Chapter 10: turmoil 2
[Name]: Rob
[Strength]: Wall
[Speed]: 25
[Flexibility]: 30
[Talents]: None
[Traits]: None
[Skills]: Stab (Level 4), Rabbit Leap (Level 7)
[History]...[Strengths]... [Weaknesses]...
"Oh!"
"This Rob isn't that bad... What about the ones behind him?"
[Rabbit Soldier]
[Strength]:Normal
[Speed]:10
[Flexibility]:15
[Talents]:None
[Traits]:None
[Skills]:None
"Hmm..."
I looked at the information in front of me in surprise... It was all too ordinary. The army commander is just a trainee—perhaps a noble or a novice warrior—while the rest of the troops are merely ordinary citizens who know nothing about warfare.Even their stats are noticeably low, and it seems they haven't fully awakened their potential yet. Well...I don't care too much about that.
I glanced at my skills and began reviewing them:
[Strength] [Purple Skill] {When using the"Strength" skill, the user's physical damage is tripled.}
> [ Fast as light ] [Red Skill]:
{When activated, the user's speed doubles to 200% of their original speed}
[Healing] [White Skill: Holy Category] {When using the skill,the user is enveloped in a holy layer of golden light that heals all physical injuries.}
[Summon Skeleton] [Black Skill: Death Category] {When activating the skill,the user summons a skeleton from the underworld. Current skeleton level:1.}
After a moment's thought, I realized these skills were perfect for prolonged battles: speed and attack complemented each other, healing provided necessary support, and the skeleton was a reliable guardian to watch my back. An ideal combination of strength,support, and teamwork... exactly what I had been hoping for.
I quickly scanned my surroundings to make sure no other gates were about to open. I found nothing, which motivated me to move forward into my first battle... without worrying about any interference.
Only a few minutes remained until the gate shattered, so I headed toward the rubble to search for a weapon. I found an iron rod with a sharp end, about a meter long. That wasn't enough—I might need a backup weapon—and soon after, I found a small kitchen knife... perfect as a secondary tool.
Armed with my weapons, I advanced toward the gate, stopping just a short distance away, staring intently at the small army in front of me.
All I faced was Rob's arrogant and disdainful gaze. I couldn't help but smirk sarcastically, then sat down on a pile of rubble, waiting for the moment they would emerge.
...
After about four minutes, cracks began to spread across the surface of the gate, and the sound of shattering echoed in my ears like war drums. My temperature rose,and blood boiled in my veins... I felt like I was about to experience the most important moment of my life.
I stood up, gripped the iron rod, and assumed a ready stance.
*Crack!*
The surface of the gate shattered bit by bit, and Rob's expression suddenly turned frenzied. I saw a clear thirst for blood and killing in his eyes.I swallowed hard but did not retreat, clinging instead to my confidence in my newfound strength.
*Crash! Collapse!*
The face of the gate completely collapsed, and the entrance was now open. Rob stepped forward first,like a messenger delivering a message or a general preparing to give a speech...
But I wasn't the type to wait for speeches. I raised the iron rod, planted my feet firmly, and shouted:
"[Fast as light!]"
I disappeared from his line of sight in an instant, focusing all my strength on speed alone to reach him before he realized what was happening. I knew rabbits had very fast reflexes, perhaps even rivaling cats, but they could be countered if I utilized the element of surprise.
I moved so fast that my image became blurred, veering toward the right side of the gate where Rob was glancing disdainfully at my previous position, unaware that I was now just a step away from him.
Upon reaching him, I channeled all my strength into the hand holding the rod and shouted:
"[Strength!]"
The rod shot toward his head, and for the first time, I saw a flicker of fear in his eyes. But Rob did not give up.He quickly drew his sword, attempting to block the attack. However, I grabbed his sword with my left hand and forcefully pulled it from his grip, then continued the thrust without hesitation.
*Crunch!*
The rod pierced through Rob's head and emerged from the other side...