Perhaps it was a result of Cole’s class or his playstyle. Or just something else entirely but Morgan was completely silent in his approach, Cole had not heard him moving or coming. Just when he thought he would have no other choice but to get sent for respawn, the Mechanoid Direwolf was upon the bull in a flash.

Cole didn’t waste time, as the bull and Direwolf crashed into rows upon rows of green corn, Cole turned to other cows and stretched forth his arm to touch the closest to him. [Sin Eater]

It wasn’t enough, and he was running out of time as blood loss made him extremely dizzy and woozy as he swayed from side to side. He jumped forwards, falling on top of the next cow that had it’s right foreleg broken. The Cow screeched in a very un-cow like manner 𝙚𝙙𝙤𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝒎

“Pervert! Pervert! No! onichan! Hentai! Hentai! Ecchi!”

Cole paused, even Morgan paused with his paws stretched out over the neck of the bull underneath him. Cole blinked his eyes a couple of times. “What the fuck?” the cow looked up at him and batted non-existent eyelashes at him.

“It my first time, so please be *Chomp!*”

Cole saw the attack coming even before the cow made it. He scooted to the side and placed his hand on the Cow’s head. And then with a snarl he activated [Sin Eater]. The cow shook and spasmed on the ground, but Cole held on for the whole ten seconds required to drain every last drop of Energy from it, leaving the cow a dried out husk.

[Sin Eater Used! Energy +15]

The wound in his chest closed up, but it was still a little bit tender, while there were still a few scratches all over his body. He moved to the next cow, dodging to the left as two of the cows still standing rushed at him. [ Double Tap] bottomed out his energy pool as he swung the butt of the gun on the open jaw of the second cow.

He didn’t have as much power in his swing to make an obvious difference, but it was enough to throw the cow to the side for a bit, as Cole moved the rifle to his left and used his right to pull out his sword, holding it in a reversed grip.

The gladius like sword had grown a few inches, seemingly adapting to his new reach as he slashed upwards. [Black Cut] the cow was cut open so deeply that it’s insides spilled outside with a pained Moo. Cole ignored it and swung his rifle over his back as he stabbed down, slamming Black Malakai through the skull of another cow, snapping it’s mouth shut as stab brought it to the ground.

Cole pulled out his blade and moved forwards, placing his hand on the head of another cow and using [Sin Eater] bringing up his energy, as pulled out Black Sapphire from his left and fire into the heads of three other cows. The rest of them had descended on the wounded or the dead, eating their friends with such gusto Cole felt disgusted.

He was no longer being attacked, so he turned to see that Morgan and Morris, the wolf and the bull were still going at it. The bull had strength and un-surprisingly it could actually breathe fire. Morgan had no idea what it was doing.

Cole couldn’t blame the Mechanoid Direwolf though, it was previously a ship and only had to attack or loved within certain parameters driven by mathematical calculations, carried out by a highly advanced artificial intelligence. Shooting from a distance and flying he was all he could do, but utilizing the natural abilities of Mechanoid mount was beyond him as he lacked the true animalistic required to take on the bull.

But Morgan had kept the bull occupied long enough for Cole to recover from his injuries and be ready to get back into the fight once again. The Bull realized off too, as it began to fight twice as hard in order to escape from Morgan. But truly it was completely unable to escape from the Mechanoids grip.

“Just die!” Cole snarled out and he placed his hand on the bull’s head and pulled.

[Sin Eater]

Cole drew on the energy and essence of the bull, and frankly speaking there was a lot of it. Cole had his energy pool top up, with even extra to spare, as the black bull wilted away at a rate that was visible to the eye. And then it was over, the bull had been sent to the great beyond.

[Sin Eater Used! +70 Energy]

[You Have Slain Morris The Hell Bull <Field Boss>! + 4000 Exp.]

The were a couple of more notifications following, but Cole wasn’t done. He turned around and threw his hands outwards towards the still gathered group of feasting cows.

[Chaos Blast]

Cole made like a thief and got the hell away from the area as an explosion of chaos energy spread out, killing the cows that were already injured, and injuring those of them that were healthy, and even then, they too would be dead soon enough.

Cole rode Morgan out of the fields of Corn, a straight into the path of a speed bullet. It took him in the chest, however he wasn’t thrown of Morgan’s back, as the clicks of revolver hammers being pulled back was heard. Morgan rushed forwards, a mechanical growl echoing from deep within his throat.

8 farmers, all of the probably responsible for the cows and bull that just tired to eat him. Morgan leapt, crossing a ten meters distance in one gait, landing on the body of one of the farmers as his massive jaws went down and ripped his head off.

Someone screamed, Cole ignored it as he reloaded his rifle and then fired at the woman who had given him a room for the night. Her back was blasted open by the bullet as the 50% chance to absorb energy was activated and Cole felt another stream of energy into his body.

Morgan smashed another farmer that had leaped into the air at him, his pitchfork glowing a silver base of energy, proof that he was using a skill. Morgan’s right law flashed through the air as his longer than normal claws slashed the farmer’s body to ribbons. Cole took another shot, leaving a hole in a farmer’s head, quickly dodging the disks of energy he had flung at Cole’s head.

One final shot was lined up for the mouth of the woman who had been screaming. Her head blasted apart like a watermelon as Cole pulled back the bolt of his rifle and popped another bullet into the chamber. He turned around, pointing his gun, but apart from a couple of injured cows that had crawled their way out of the field, everyone else was dead.

“Morgan, let’s get the fuck out of here!”