What ca after a Druid's advancent? Ethan had no idea.
In his past life, across four years, he had never once heard of a successful Druid class transition.
Shrugging off the thought, he equipped his God of Slaughter title and flexed his Panther Form, moving with effortless agility.
He shifted between different stances, testing the limits of his body, weaving in and out of movent seamlessly.
At one point, he even started ssing around.
Fighting with moves that shouldn't even count as attacks.
Like now—
With a casual flick of his tail, he whipped a player's legs out from under them. The guy crashed to the ground hard, and sohow took damage.
Ethan blinked.
'Wait. That worked?'
Sure, it wasn't much, but that was just a tail swipe!
Chuckling, he finished the poor bastard off with two basic claw strikes. Then, leaping into the air, he landed directly on another player's shoulders, his hind legs locking around their neck.
Before they could react, his claws flashed…
Throat slit.
The mont he hit the ground, he kicked off with his back legs, sending another enemy flying as they tried to run.
His movents were fluid, perfectly instinctual.
A true hunter at work.
And Ethan? He was feeling himself. But to Slashblade and the others watching? It looked like sothing else entirely.
"That… that's a Druid?" Skyblade stared, his brain struggling to comprehend what he was seeing.
Even Slashblade, normally unshakable, wore an expression of pure disbelief.
"Slash, you recording this?" asked SeraphWarrior, eyes locked on the action.
"Of course I am," Slashblade muttered.
SeraphWarrior exhaled in relief. "Good. Because this is the mont Boss shuts everyone up."
People had always mocked him.
Called him a bug abuser, a player with zero real skill, relying only on exploits.
Now?
'Let's see what they had to say after this.'
anwhile, atball practically had stars in his eyes. It was Pure admiration.
"…Should we help?" Skyblade asked, gripping his weapon.
Slashblade scoffed. "Help? Are you blind? Look at him. Boss is having the ti of his life."
Besides—
There were barely any enemies left.
And the fact that Slashblade just casually called Ethan 'boss'?
Yeah.
Skyblade and SeraphWarrior definitely noticed. He wasn't the type to casually refer to anyone with such honorifics. They exchanged knowing glances, but before either could comnt, Slashblade scratched his nose.
"What're you two looking at? Just enjoy the damn show—oh, nice combo! Smooth. Real smooth."
And yeah, their attention did snap back to the fight. Because Ethan had switched things up again. Now, he wasn't just relying on Panther Form.
The last remaining Blade Syndicate player had gotten a head start, sprinting away. Ethan transford mid-run.
Night Owl Form.
With a flick of his feather, he cast Bramble Bind.
He preemptively cast it half a ter in front of the fleeing target. The mont they stepped on it, the vines snapped tight.
This guy was smarter than the others.
Instead of panicking, he imdiately drew his sword and started hacking at the brambles. But Ethan had already shifted back to Panther Form, rapidly closing the distance.
And the second the vines were destroyed—
Bear Form.
The guy barely had ti to process it before Ethan charged.
Boom!
The force of the impact pinned them in place.
[Charge] activated! Target immobilized. 15 Rage.
Now for the finisher.
Swipe.
[Maul] activated!
The massive bear rose onto its hind legs. Ethan brought both paws down, directly on the player's skull, bursting his head like a rotten fruit.
Blood splattered across his furred chest, streaks of red and yellow painting the coarse hair.
He exhaled. Yeah. That felt right.
As he suspected, none of his bear skills ntioned dealing direct damage. But if you knew what you were doing? You didn't need a damage number to kill soone.
Just likeSeraphWarrior, who loved decapitating people, Ethan had his own style.
And right now? He was just getting started.
Ethan was getting the hang of it. And it showed. His excitent was barely contained as he moved effortlessly through the chaos.
Minutes later—
He edited his third post on the ga's official forums.
This ti, he added a new video beneath the previous one.
With a simple caption:
Ti: 22:29. Kills: 78
And the Renegade Alliance Five were still going.
The numbers kept rising, and every ti Ethan updated the post with another kill count and another video.
The entire player base was left in shock.
"Renegade Alliance… these guys are insane."
Was this even real?
Players couldn't forget how Renegade Alliance had declared war the mont they left the Starter Zone. Their first guild battle igniting a server-wide conflict.
But after that? Things had been quiet.Until now.
Until Blade Syndicate made the mistake of mocking them, assuming Renegade Alliance had gone soft after their guild master disappeared for ten whole days.
And then, today happened.
The mont NotADruid, the most-renowned rising star of the ga, ca back online…
He was already level 22.
Instantly reclaiming the #1 spot on the level leaderboard.
The rumors of cheating spread again, people accused him of using exploits, hacks, hidden chanics. But then, the videos dropped.
And suddenly, the entire forum fell silent. No one spoke. Because what they saw, was sothing they had never imagined possible
A Druid… using what looked like martial arts.
A one-man slaughterhouse.
People were already blown away when they saw SeraphWarrior's clean executions in the first video, his flawless decapitations leaving enemies crumpled before they even realized what happened.
But then they saw Ethan. And the conversation ended. Because no one could say shit anymore.
anwhile, Marcus Skeiner was losing his mind.
He had taken bribes to slow down Renegade Alliance, confident that Ethan's 10-day absence had made him irrelevant.
In his head, even if Ethan ca back, he'd be so far behind that he wouldn't matter anymore.
But reality?
Not only was Ethan still on top, he had a 7-level lead over Blade Syndicate's strongest players.
There was a very real chance that, at this mont, Ethan was the highest-leveled player in the world.
And that wasn't even the worst part.
Marcus Skeiner couldn't understand how Ethan's damage and defense were this high.
What kind of gear did he have?!
What kind of build was this?!
Of course, what Marcus Skeiner didn't know, was that Ethan's armor wasn't even fully equipped.
His ridiculous stats ca from a few 30 enhanced pieces, nothing more.
And now, the five of them had turned this entire war upside down.
The mont Ethan posted those videos to the official forums, marcus Skeiner had lost control of the narrative. He had gone from hunter to hunted.
And now?
He was stuck.
If he attacked, he wouldn't even know where to find them. If he retreated, the humiliation would be permanent.
Renegade Alliance would never let him live it down. His entire guild would be labeled as the 1,500-man army that got chased away by just five players. His entire career would be finished.
There was only one way forward.
Find them.
Kill them.
Erase this humiliation.
Marcus Skeiner clenched his jaw. He issued the order. "Lock down the entire Larson Basin. No one gets in or out."
His 7,000 guild mbers, all called to one place.
"I don't care how strong they are. I don't care what tricks they pull. With this many people, we'll turn the whole damn map upside down if we have to. They can't hide forever. "
anwhile—
Ethan and his team kept striking. With every ambush, the kill count soared. By the ti Ethan updated the forums again, the number had reached 570.
An entire third of Blade Syndicate's reported participants had been wiped out. By five players. And the craziest part? Out of those 570 kills, Ethan alone was responsible for over 400.
Back at the Starter Zone—
The Renegade Alliance recruits were losing their minds. Soone shouted in the guild chat—
"What the hell are we doing just standing here?! Guild leader is out there fighting for us, and we're just sitting here like cowards?!"
Another voice cut in—
"We have over 200 people there! What are they waiting for? A personal invitation?!"
"You guys seriously call yourselves part of this guild?! Guild leader is out there getting revenge for all of us, and you're just gonna sit here and watch?!"
More and more voices joined in. Soon, the entire chat was filled with outraged ssages.
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