Is it Wrong to Copy Abilities in Apocalypse?

[Omkar: Enter the rooms as stealthily as possible, and just scan through the drawers or shelves close to the door; don't vture too deep, making it possible for you to rush out of the gate the momt you see the beasts move ev an inch—this is the best I could think off.]

[Rashi: I think that would be the best! I will do just that!]

[Karan: Yes! Thanks, man; thanks to you, I see hope.]

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[Rishab: Guys! I just found out that some rooms have lower numbers of beasts!]

[Kritika: Really?! Let me try looking a!]

[Pavan: Yeah, there are rooms like that, and I've be thinking of trying my luck in them as well.]

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[Rashmika: There's a group calling themselves 'ruler of the apocalypse' snatching away people's artifacts and relics the momt they leave the castle! Be aware!]

[Kamal: Fuck! I was just robbed by them! They ev took my girl!]

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Just like that, ev during the scario, the chat remained active, with people trying to help each other while expecting help in return.

All of this is because there was no competition in this scario; there were only the beasts who were the humans' emies—that is, until one didn't reveal that they had an artifact or relic in their possession.

Alex had only focused on the chat related to these 'rulers of the apocalypse', but many people were actively participating in the chat.

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Advising each other that the rooms with a smaller number of beasts would be easier, unaware of the fact that those beasts were way more dangerous than the ones in the group.

But, oh well, it wouldn't make any differce no matter which room they wt in, as every room was hard for them to clear; in that case, wasn't it better to go in the room with fewer beasts?

Alex, on the other hand, wasn't weak like others, so he didn't have to look for the rooms with fewer beasts, and he could clearly see the levels of the beasts, which was just another plus point.

*Step**Step*...

Right now, he was walking out of the room he had tered a while ago.

*Woosh*

He jerked his hand, which was holding the dagger stained with red blood, causing the blood to whip off the dagger.

*Shiver*

Alex's gaze, on the other hand, which momtarily moved toward the humans, st shivers running down their spines, causing them to look away hurriedly.

They had se it all happing—Alex pushing the door op, coming out, aiming two arrows inside the room, the constant roars and booms from the inside, the roars turning into whimpers, and finally Alex tering the room again.

They saw it all, and they knew what had happed; of them were dumb ough not to understand it.

*Step**Step*...

It was only wh they saw Alex walking deeper into the hallway of the first floor that they rushed to get a view of the room that Alex had just come out of.

*Gasp* Xn

They gasped in shock as the sight in front of them was what one would call utter destruction.

Charred beasts that didn't ev resemble any beings due to their bodies being burned to crisps, lying all a the room; the drawers and selves placed in the room were either half-burt or brok, spilling everything out.

The blood of the beasts was flowing out, pooling under their bodies, spraying out of the freshly slit throats.

A chilling silce veloped the surings, as the humans exchanged terrified glances.

"Wow! He sure is strong!"

"Yes, yes! I don't think we should try to fight him!"

The silce, however, was soon brok by the surprised voice of the twins, who had somehow snaked their way into the crowd, staring at the sce in front of them.

The adults squinted their eyes, their eyes turning cold, looking at each other cautiously.

Now that Alex, the one whose gaze alone was ough to make their knees go weak, was gone, leaving only them and the twins, they didn't need to wait anymore.

"Bro, shouldn't we call Baldev now?"

One of the twins, as if feeling the hungry gazes of humans on his back, questioned his brother.

"I think we should."

The other twin spoke.

They were both standing at the forefront of the group and although there were adults standing behind them, eying them with their greed-filled eyes, they didn't seem affected by it.

They seemed confidt; it was as if nothing could happ to them.

"Baldev!!"

Both of them exclaimed, calling out to the guy named Baldev, causing the ones behind them to get alerted; their eyes scanning the surings, trying to look for this Baldev, as he seemed like the one these childr got their confidce from.

They had all be here for a while, yet they had yet to see this Baldev ev once.

So, they waited—they waited for this Baldev guy to arrive with their weapons ready, but ev after a while...

"..."

The hall remained silt, with no sign of any living being coming out of the rooms.

"Heh! I knew these kids were just bluffing!"

One of the guys scoffs, his face filled with a scowl as he glared at the twins.

"Does that mean they don't have any artifacts...?"

Another guy questioned with a frown, staring daggers at the twins.

If there was no Baldev, th doesn't it mean that the statemt of Baldev trying to find another artifact or relic was false?

"What if there was a Baldev, but is not anymore?"

Just th, a guy spoke, his eyes sparkling with malevolce as he stepped toward the twins.

Others, as if realizing the meaning behind the guy's words, grinned; they didn't care about their words being heard by the twins.

'What could they ev do?' was what they thought.

What they cared about finding out if the twins had something on them or not.

'These kids have probably realized it as well.'

They grinned wide as they saw the twins froz in their spots, probably too scared to move after they realized that their only support was now dead.

They couldn't see the cold expression on the twins' faces—something impossible for a normal child to have—or they would've be the ones stumbling back in fear.

"Kill them, Baldev."

One of the twins spoke, his voice as emotionless as it could be.

The others, however, just froze momtarily before they burst out laughing.

"Hahahahahaha! The kids are in dial!"

"Kiddo, your father, brother, or whoever it was is now dead!"

"Just be a good kid and let us adults have the artifact you have—!"

The last man, who was about to grab the twins, couldn't do it because his voice was cut short, and so was his height.

*Slash*

A sicking sound of flesh being sliced by a sharp object, muscle fibers getting ripped apart, and bones being cut through was heard, and the expressions of the people in the surings froze.

*Splurt*

Blood flew out of the guy's neck, which didn't have anything above it—the head was gone, nowhere to be se.

The twins, on the other hand, finally turned a, their faces filled with grins, staring at the adults behind them as those guys' expressions turned from elation and excitemt to dread and horror.

"Don't make it all too bloody, Baldev."

One of the twins spoke again, moving away from the area and going back to the hall on the g floor, leaving the others froz in terror.

"Arghhh—!"

"W-Who is—?!"

"NOOO—!"

"I-I'm innoct—!"

Screams of grown m and wom, begging for life, echoed through the corridor, but the childr just smiled, moving down the stairs.

"We have one artifact and one relic now, so maybe we should move to the next castle."

One of them spoke, his finger tapping his chin, but the other tilted his head in confusion.

"What about that rank big brother?"

He questioned.

"We will meet him again. Probably. This blood will not give a good first impression after all."

The boy made an expression of regret, pointing at the blood that was flowing down the stairs, staining the luxurious carpet red.

"I guess..."

The other twin had his expression turned downcast as well, but there was nothing they could do, so they just decided to go on with what they could.