality Absorption・Large
Probability ]
[ Na: Freydis Firebrand
LV: 36
Race: Hu
Gender: Female
Age: 19 y/o
Occupation: Left-hand woman of the Boss of the Black Mask Bandit Gang, Sole heiress of the Firebrand noble family.
Title: None
Status: Anticipation, Scared, Excited
[Skill]
Absolute Evasion
Strength Rise
Martial Arts: Consecutive Attacks ]
[Night Rider (Positive Title)]
After having sex with a hundred different females continuously for a hundred days, the host will receive this title.
Title effect: 1. Increase stamina by 90%.
2. The chance of impregnating sexual partners increases by 100%.
3. Charm increases by 50%.
Myne, who was in a foul mood, first stole all the new skills from the boss without bothering to examine them closely.
But he still casually glanced at the boss's title, since it is not easy to encounter a person with a title but after reading it in detail, Myne lost his cool out of jealousy, because he himself hardly slept with four girls but now even a random bandit has a complete century that too with a hundred different girls?
What kind of nonsense it is, if not for the fact that he has believed absolutely in his skills, even if soone beat Myne to death he wouldn't believe that the guy in front of him can f*ck hundred different girls.
Next, without uttering a word, Myne pointed his index finger at Ragnar, the boss of the unlucky bandit gang, who was still yelling at his two closest companions and used his Light Beam skill, which he rarely employed.
Myne's index finger emitted a faint glow, and a bright golden beam shot out of it with such speed that it was impossible to follow with the naked eye. It created a fingertip-sized hole in Ragnar's chest.
"Ahhhh..."
Ragnar let out a painful cry, abruptly ending their friendly chit-chat. Freydis, the flat-chested girl, and Ulfrik, the bald man, gasped in shock as they saw a hole in Ragnar's chest, with blood gushing out like a fountain. But their shock didn't end there, as finger-sized holes started appearing all over his body.
Ragnar's cry echoed throughout the entire forest for a full minute before he unwillingly succumbed to his injuries, and said goodbye to the living world.
"My Lord, please don't kill . I am willing to beco your slave, and I also know the location of our boss's hidden treasure where he hides all his wealth. Please have rcy on , I have a family to take care of..."
After witnessing his previous boss's miserable death, Ulfrik was frightened to the core. He quickly kowtowed in front of Myne, begging for rcy in the na of his family, which he knew never cared in reality.
Unfortunately for Ulfrik, if it had been anyone else in front of him, there might have been a glimr of hope after seeing his sincerity. But facing Myne, especially when he was angry, there was no room for rcy. Before Ulfrik could finish his plea, a giant fireball shot towards him, directly blasting his face like a waterlon.
"Do you also have a family to take care of?"
After dealing with the annoying fatty, Myne shifted his gaze to his final target, who was about to speak but fell silent after hearing Myne's indifferent voice.
While Freydis might have been considered a top-class beauty from a normal standpoint, being of noble birth, to a seasoned pervert like Myne, certain physical features, especially those in front, mattered more than facial beauty. After all, during intimate encounters, no one cared about the face.
"I can give you money in exchange for my life," Freydis gritted her teeth and spoke nervously.
"Oh, and what makes you think I can't take your money from your corpse?" Myne asked disdainfully, summoning a giant fireball in his palm, ready to deal with this final nuisance.
"Please listen to . I am from the Firebrand family, one of the three oldest noble families. If you kill , you will never be able to live in peace. It would be better for you to take all my money and let go. I promise I will never tell anyone about this incident. Look, as proof, I also have the official seal of the Firebrand family."
Seeing that Myne was about to attack her, the brave miss from the Firebrand family, who had been wandering outside the capital city for nearly three months in the na of freedom, finally panicked and revealed her identity.
Although doing so ant returning to her ho and being forcibly married to an ugly suitor in the na of the greater good, she was not willing to throw her life away for such a trivial matter. If she stayed alive, she believed she could find a way to change her fate, but if she died, it would all be over.
Hearing Freydis's pitiful threat, Myne simply rolled his eyes at her naivety and casually threw the fireball at her without further ado.
In front of Freydis's unbelieving gaze, the fireball kissed her sweetly and sent her to the afterlife without any errors.
"Tsk, idiot. If I let you go, won't you just return with your father for revenge? You were clearly running away from ho to live with these bandits. It's better to accompany your comrades to another world. Why waste ti with ?" Myne muttered disdainfully as he began cleaning up the battlefield.
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