Chương 122: No honor

Volk wiped the blood off his hands and flicked some of those to the side, he was still processing the world he had stepped into.

The city streets were chaotic, the scent of fear and blood were spreading like heavy mist in the air, everywhere.

As he stood amidst the towering buildings, a new system screen flashed before his eyes.

Ding!

The mechanical chime echoed in his head, and his eyes flicked to the floating screen.

| Current Rank:

| Orcs - Rank 881: 1 Kill |

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| Top Ranked:

| Asuras - Rank 1: 1890 Kills |

His brow furrowed in surprise.

Rank 881?

One kill?

He glanced down at the dismembered remains of the werewolf, and immediately, a sneer tugged at his lips.

He'd just started, but the highest ranker—this Asura—had nearly two thousand kills?

Volk clenched his fists, the blood on his knuckles cracking.