"What the fuck Blood God? Why are you behaving so dirty and cheap like this? Don’t you have anything else to do in this fucking place? It’s a brand new place, goddamn it. Why don’t you go and explore it and find some treasures? Everybody inside is dead like us. You are the only King here. Why don’t you just go and take everything?!" Magicaa screamed in horror.
"Please, man, we’ve got nothing left! Every time we spawn, you drain us dry like cattle. You don’t need us anymore! Just... just leave us the fuck alone!" Another one shouted.
"This isn’t even PVP anymore! You’re spawn camping like some goddamn troll. We don’t have any drops. Our levels have already been squished beyond recovery. So what the fuck are you doing this for? You think trampling on us like this makes you strong? All you’re proving is that you’re a fucking asshole! Bastard! Just stop it!"
"Who does spawn camping like this anymore? Please. Please. Please. Stop."
"What is the point of all of this? Just fucking let us go!"
"You are just bullying us at this point, damn it!"
"Please. I will do anything you ask for. You can even cuckhold me by sleeping with my two girls. I will give you everything. Just please stop!"
"I will give you my girls, my mother, and my sister! Please just please. I am begging you. Please."
While many started screaming and shouting for mercy, literally begging for their lives, the black robed man who was supposedly the wyrm’s master, Aurex, and the Chinese woman still had a lot of fight left in them.
Aurex looked completely broken, and yet every time Damon killed him, the man never once begged for his life or complained about pain. Even Damon had to admire someone like that.
The same went for the black robed guy. He was raging every single time and came at Damon with everything he had, no matter how many times Damon killed him. Though in this situation, Damon doubted whether he was doing this with a sound mind or not. It was almost like the guy was on autopilot or something, programmed to simply fight no matter what.
The guy clearly had some sort of skill that allowed him to use his beast’s skill, or maybe partially use his beast abilities, or maybe something went wrong when he tried to merge his wyrm with the abyssal essence. Damon was sure of it because right at this moment, both he and his wyrm were madly rampaging.
Besides the effect Damon’s poison had on the wyrm, there were also many things wrong with it. It looked like the mutation this time with the abyssal essence had not gone very well for the beast, which made it a lot more vulnerable than the mutated fire wyrm he had faced back in the blood hall siege battle.
Damon was not complaining. Even with his poison doing the majority of the work and slowly wearing it down, along with the help of the abyss itself, fighting against a wyrm was still a lot.
The beast lunged again, jaws wide, abyssal fire boiling in its throat. Damon’s crimson eyes gleamed as he crouched low, coiling like a spring.
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