Chapter 49: Natural Born Tanker

Chapter 49: Natural Born Tanker



At that moment, a shield appeared in the path of the sword, and loud explosions sounded as the two objects collided.

SMASH!

"Argh!" Adam's knees bent, and he was almost forced to sit on his knees, but he was barely able to hold back the enormous sword that threatened to crush him.

'How did he block that?!' Ramon thought to himself, in shock.

The attack looked far too powerful. It was supposed to go straight through the shield and smash Adam in one blow, but somehow Adam managed to stop it.

'Its sword is huge, and Kuruma's frame is as big, making everyone think it is a super powerful monster.' Adam grinned through pain, and then, with shocked gasps from nearby players, he pushed the sword back.

'It has no technique whatsoever. It is still a mindless creature, just swinging its sword around. Therefore, it can't use all the power that is stored in its body!'

At that moment, Kuruma lifted its heavy sword and started smashing it down repeatedly on the shield that was barely holding up.

The shield's durability started decreasing at a steep speed.

Adam blocked the sword and then let it slide down the shield. Then he stepped forward and rammed straight into Kuruma, knocking him a step backwards.

His impressive defensive capabilities surprised all the onlookers-even Ron and the Handlers in the control room watched the fight with wide eyes.

It was clear that Adam wasn't an amateur!

He was the Lead Tanker of Star Faction-one of the biggest factions in the history of Mortal Online. He was considered one of the greatest Tankers to have ever lived, but his lack of level didn't make him the absolute greatest.

Because he was often fighting enemies that were higher leveled than him, he learned ways to battle against stronger foes. This was why he was able to fight against Kuruma on equal ground.

In this new life, he had yet to go all-out.

"I'll attract its aggro!" Adam shouted loud enough for everyone to hear. "Keep your distance and be ready to attack when its defense is down!"

The players nodded their heads and took their positions on the sidelines.

...

"He would be an excellent Tank." Dakota, leaning against the wall, said while looking at the screen. "Great innate talent. He knows how to perfectly absorb his enemy's attacks and redirect the damage."

"Tanks are considered meatshields, but they are also the protectors of the party's most important members." Ron said and then smiled. "They're also the real 'leaders' of any party, as they have the responsibility of keeping everyone alive and in line during battles."

"They are lucky that they have someone like Adam with them." Dakota said. "Donald is good and all, but he doesn't have a presence great enough to make everyone listen to him. Adam uses his strength to command respect."

Muriel watched the screen with admiration. She had handled many different players with unique personalities, but Adam stood out as a true leader.

'Strong doesn't follow the weak; the weak follow the strong to become strong...'

He hadn't fully recovered from using Little God against Nick and the others from his group. Therefore, doing it again, caused a significant health drop.

"W-what..." Ramon whispered in shock, sharing the same look with other players. "He never went all-out against me? What is this..."

...

"What the fuck was that?" Ron shot up from his seat, his eyes widening in disbelief. "That speed, how?"

Dakota looked surprised. "Not only was he fast, his accuracy was insane. As he was about to get slashed by the sword, he jumped in the air, slashed through Kuruma's neck, and avoided colliding with Kuruma by rotating his body mid-air. None of that was by accident!"

Ron said with a serious look. "I can still easily track him with my eyes, and I've seen hundreds of mercenaries move as fast as him, or even faster, but those are all veteran mercenaries. Adam is only Coinfeeder!"

"I have only worked here for two years, but during that time, I haven't seen anyone like him." Dakota said with a sense of awe and admiration in her voice.

"Ron." Muriel walked over to him while hugging the clipboard against her chest. "We need to

talk."

Ron looked at her and nodded. "I know what you're about to say. Still, let's talk."

Muriel nodded and looked to the screen, a small smile rising on her lips.

...

Kuruma fell down on its knees and tried to stop its neck from bleeding. Its health had already

dropped to 70 percent.

"Attack!" Adam ordered it with a powerful shout.

The players flinched and then nodded. Then, from every possible angle, they started raining

Kuruma with blows and attacks. The armor cracked and shattered, revealing the vulnerable

creature beneath.

The health slowly dropped, and soon it reached the 50 percent mark.

At that moment, Adam quickly shouted. "Retreat, now!"

No one questioned why, and everyone followed his lead, sprinting away from the dangerous

creature.

Kuruma stayed on its knees, and it wasn't moving an inch. Its armor was cracked and falling apart. It looked like it was easy to kill, as it wasn't moving an inch. Adam covered his upper body with his round shield and took a low stance.

'Here it comes...'