Terra Nova Online: Rise of The Strongest Player

Chapter 618: Birth Of The Deadly Duo

Chapter 618: Birth Of The Deadly Duo

(Leo’s POV)

While Leo’s forces backstabbed the various groups working for the Duke, Leo himself had a particular target in mind to take out.

The target he wished to hunt first was none other than Viscount George and hence, with Dumpy by his side, he scoured the city, searching for his prey.

George wasn’t just any other soldier or noble; he was a key figure in the Duke’s regime, and he was the man currently commanding the highest number of soldiers after Leo in Briarhelm, effectively making him the enemy commander.

If he was defeated, Briarhelm was assured to fall into rebel hands and hence, Leo focused his energy on taking him out.

Unfortunately however, the chaos of ongoing fires and battles within Briarhelm made it difficult for Leo to find George, as it took him a good twenty minutes of constant sprinting to finally spot the man.

When Leo first spotted him, George stood tall and fierce in the middle of a street, leading a small group of elite soldiers as they fought off a band of rebels.

To his surprise, George led his men from the front, fighting shoulder to shoulder with them like a leader should, instead of shouting orders from the rear like a coward.

To Leo, this was an admirable quality, however, it wasn’t admirable enough for him to spare the Viscount’s life.

*SPLAT*

George’s sword flashed in the moonlight as he hacked through the rebels, barking insults to their corpses.

“Worthless scum! Traitors, the lot of you!” he spat, cutting down one rebel with a brutal swing.

“You think you can overthrow the Duke? You’re nothing but rats scurrying in the dark!” He said, as he kicked the dead rebel’s head in anger, unaware that Leo was watching him from the shadows, waiting for his chance to strike.

Unfortunately for the Viscount, he was far too engrossed in the ongoing battle and too confident in his perceived victory, that he became oblivious to the fact that Leo’s forces were already dismantling the Duke’s control over the city from the inside.

“Cowards!” George bellowed as he drove his blade through another rebel, blood spraying across his armor.

“Is this all you can muster? Pathetic!” he asked rhetorically, as one by one, the rebels fell to his sword while being outnumbered and outmatched, but their sacrifice held little weight.

Most of the men George cut down were players—destined to respawn soon—while the NPCs lost in battle on his side were gone forever.

Still, George’s men mirrored his ruthless example, showing no mercy to the rebels as they hacked through their forces with unrelenting force.

George himself led the charge with a vicious determination, his strikes brutal and relentless, setting the precedent for the rest of his soldiers to follow.

Despite watching these events unfold, Leo remained hidden, his eyes narrowing as he saw George deliver the final blow to the last rebel of this wave of enemies, as he stabbed the man through the heart with a swift, brutal motion.

The rebel’s lifeless body crumpled at George’s feet, and the Viscount sneered down at the fallen man, muttering under his breath, “Pathetic fools.”

But George had no time to revel in his victory.

Silent as a wraith, Leo moved forward, unseen and unheard. He slipped through the darkness like a shadow, closing in on his prey with the stealth of a predator.

With his back turned to the battlefield, George assumed his enemies had all been slain, however, this proved to be his biggest mistake.

In one fluid motion, Leo mirrored George’s earlier strike, driving his dagger into the Viscount’s back, right between the ribs, as he killed George with the same move that George killed the last rebel.

*STAB*

The cold steel slid deep within George’s body, piercing George’s heart with precision.

George gasped, his body stiffening in shock, as he helplessly stumbled forward with his eyes wide in disbelief and his breath coming in ragged bursts.

He tried to comprehend what had just happened? His hands twitching, reaching for his sword, but his strength was already draining away.

*Gush*

Twisting the blade, Leo left no chance for the Viscount to survive, as soon George’s legs gave way beneath him, and he collapsed to the ground, lifeless, just as the last rebel had before him.

His vision blurred as his heart pounded its final beats, and unfortunately for him, he never even had the chance to see who had ended his life before darkness claimed him for good.

*Thud*

His body lay motionless on the blood-soaked cobblestones, his eyes still wide open in shock, as his last breath slipped away in silence.

Leo stood over the fallen Viscount, his face a mask of unreadable calm, as without a word, he withdrew his blade from George’s back and wiped it clean on the very tunic George had just used to do the same.

“Traitor! The Baron just killed the Viscount!” one of George’s men cried out, his voice trembling with disbelief as he witnessed his lord fall right before his eyes.

But before any of them could react or move to punish Leo, he vanished into the shadows once again, disappearing as if he had never been there. Panic spread through George’s remaining soldiers as they frantically searched for their lord’s attacker, but Leo was nowhere to be found.

What followed was a silent massacre.

One by one, Leo re-emerged from the darkness, claiming the lives of George’s men with lethal precision, dragging them to the pits of hell without so much as a sound. Each soldier was helpless, unable to stop the phantom-like assassin who stalked them.

Dumpy, who had stood in silent admiration as Leo took down George, now leaped into action, joining his lord father in battle. Using his unmatched agility, the mythical frog darted between soldiers, assisting Leo in taking as many lives as he could.

Together, they annihilated the Viscount’s personal guard unit, cutting through them like reapers in the night.

In total, Dumpy claimed six lives, a small but significant contribution compared to Leo’s devastating tally of forty-two, as in the end, the dangerous duo managed to litter the street with bodies, having left none of George’s men to tell the tale of what happened to their Lord.

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