Chapter 76 Decisive

Chapter 76 Decisive

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A group of ten stormed out from the forest line, their sickly yellow eyes glowing in the dark. Nine of them rode upon Rotten Wolves, but in the center of those rampaging, two-meter-tall beasts, there was a monstrosity that stood at three.

It had two heads, each fighting over supremacy over which was the rottener of the bunch.

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[Twin-Headed Rotten Wolf (F+)]

[Level: 6]

[Physical: 65]

[Mental: 0]

[Will: 0]

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Even with this being the case, Sylas' focus was on the man... or thing, riding its back.

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[Zurog (FF-)]

[Level: 1]

[Physical: 52]

[Mental: 42]

[Will: 56]

"Everyone," Sylas suddenly said. "Trail me by 20 meters. Don't step into that range until I tell you it's alright."

After saying these words, Sylas shot off.

His Speed was fast, but not as fast as the oncoming troop of Rotten Wolves and gnolls. However, it was just enough to get 20 meters away from the group and clear the broken fences of the village.

Madness.

It rolled out from Sylas like a tide. The Madness Key danced around his neck and his green eyes glowed in the night.

Almost immediately, the Rotten Wolves lost their minds and Sylas' gaze sharpened.

It was just as he thought. The control these gnolls had over these Rotten Wolves was incredibly limited. If they could truly control so much, then why only send six at a time? And if they could control more than six, why only charge forward with ten now?

All but the Twin-Headed Rotten Wolf bucked their riders off, but that wasn't to say that the Twin-Headed Rotten Wolf escaped the fate of Madness. Its Mental and Will were zero, it had no capacity to resist Sylas at all. Instead, Zurog was able to maintain his balance even with the wolf going wild beneath him.

Confusion coloured the yellow eyes of the gnolls as the Rotten Wolves actually began to attack one another and their riders.

Then the Madness hit Zurog. He felt like his mind was being slowly corrupted and his eyes even began to go red for a moment before he managed to shake himself free, the shock even more evident in his eyes now.

A maddened brawl broke out as Sylas kept his distance. There was no use in getting close now and maybe causing one of them to take out their rage on him.

He realized that even when his Madness wasn't strong enough to make people completely lose their minds, it did make it hard for them to focus, and it enhanced their deepest emotions.

Back when his Madness enveloped the group, Alex had just gotten the bone ax from him and his emotions spilled over as though he was ready to anthropomorphize it. Lauren was the most jittery of the group, and she completely shut down.

The more intelligent a creature was, the more specific and unique their reaction to Madness would be—so long as they couldn't resist the effects, that is.

For Rotten Wolves who had no resistance at all, the result was obvious. They didn't even fight as hard as Little and Middle Madness had. They immediately lost what small bits of rationality they had, lashing out at everything that was close to them, even the riders they had only just been allowing to use them.

Zurog realized that it had to be Sylas who was doing this. It was unbelievable to him, but he was intelligent enough to know what he had to do.

Sylas' gaze sharpened as Zurog suddenly swung his battle ax down, severing both heads of his Rotten Wolf and leaping toward his direction.

'Decisive.'