Spare Me, Great Lord!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Please come and help us!”

“Please!”

Despite their use of polite expression, Lu Shu had no interest in helping them at all. Rather, he was more inclined towards the gargoyles…

Lu Shu’s inaction prompted the three Collection of Gods members to repeat again in English, “Help! Please!”

His initial plan was to observe the gargoyles’ attacking techniques and Collection of Gods Practitioners’ cards. But an unintended glance over his back startled him, countless gargoyles were quickly approaching at the same time!

When did this happen? Lu Shu had been busy running without looking back at all.

He immediately rushed down from the black rock, shouting at the top of his lungs in Japanese, “Don’t worry! I’m coming to save you!”

Finally, all the efforts spent on learning Japanese proved worthwhile, though his head-twisting gourd had become a pile of useless scraps.

In the past, he spent hours practicing the language and even trained his oral skills from locally-made videos and movies.

His native accent, coupled with the dim lighting that blurred his appearance in the distance, convinced the Collection of Gods members that he was one of them. However, when they turned to Lu Shu amidst the combat, the throngs of gargoyles behind him seized them in terror…

Heck!

Their faces turned ashen. What a bloody idiot, he will kill us all!

“From Tsuruta Kouhaku’s distress, +999!”

“From Satou Toyosato’s distress, +999!”

“From…”

Meanwhile, Lu Shu was still shouting as he ran, “Stay calm! I’m coming!”

But the three took on their heels without hesitation. How could they possibly win?! Leave the moron to the gargoyles as he wished!

They exchanged a look with one another, and a strategy was formed at once. Lu Shu would be the bait, while they fled as fast as they could. The sheer number of gargoyles was indeed beyond their capabilities.

Moreover, they were unsure whether the new kid was a friend or foe, though his native pronunciation seemed to suggest no other possibilities. However, survival was always the top priority before internal unity. If there had been a chance, they would certainly have saved the newcomer’s life. But now, only more lives would be lost had they all come forward recklessly.

This logic somehow relieved the guilt in their mind…

Rushing forward, Tsuruta Kouhaku commanded, “No words of this to the organization. Understood?”

“Yes, Sir!” a reply sounded from behind.

All three of them were startled as the voice did not come from any one of them. Following its source, they saw Lu Shu grinning widely, his teeth showing, “Gomen-nasai!”

“From Tsuruta Kouhaku’s distress, +999!”

“From Satou Toyosato’s distress, +999!”

“From…”

The sincerity therein stunned Tsuruta Kouhaku for a long moment…

Without hesitation, he thrust his katana towards Lu Shu, but the latter seized the blade between his fingertips and snatched it away with a swing of his arm. The sword was already out of Tsuruta’s grip before he could react…

Then, they could only stare as Lu Shu dashed off with the katana in his hand. In their gaze, the lone man was disappearing over the horizon, sending up a few gargoyles along the way. Cracks started to form on rocks in which gargoyles hibernated, ready to unleash the devils within anytime…

Game over…

“Why is he so fast…” Satou Toyosato said in desperation.

“I’ve never seen him. He’s not one of us!” enmity flashed across Tsuruta Kouhaku’s eyes. They would not survive the day!

What was unexpected was that this time it was way more dangerous than any previous remains. Even creatures at the peripheral region were of Class D!

Just when they were about to accept their fate, Lu Shu turned back. Satou Toyosato swung his katana towards Lu Shu, but his sword was taken away too…

It was a breeze with unmatchable strength and speed. Satou Toyosato’s attack action looked like he was offering his sword.

But they did not stop on their feet. Lu Shu cast his gaze to the third man, as if saying, your turn to hack me. Now! Quick! Just do it…

“From Tsuruta Kouhaku’s distress, +999!”

“From Satou Toyosato’s distress, +999!”

“From…”

Tsuruta Kouhaku almost choked on his anger. What a jerk!

He even returned specifically for the remaining swords!

The third person hesitated for a long while. It was his first time to not dare to attack despite his burning urge…

During that short period of time, they had made a significant contribution in distress points to Lu Shu…

Dissatisfied with the long wait, Lu Shu took action to seize the sword himself. With a pool of starving divine water to feed, Lu Shu was also a victim of life’s pressures! Anyway, he would not want to stuff his upgradeable magical weapon with grass if the situation permitted.

Eying Lu Shu’s receding figure, the three of them were now totally despondent.

Having reached a safe distance, Lu Shu turned to observe the battlefield carefully.

Like ravenous vultures, two dozen gargoyles were circling in the sky. In the next instant, the pack hurled themselves at their vulnerable prey.

It was only until then did Lu Shu have a good look at their razor-edged claws. Then, each of the gargoyles’ heads split at the center, turning into a giant mouth lined with irregular sharp teeth like a saw.

However, it seemed that the three Japanese had no other trump cards besides some body tricks and the stolen katana.

In his last attempt, Satou Toyosato raised a hand against a gargoyle and emitted a thunderbolt from his palm. Surprisingly the man was both a Practitioner and a Metahuman. But his attack seemed totally ineffective on the gargoyle!

Lu Shu was shocked by their resistance against magical attack. If that was the case, how about those element-type Metahumans?

But a second thought revealed another possibility. It might still be effective to convert elements into physical attacks such as water blades.

The three fought till their last breath, they were eventually torn up and swallowed by the monsters. Then, the gargoyles soared into the sky again and aimed straight at Lu Shu.

Having gathered enough information, Lu Shu sent out both Corpsedog and Concealed Arrow without further hesitation. When Concealed Arrow sliced through a gargoyle’s leg, there was no sign of pain nor fear like terracotta soldiers, and no record of any distress points.

They had neither souls nor consciousness, but an inborn bloodlust.

But another noteworthy point was that, in accordance to their strong magical resistance, their physical defense was weak. To their Class D speed and strength, the damage that Lu Shu’s daggers dealt was equivalent to that on Class E’s.

Corpsedog penetrated the skulls of the gargoyles, which all collapsed into a pile of crumbs.

It was a slaughter in cold blood. It was inferno, where no one was spared in the doleful wailing.

By that time, such Class D gargoyles were not Lu Shu’s opponents regardless of their number. He summoned his divine water from the Seal of Lands and eroded the three katanas one by one.

“Why are gargoyles armless? Such a disappointment!” Lu Shu sighed.