Blood Elf Monarch

Grrrrrooolll!!! Chiiwwikk!!

Retreating with the backs facing the enemy would always be the worst part of the battle. Not only would the enemy charge at the retreater like a lunatic as they could see the glorious win, the retreater would also be prone to let go of all inhibitions as they could see the horrid defeat.

Hence, it was known in almost any battle that such a particular move was exactly the time where the casualty number was the highest.

In modern day on Earth, such a similar occurrence would normally be followed with the winner giving a restrain and showing mercy.

However, for Tristan and these green-skinned orcs, such a rule was pretty much nonexistent. Hence, the reason for the current sight.

The hundreds of green-skinned Grunts were charging forward simultaneously as they made their way to run down the retreating barbarians. The Grunts in collaboration with the Orc Champions were chasing the barbarians until they were all scattered around the battlefield, lost in the sea of corpses.

As for Tristan, he decided to follow the orcs in their chase but directly aimed for the main prize. He ignored all the other barbarians and gave chase to the one who appeared to be their leader.

That one figure was unassuming at glance, but the figures around him made him conspicuous.

Seeing several blue-tattooed warriors protecting him made Tristan confident in his decision to not let the man go.

Tristan immediately went into gear and jumped to the air before he landed right in front of the man. The man and his bodyguards were so surprised by his sudden arrival that they stopped in their tracks.

Ignoring the hostile gazes that he received from the blue-tattooed warriors, Tristan locked his vision on the man's face. And what he saw surprised him.

Hiding behind such heavy armor and ornaments, the figure that he initially thought of as a man was actually a beauty. A brown-haired woman with attractive features; long curly eyelashes, healthy red lips, and supple cheeks with freckles here and there.

Seeing Tristan and realizing who he was, the woman shouted in anger, "You monster!! What are you?!"

She drew her sword out and took her fighting stances, while the other three blue-tattooed warriors also brandished their own respective weapon. The gazes and demeanor that they were exuding showed they were ready to fight with Tristan.

Tristan glanced at the three blue-tattooed warriors and realized even though they appeared to be fierce, they were hesitating. They were afraid to fight him.

Well, that was to be expected. After all, Tristan's current appearance was truly intimidating.

His entire body from top to bottom was stained with red that left no spot untouched, causing him to look like an incarnation of the devil. Even the sword in his hand was still dripping blood.

Oblivious to his current look, Tristan gave a smile to the attractive woman as he calmly took a small walk circling the group.

The blue tattoo these people had began to glow, as a sign that their boosters were ready to use anytime. Furthermore, Tristan could see that the woman also had the identical spectacle on her neck and cheek, which probably meant that she was also using a similar skill.

"Attackk!!" the woman shouted fiercely as she dashed first, beating her bodyguards.

But before even one step could be taken, one of the blue-tattooed warriors beside her was pierced by a huge sword that was flying out of nowhere and immediately died where he stood.

Unexpectedly, the sudden attack did not even flinch this group of people, instead the woman and the other two warriors became even more courageous. They thought their target to be less threatening when he lost his weapon. Hence, they sped up.

Alas, the difference of strength between the two parties was too far apart.

Tristan easily dodged the lunge the woman sent to him by shifting his body slightly to the left, causing the attack to completely miss its target. And before she could recover her position, he landed a strong blow on her back.

As for the other two, their fate was even more miserable as they didn't even have a chance to launch an attack because Tristan dashed and sent them flying backwards with a punch to the guts.

BAM! BAM! BAM!

The three people were knocked down to the ground, but they quickly got up to their feet and continued their assault towards Tristan.

Seeing this, Tristan smiled as this was exactly what he wanted.

BAM! BAM! BAM!

Loud, percussive-like sound resounded through the air as the woman and blue-tattooed barbarians were beat up by the unarmed Tristan. This time, he decided to test the unarmed skill using his newfound strength.

BAM! BAM! BAM!

A series of dodging, followed by the counterblow; none of them managed to touch Tristan, not with his current battle power. Tristan weaved around the three people, shifting his position every so often while continuing to send attacks of his own.

"The battle is over. You should give up now." Tristan said as he looked at the woman kneeling on the ground. She was punched in the stomach by him, causing her to lose her breath for a split second.

Tristan saw as the woman slowly rose even though he had hit her with a powerful punch. He could see the desperation and frustration in her eyes, but strangely, she still refused to give up. The other two people were also pretty much the same.

"Brave and honorable indeed.. But to continue to fight when there is no hope, that is just plain stupid."

Tristan already felt bored playing with them. Therefore, he decided to end this.

When the three people sent another round of attack to him, Tristan grabbed the two warriors by the neck, each in his hands, and headbutt the woman.

[Fire Touch]

Blazing flame materialized on Tristan's hands, and immediately, it spreaded to the two blue-tattooed warriors. Pained screams were heard as they burned from their neck to their entire bodies. In the end, what was left from them was two blackened bodies.

Seeing this gruesome sight slowly happening in front of her, the woman finally lost all hope as she let go of the sword in her hand.

"Kill me." she said.

Tristan tossed the two bodies aside like throwing out trash and approached the woman.

"Kill you? ...No, no, no.. I have a different plan for you. You, you will teach me everything about your people."

The woman didn't flinch, she spat on the ground and said, "Never!"

Tristan's smile became even wider when he heard that. He then said with a joking tone, "I am afraid I can be a bit too hard to resist, woman."

[Blood Seal]

[Human, Battle Power 56]

[Blood Seal would take 250 Blood Essences to take effect]

[Proceed?]

"Yes… proceed."

Familiar red mist began to come out of Tristan and entered the woman's body. She quickly became shocked as she saw all of this happening.

[You have a successful Blood Seal]

[250 Blood Essences used]

Now, Tristan had another assistant to help him. Though thinking about this, his mind suddenly wandered to Borin, wondering what kind of fate had befell him.

"Hmm.. I do hope he's alright.. After all, he worth a lot of Blood Essences."