Blood Elf Monarch

Tristan immediately felt a refreshing sensation coursing through his entire body, to every veins and blood vessels it had. The feeling of familiar power once again could be sensed as he felt his body heating up and could perceive as if the whole body was having a transformation.

[Battle Power increased by 50 points]

[Current Battle Power 100]

When Tristan saw that notification in his mind, he was a little bit disappointed that he did not regain his full battle power, and only managed to gain his previous -still- weakened state. Even so, this mere 100 battle power in Tristan's opinion was more than enough to defeat those two adventurers who challenged him.

Piyo's attention was caught by the sudden beeping sound that came from his little device. When he checked it, his expression turned aghast as he immediately cast his gaze towards Tristan, who was currently smirking at him, or rather, at the two of them.

"He played us, brother! His battle power increased!"

Piyo quickly took off the coat that was covering his body, and Tristan could see there were two small boxes on both sides of his waist. He immediately snapped his two small crossbows into them, and the boxes seemed to attach onto the crossbows.

"Die, you freak!!" shouted Piyo while aiming both crossbows at Tristan.

Seeing the clear intention to attack him, Tristan quickly prepared himself to dodge or block the attacks, depending on the situation. He knew better than to underestimate something that he had no knowledge of, lest he would pay dearly for it.

*swish* *swish*

Two bolts were fired from Piyo's crossbows, wheezing to Tristan at breakneck speed.

Seeing the incoming bolts, Tristan's first instinct was to deflect them away using his claymore, and so he did. Unfortunately, the reality did not go as planned.

Booomm!! Booomm!!

Two eruption of blasts occurred right before Tristan as the fired bolts were unexpectedly the explosive kind. Fortunately, the explosion was only strong enough to push Tristan back a few steps.

"Dammit!! He received the bolts head on and still came out unscathed?!" curse Piyo

Even though he did not receive considerable damage from the bolts, Tristan would not let Piyo get another round of those bolts off. He was lucky that he had a very durable weapon in his hand. He was sure that if the bolts managed to hit his body directly, then he would definitely be injured.

Swish!

Tristan dashed forward at great speed, aiming to land a strike on Piyo. However, Borin who was already expecting his move already stood in front of Piyo with his shield positioned.

Clank!!

Loud metallic sound was heard through the camp as the sword hit the shield. Tristan's blow was quite heavy and it immediately made Borin frown. On the other hand, Tristan was about to put more strength onto the sword when the full-armored man in front of him gritted his teeth and shouted, "Battle art! Strength Up!"

Immediately after, Tristan could feel a significant increase from Borin as the resistance he felt from the shield was stronger than previously. He even sensed that his sword was slightly being pushed back. But unfortunately, it was still cut short to out-strength him.

"So, is this your secret skill?"

Tristan previously was a little worried when he heard that the two brothers have their secret skill. Now, it looked like he worried over nothing. Seeing that Borin was silent, Tristan sighed inwardly and said, "If there's nothing else, I will end this now!"

Borin slowly knelt on the ground as his shield was pushed down by Tristan. Eventually, he screamed in pain before dropping his shield as he was unable to hold the immense pressure he had to withstand.

Tristan swung the sword towards the kneeling man. At the last second, he decided to flip his sword and use the blunt side of the sword to smash Borin, instead of cutting him.

Borin was blasted by the colossal impact of the smash hold, flying backward until his body dropped to the ground. He was no longer moving, probably unconscious.

Now, only the little brother left.

Turning his gaze toward Piyo, Tristan calmly said, "Just give up or you will regret it."

Surprisingly, Piyo once again reloaded his crossbows with the boxes on his waist.

"That thing will not work on me!" shouted Tristan.

Unexpectedly, Piyo smirked at his words, "Yes I know!" he replied as he began aiming the crossbows. But instead of aiming at Tristan, the short guy aimed the crossbows towards the orc younglings that were clustered together.

"Fuxx!!"

Until this moment, Tristan did not realize he had it in him.

Seeing the danger that would befall to those clueless orc kids, he dropped the heavy sword and dashed towards them as fast as he could, all in order to stop the bolts with his body.

BOOOM!!

Smokes and dusts rose to the air as Tristan was thrown to the ground, rolling a few times before stopping right in front of the shocked kids. His body was bleeding, especially the parts where the bolts directly hit.

Looking at Tristan's pathetic state, Piyo laughed. "Hahahha! That's how you fight using your brain!"

Piyo reloaded his crossbows and was about to fire it one more time

When suddenly, a loud sound was heard.

BANG!

Follow by blood splattered on Piyo's head and his body fell to the ground, motionless.

Layla, who took the shot, walked over to Piyo's body and saw part of his head that has a burning hole and his brain splattered all over the ground.

Seeing the lifeless body caused by her own hand brought Layla a mixed feeling. Thus, she cursed in her rage.

"Fight with your brain, my ass!!"

Layla then turned around and approached her brother, who just began to get up. Seeing Tristan's entire body covered in his own blood, she quickly cast the healing spell.

Tristan saw what his sister did, thus he looked at her with a concerned gaze, When Layla slowly said.."Yes brother. I-I killed him... I killed the bastard.."

He could clearly feel Layla's body trembling. Even though she always act tough, Tristan knew this must have shocked her a lot.

"Don't worry, sis. He deserved it." said Tristan, in his attempt to alleviate his sister.

He then turned to Seth and asked, "Are we good, Seth?"

Noticing the cold glint in Tristan's eyes, Seth quickly answered, "Yes, yes! Very good, we are good!"

Barry, on the other hand, already approached the unconscious Borin and tied his body up so that he would not make any trouble when he woke up.

Lastly, Tristan turned around and looked at the 8 orc younglings. With a wry smile, he said.

"Now what should I do with you little orcs?"