Godlike Player in a Game-Like World

Raydon gathered all the bodies, including the mole he kicked, and attached the moles' and the dismembered wolf's body to the crocodile before checking the time.

''Hmm, I still have more than an hour. '' While thinking, Raydon suddenly heard a small explosion not far away.

When he looked in the direction of the sound, he couldn't see much because of the rocks that were blocking his view, but he could see the dust floating in the air.

He eventually understood the situation after examining the score difference between his team and the enemy team in the system.

''They got a lot of points all at once. I think they killed one of my teammates there. '' Raydon quickly analyzed the situation.

He had earned more points than the regular mobs he had killed when he killed the wingman he thought was one of the enemy team just now. The opposing team's sudden increase in score implied that the previous explosion had killed one of his teammates.

But this was just his guess, and he wasn't entirely certain.

''Should I go there and check? Or, I can avoid the enemy team and continue killing other mobs in this area.'' Raydon began to calculate with a solemn expression, taking into account the time remaining until the end of the match.

He was already at a disadvantage due to the death of one of his teammates. He could kill other mobs quickly and gain points again, but the only equipment he found with skill was currently on cooldown and couldn't be used.

With sticks as his only weapon, how quickly could he kill mobs and collect points?

It was Raydon's first challenge in this new world. And, as someone who had never shied away from a challenge in his previous life and had almost always won them all, losing this match would have left him with a bad taste in his mouth.

Raydon did not want this to happen.

He grinned as he returned his attention to the still-flying dust clouds in the sky. ''I hope there are more chickens there. ''

Raydon made up his mind and grabbed the tip of the vine, dragging his loot with him as he set off.

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''I-I don't have any m-more mana. '' While speaking, Leas appeared to be out of breath. Her fair and lovely face had turned sickly pale.

Gary, who was blocking the arrows in front of Leas' weak body with his shield, said depressedly.

''We can't even attack properly because the bastards are flying. If Falco were here, our job would be a little easier, but Seraher is the only one with attack power. ''

Gary cast a sidelong glance at Seraher, who was engaged in a heated battle with the winged man wielding the Great Sword. She was also trying to avoid the fire and lighting balls that appeared from time to time.

Seraher's face was expressionless and emotionless as she fought. Her ice-blue sword was moving flawlessly with each swing, and the snowflakes that flew around gave the impression that she was performing a dance show rather than engaging in combat.

'She is really strong. She would definitely stand a chance of winning if it were just the two of them, but the other winged man's spells prevent her from effectively counterattacking.' It was obvious that Seraher's movements were becoming noticeably slower, and he concluded that she wouldn't be able to endure for very long.

''We won't last long if we don't do something about it. I'll leave my shield with you for a while. '' Gary spoke firmly as he extended his hand and began to draw a sword from his dimensional storage.

Leas nodded, took the shield that was nearly the same height as her, and watched Gary closely because she wasn't sure what he was up to.

But then, seeing the hilt of the sword Gary was pulling, she soon understood.

''You are from the Lionheart family? '' Leas could not hide her surprise.

The hilt Gary was holding was longer than usual and appeared to be made for a two-handed grip. The silver roaring lion figure on the hilt's head was the reason Leas guessed Gary's household name.

Gary ignored Leas' question and continued to draw the sword. The sword was larger than the winged man's great sword, and it appeared to be double-edged.

Leas could more clearly hear Gary's heartbeat accelerating with each second that went by.

Gary turned and said to Leas with bloodshot eyes and a hoarse voice as he fully extracted the sword from the dimensional storage. ''I will lose myself for a bit. ''

Then, with a roar, he swung his sword at the winged woman in the air.

''Roaring Slash.''

A sound wave that was created by the sword's swing shot through the air and toward the winged woman.

''What the hell?! ''

The winged woman, caught off guard by the sudden attack, quickly raised her hand and yelled.

''Wind Cube. ''

Suddenly, a cube-shaped wind current appeared around her, and it was struck by the sword slash.

*Boom*

The impact of the blow threw the winged woman into the air, where she crashed to the ground a little further.

''What was that? '' Turning his head in the direction of the noise, the wingman with the iron staff was startled to see bloodshot-eyed Gary running toward him while carrying a large sword.

''Shit!'

''Fire Wall.''

He flapped his wings and swiftly soared into the sky as flames started to erupt from the ground in front of him, forming a wall.

''Roaring Slash.''

He hadn't risen very high when he saw a sword wave come towards him, tearing the flames apart.

''Damn you!!!''

''Accelerate.''

The winged man, whose movements had accelerated as a result of the skill, quickly avoided the sword wave.

''Hey, what's going on there? '' As he continued his relentless attacks on Seraher, the winged man with the great sword appeared calm enough to observe what was going on around him. Seraher didn't seem to be able to put much pressure on him, but she was exhausted from fighting two people so far, so this was to be expected.