Chapter 119 The wrath of the pack

Chapter 119 The wrath of the pack

For a moment, Alex wondered if the pack would even attack, seeking revenge for their champions.

But those thoughts washed away the moment he saw their faces and eyes flicker with rage, like a switch had just been flicked inside them and all of their previous shock, fear and horror had been replaced with a spartan rage.

Now, thirty or so beasts, driven by fury and grief over their fallen comrades, encircled Alex. They moved with predatory grace, not even releasing any guttural sounds like they did when their two comrades were fighting. Only an eerie silence permeated the air.

These beasts were relatively weaker than their two champions competing for the position of Alpha. The majority of them being E to E+ rank, with the exception of two D- rank beasts.

But all of them were still Mutant class beasts, so Alex had to be extremely careful in this fight.

Instantly, the first wave of attacks came fast. Alex swung his sword in a wide arc, shooting out a blazing blade of fire towards the incoming apes, cleaving through the front line. Blood sprayed, and bodies fell.

These were only the weakest E ranks of the bunch.

But the momentum of the pack didn't falter. They kept coming, a relentless tide of claws and teeth.

A beast lunged at his legs. Alex kicked it away, slashing at it, but one of the D- rank apes came from behind and bit down into his shoulder, causing Alex to stop his attack immediately and he desperately delivered a backwards kick, landing right on the beast's groin.

Clutching his shoulder with his free hand, he continued blocking as the beasts kept up their onslaught against him.

But for every attack he blocked, it seemed like two more would take their place. The beasts swarmed him, their claws raking against his shabby leather armour, their teeth snapping inches away from his flesh. Alex fought with a savage efficiency, but he couldn't compare to the real savages of nature. The numbers were overwhelming.

This was an attack Alex had used to get himself out of many sticky situations before, but these beasts were strong.

They weren't Ordinary class beasts like the ones he was used to fighting, they were Mutants.

Alex's fire had indeed injured them, but it wasn't fatal.

It at least bought him a few extra seconds though, and he made use of this to drive his sword into 5 of the beasts that looked the most injured, some of them even blinded as the flames directly turned their eyes to ash.

But even during this short moment of respite he bought for himself, the struggle still continued and there were still 15 of these beasts left, with both of the D- ranks still alive.

Alex's instincts were screaming at him to give up at this point and escape, but he ignored them and continued fighting.

'I have to kill all of these beasts here and now, or my efforts here will all be for nothing. Instead of hindering the Count's efforts, I may as well be handing them to him on a platter with how loud and chaotic this battle has been so far. I'm sure the mercenaries are already on their way here, not to mention the Count himself.'

'I have to finish this, now!'

Alex realised that he was pressed for time in this situation, but his energy was running low.

'I don't want to do this, but I have no other choice. This is going to hurt!'

He looked hesitant at first, but he bit his lips and overcame these contradicting emotions, and did the unthinkable.

He threw his sword to the side, and opened his arms wide, inviting all of the beasts to come attack him at once.