Martial Online.



The Death Blade members rushed in their drunken stupor towards the only well in Tonshen Village with their buckets. 

They filled them with water, then rushed back to the main building before tossing the water towards the fire on the second floor.

However, they soon noticed it was like dropping stones in the ocean. It made literally no difference.

"Keep going, fuck!" Jaeger rushed into the building while carrying two buckets filled with water. 

It looked like they weighed a lot, but he managed to carry them all the way up to the second floor without any problem at all.

Splash—the water splashed against the fire and did a very neglectful amount of damage.

It was a depressing sight. 

At this rate, the building would be razed to the ground before dawn.

"Fuck this!" A drunken player tossed the buckets to the ground and gave up trying to put out the fire.

He thought it was a lost cause and that they should just pay for the new house to be built.

Creak—a door that led to the kitchen opened behind him. 

The drunken player turned around and saw a dark-cloaked figure before him with a black sword in hand.

"Huh, who—"

Spurt—the black blade drilled through his chest and heart.

The drunken player looked down at his body and fell backward to the ground. 

He saw his fingertips disappear, and slowly, darkness covered his vision.

[You killed a Player!]

[375 XP Earned!]

Ambrose looked towards the burning second floor, and soon everyone heard screaming.

The drunken player jumped from the second floor with his body on fire. 

The player couldn't feel any pain, but because of his drunken state, he believed that he was being burned alive.

After the drunken player crashed into the floorboard, he stopped moving and vanished into pixels.

[You killed a Player!]

[375 XP Earned!]

'As I thought, I get double kills because when they spawn back, they die by fire. Since that player didn't put in another spawn, he gets sent back to Amaterasu.'

Ambrose traced his finger against the blood-stained black blade and looked at every person in the room. 

They hadn't noticed him yet, as they were screaming in a drunken state.

"He didn't log online, as I remember him sitting beside me during the bonfire..." Jaeger gulped and turned around. 

After his body was turned half-way, his eyes had already turned into saucers, and when he finished turning around, he immediately pulled out his weapon.

His weapon was a one-handed axe with an insignia of a skull on the blade. 

The axe was made of iron and had a sharp edge.

The rest of the drunken players turned around. 

"I-It's you!" Jock screamed and clumsily drew his sword. 

He was still incredibly drunk and could barely see straight!

"Eek!" Welma cried out and hugged her boyfriend, Morris, while trembling in fear.

"A-argh!" Morris took out his sword and growled menacingly. "You..."

All the drunken players pulled out their weapons. 

Their postures were in shambles, as they thought they were seeing three and sometimes four dark-cloaked figures. 

'They are so drunk.' Ambrose thought with a growing smile.

"So, you are the person who is targeting us." Jaeger scoffed and grabbed the one-handed axe so hard that it creaked. "You chose the wrong group to fuck around with!"

"To me, it looks like I chose the right one." Ambrose said, then quickly scanned every person present, and then lowered his hood even lower to completely hide his face.

"Guys, whoever kills him first gets first dibs on the rewards in the upcoming quest." Jaeger said and pointed his axe at the cloaked figure. "Attack!"

"Haaa!" The drunken players shouted their war cry and then rushed forward. 

Most of them moved their weapons over their heads and brought them down while shouting "Basic Slash."

Squeeze—Ambrose grabbed the Black Sword with both hands, then squeezed hard before swinging it sideways at the upcoming weapons. 

He deflected them all with one powerful swing.

The drunken players staggered to the side, feeling their arms go numb. 

They realized the sheer strength difference between them and this dark-cloaked figure.

It wasn't even close!

Ambrose then quickly weaved past the incoming spear stabs before bringing his sword down. 

The black blade slashed through Spearman's shoulder, separating his spear-wielding arm from his torso.

"Aaah!" The Spearman drunkenly shouted, but then a black sword cut through his throat, silencing him. 

The Spearman died on his knees, but seconds later, he spawned in the middle of the fire.

Without even having time to scream, he was burned till nothing was left.

Ambrose quickly jumped backwards, dodging the incoming swords, but then several notifications appeared in his peripheral vision.

[You killed a Player!]

[375 XP Earned!]

[You killed a Player!]

[375 XP Earned!]

[LEVEL UP!]

[Level 32 -> 33]

'Nice.' Ambrose thought, but suddenly an incredibly quick axe strike landed on his waist. 

His eyes widened in shock, and then he saw the grinning face of Jaeger. 

He was like a lumberjack, and Ambrose was the tree.

"Ugh!" Ambrose was sent hurling across the room. 

He crashed into a wall and fell to the floor, dazed.

[-65 HP!]

[HP: 225/290]

'He did that much damage to me even though all the damage I suffer gets halved. He is indeed dangerous.' 

Ambrose wiped the blood off his lips and stood right back up. 

But then he noticed that he was surrounded by ten players—one of them being Jaeger.

'My attack should have brought his health almost to zero. He doesn't look to be a tank, which means he should be on his last legs.' Jaeger thought quickly, using his wide amount of fighting and game knowledge.

However, he couldn't possibly know about Ambrose's upgraded class—Suicide Swordman, which gave him 100 extra health and also made it so that most of the damage gets nullified.

"Boss, can I deliver the final hit?" Jock asked with bloodshot eyes. "I want my revenge."

"Sure, if you can." Jaeger stepped aside and let his second-in-command deliver the final blow. 

However, he still knew that the dark-cloaked figure would fight back like a wounded dog.

"Before I kill you, I am going to take off your hood and see how you look. You think you can hide behind that hood? No, no, no, I will find out how you look and hunt you down again!"

Holding his sword with one hand, Jock lifted his sword high in the air and then took a powerful step forward. 

He twisted his waist, rotated his shoulder, and then brought the sword down with all of his strength behind it.

Even during his drunken state, he could still perform skills flawlessly. 

This was his personal skill, modified after Basic Slash.

"Killer Slash!" Jock screamed his heart out even though no one could hear him.

"Basic Parry." Ambrose lifted his black sword and parried the so-called Killer Slash with almost zero effort. 

His hand slightly shook, signaling that Jock's attack was quite powerful. 

However, in a battle of strength, he was no match for Ambrose.

"E-eh?" Jock whispered to himself in shock. "H-how."

"Jock, back off!" Jaeger screamed and rushed forward to try to save his second-in-command. 

He lifted his one-handed axe and brought it down towards Ambrose's head.

Ambrose quickly grabbed Jock by the collar and moved it in the way of the axe. 

The one-handed axe chopped through Jock's shoulder, leaving him stunned and surprised.

"Shit!" Jaeger cursed.

Ambrose moved his black sword and drilled it through Jock's heart. 

He then threw his body away, and while in midair, Jock turned to pixels and vanished.

[You killed a Player!]

[450 XP Earned!]

And a few seconds later, a scream resounded from the second floor.

[You killed a Player!]

[450 XP Earned!]

Ambrose's dull blue eyes and Jaeger's angry eyes locked gazes. They then raised their weapons and smashed them at each other.

When the black blade and axe collided, sparks flew out of the blades and scattered across the room.