The game has become a real alternate world-Chapter 133 - 87 Siege_3

As the wild swinging of the club ceased, Alyris seized the opportunity and charged forward with a powerful stomp.

Before the Ogre could react, numerous arrows shot towards his face.

Some pierced his eyelids, stabbing into his mouth and nostrils.

"Ah oh!" he shrieked, wildly swinging his left hand around his face, trying to fend off the enemy’s attack.

At this moment, he was too busy to notice that Alyris had already reached his leg.

Grasping the sword blade with both hands, blood coiled around it.

Red patterns became more tightly entwined with the skin.

A fierce chop downward.

"Ahhhh!"

One of the Ogre’s big toes was brutally chopped off.

The immense pain made the Ogre scream immediately, severely losing balance, and he sat down on the ground, instinctively clutching his injured leg.

...

"These humans are insane." A Centaur occasionally turned around, shooting an arrow from his bow behind him.

Continuously flinging all four hooves, galloping forward.

"Stop, you bunch of shrimps!"

Chasing them from behind were two Ogres.

"Shut your mouth, coward." Raelia ran past him, cursing.

Pulled out a throwing spear from her waist.

"Ha ah!"

With a loud roar, the throwing spear in her hand seemed to be wrapped in flames as she hurled it.

The sound it made while cutting through the air was like a missile.

Its power matched the sound it carried.

It instantly stabbed into the neck of an Ogre, piercing deeply even into the thick, tough skin.

The Ogre immediately howled in pain, standing still, trying to pull the spear from his neck.

Attacking the most vital spot made the Ogre panic.

Who knew another throwing spear was hurled over, this time by Ichard.

Upon realizing arrows weren’t effective against these Ogres, he borrowed a few from the Centaurs.

Being of equal strength and level as the Count’s [War Knight], his powerful force made the spear pierce through the neck effortlessly.

But their main task wasn’t to kill it, but to hold it in place.

After hitting the target, they immediately commanded the Knights to disperse.

The terrified Ogre screamed loudly, crouching down, grabbing a tree trunk from the nearby forest and uprooting it.

He threw the dirt-covered trunk with a powerful swing.

This wasn’t just a random toss; the massive trunk, with great momentum, arced towards several nearby Centaur Rangers.

Only then did everyone realize that the Ogre’s throwing skills were excellent, leaving those few Centaur Rangers unsure how to dodge.

Just as it seemed they would be struck head-on.

A Knight, riding a horse and glowing white, charged in abruptly.

"Watch out!"

He shouted, his body cloaked with white light like a shield.

Leapt down from his horse directly.

Arc through the air, using his body to collide with the descending trunk.

This scene left both the Centaurs and nearby soldiers stunned.

It seemed like a rescue sacrifice.

Moreover, the rescuer was Blake, Ichard’s only son.

Those few Centaurs immediately rushed out, having dodged, while Blake, who took the hit for them, was knocked down straight.

After the Centaurs evaded, they immediately turned back, charging towards the trunk, trying to lift it together.

Raelia and several other Centaurs, having already run over, helped lift the trunk.

The other soldiers and Ichard began defending against the Ogre, diverting its attention.

Who knew that Blake, struck beneath the tree, got up as if nothing happened.

"Thank you." After expressing gratitude, he took quick strides towards his horse, mounted, and rejoined the battle.

Leaving the Centaurs and others behind, standing dazed.

"He...he wasn’t hurt?" A Centaur looked bewildered.

Under such an attack, to remain unscathed and lively enough to continue fighting.

Can he still be considered human?

Even Raelia felt puzzled. Could humans really be this strong?

As a Level Four Centaur Warrior herself, she could sense that Blake wasn’t stronger than she was.

If she had taken that hit, she wouldn’t be dead, but would certainly end up half-crippled.

It would take half a year to recover enough to fight again.

How could anyone take a hit like that, get back on their horse and continue fighting as if nothing happened?

It’s absurd.

Are human constitutions really this strong? This is completely different from what she knows of humans.

But now no one could answer their questions.

"It might be some kind of magic item." Raelia could only suggest.

What else could explain it?

In reality, Blake had glanced at his blood volume.

[Blood Volume: 20/28]

That hit was indeed powerful, directly taking away eight points of life.

Don’t underestimate those 8 points; remember that players have a tolerance for blunt trauma.

Furthermore, life value is the complete conversion of physical vitality into numbers.

Had this been before datafication, half his life would be gone, but Blake’s constitution would at most suffer a fracture-like negative status, truly far from death.

Just unable to fight.

Post-datafication,damage directly deducts life value, not visible on the surface, nor affecting overall status. freёweɓnovel_com

Blake has firsthand experienced the power of being datafied.

As long as the life value isn’t depleted, there are no negative statuses.

When he took that hit, he wasn’t entirely confident in himself. However, he chose to trust Kana, believe in the power Kana bestowed as just as miraculous as he said.

The reality didn’t disappoint him.

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