I may be a fake warrior
5 Stop! This is not a battle

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"This is?"

"This is the badge of a kin. We used to be the kin of a certain god.”Peter told him about his past. "But we didn't protect our Sovereign, and we were expelled.”

The so-called 'god's family' was the faction of the immortal. For example,'Zeus' spawns 'meant' the kin of Zeus.' There were also people who called it the so-and-so sect.

Joining a family was equivalent to becoming a family of immortals.

Once the gods decided to live like humans and other highly intelligent creatures in the lower realm-it was said that there was a rule among the gods that they could not use the omnipotent 'divine power'. Other than food, clothing, and accommodation, they also needed money.

Although there were some gods who liked to work, most of them just wanted to have fun all day. In order to allow themselves to eat, drink, and play as they pleased, these immortals decided to borrow the power of the people of the lower realm.

People from the lower realm who joined the family clan could receive grace.

The gods would ask these people to do something or make money for themselves.

This might be too direct, but in other words, immortals depended on the members of their spawns to support themselves.

However, to the people of the lower realm, the benefits of grace could not be ignored. As long as they received grace, anyone would become able to defeat low-level monsters.

If one wanted to become famous, become rich, and obtain all kinds of things, becoming a follower of a god was the best shortcut.

Of course, everyone had different talents, and it was the same for all the spawns. There were powerful ones, weak ones, good at doing business, and good at forging. Every spawn was different.

Becoming an adventurer did not only depend on one's own hard work, but more importantly, one had to find a good spawn, or a good god. This was because they could go further, see more, and gain more.

Peter told Wu Ming all this. When Wu Ming asked him why he told him this, Peter's answer was,""Because I can see my past shadow in you. As a senior, I don't want to see such a cute junior like me. Although I don't regret becoming Lord God's spawn, I hope you can go further.”

…These people are really good people, even though I don't have any intention of becoming a god's family. My main task is to quickly go through the first and second sleep of my class.

Wu Ming still had such leisurely thoughts. Happy and salted fish were the most important things every day!

During this period, Wu Ming carefully inquired about the adventurers and the underground city from Peter, constantly satisfying his curiosity. He did not know how long it had been.

"A creature is approaching." Wu Ming was the first to notice the abnormality. Because he cultivated the power of wind, Wu Ming was very sensitive to the movement of the air around him.

"Where is it?"

"Over there. It's right there." Hearing Peter's question, Wu Ming stuck his head out of the carriage and pointed at a small forest not far away. Because they were hidden in the forest, their vision was not good and they could not see any movement. Even so, no one questioned it.

"What should we do?"

"If they didn't attack us, then ignore them!”Just as they were talking loudly, there was movement in the forest, and monsters gradually appeared.

There were more than ten creatures that were about the height of children and a few large monsters.

The smaller one was a goblin. Its standard of living was similar to that of the RPG novels and fantasy novels of the Central European era. It had a flat nose on its crooked face, two protruding fangs in its bloody mouth, and bright brown skin.……It was still a familiar look and smell.

How should he put it? Although he had seen it many times in the past, he still felt that it was a little painful to the eyes.

There were a few giant creatures, each about 300 centimeters tall. Because his face looked a little like a pig, he looked a little demented.

His muscular arms were almost touching the ground. He was holding a stick that was used to cut trees. His body was very smelly, and it was as if he could smell it even from such a distance. -- It should be a monster called the Orc.

Although there was some distance between them, it was enough to sense hostility from their ugly faces.

"…There are a lot of them. Looks like we can't avoid the battle."

"En, that's right. Although it was still a little inferior to the monsters in the Dungeon, it was still a little troublesome.”

"Sorry for the trouble, everyone!" The adventurers who had accepted the task of guarding the carriage, including Peter and the others, held their weapons and jumped off the carriage one after another!

Abel raised the string of the synthetic longbow until it made a squeaking sound. Pa! The bowstring sliced through the air, and the arrow shot out in a straight line, landing ten meters away from the goblins.

He had thought Abel was a spearman with E Luck, but he was an archer.

The goblin scoffed at this mistake.

It was mocking the shot that was off target. Of course, Abel could also test the speed of the wind around him. After all, the wind speed had a great impact on the bow.

The violent nature of the monsters in the goblins 'bodies was over-inflated, so they shouted together and charged at the convoy with all their might. The orcs followed suit.

Their desire to kill had reached a point where they forgot themselves. Not only did they not line up, but their minds had also turned blank.

Abel smiled after confirming this.

"Take this!" Abel shot another arrow. This arrow didn't miss like before. It didn't pierce through the first Goblin, but the Goblin at the back. The Goblin staggered a few steps before collapsing to the ground and dying.

The monster was getting closer and closer to Abel, but Abel didn't feel nervous at all. Because he believed that even if the enemy came to his side, there would be someone to protect him.

Goblins were very agile, but Orcs had long strides, so their speed was about the same. Therefore, the Orcs with better footwork were in front and the Goblins were behind.

However, this was enough. The distance between them was getting closer and closer. The orc raised his staff.

It was like a gust of wind. Peter waved the sword in his right hand, and the silver-white light shadow slashed diagonally from top to bottom, as if it had cut through space.

One hit kill. Even with the burly figure of a beastman, he could not escape the fate of being split into two.

Then, Peter raised the round shield in his left hand and used a heavy blow to stun the goblin closest to him. Then, Peter immediately turned around and used another two-hit combo.

The strategy was simple but effective. It was not just the difference in strength, but also the difference in skill.

"…So powerful." Someone exclaimed in a low voice. It was clearly audible on the silent battlefield.

Originally, Wu Ming thought that if they were not careful, they might really fall here.

However, it turned out that Wu Ming was overthinking things. Even a dabbler like Wu Ming who had never experienced battle could see how powerful they were.

" But it's so slow…"

Do you know what the power of speed is? When you attack with one move, not only can I use one move to dodge, but I can also use another move to slap you.

If Peter's real strength was only as much as he showed now, Wu Ming could show him the power of speed.

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