The Metaverse World
The Cokro Heru Assassination Trial
If one could obtain a high position in it and even earn merit points from it, they could become founding heroes and earn land as well as rank.
When the game is over, the calculated achievement value will be equal to owning a territory.
So this gives way to the unlucky rulers and sends the game to more complicated scenes.
For the rulers, this was a great challenge. Otherwise, why would a ruling player survive in the wilderness until the very end?
For this, Heru Cokro could only bitterly laugh. What he could only do was quickly unite Gresik and create a stable base for the region.
As for the others, he could only finish it when they came.
January 1 of the second year of Vishnu, Jakarta
No matter how big the news from yesterday's information was, it was something for the future. What players cared most about right now was still the 2nd system auction.
Walking the bustling streets of Jakarta, Heru Cokro could not help but be mesmerized. Compared to the capital, his small land was nothing.
On the wide streets, people crowded around and wagons and chariots were numerous. The shops on both sides were all two stories high and built with red bricks and tiles. The number of its products was numerous and its prosperity was indescribable.
In addition to Heru Cokro, there are Maharani and Rama.
Compared to the bustling modern city, the old city gives a different charm.
"Sister, I want a gulali!"
Coming to Jakarta, the original colors are revealed. The little boy pulled a sugar vendor and stared at the gulali in the shop.
To make her happy, Heru Cokro would only let her do what she wanted. As long as it does not violate the norm or harm others.
"Boss, give me a gulali!" Heru Cokro gave him silver coins.
"Buy me too!" The maharani suddenly said.
They held a gulali, and walked slowly, eating it deliciously.
Without realizing it, danger suddenly approached.
An ordinary looking man standing behind Heru Cokro suddenly pulled out a sword.
As the sharp blade came out from its sheath, the blade shone in light.
The blade pierced straight towards the heart of Heru Cokro.
Heru Cokro was astonished, goosebumps appearing all over his body.
Feeling the killing intent from behind, Heru Cokro had no time to think and stepped aside to try and dodge. Then the sharp blade pierced into his chest and fresh blood flowed.
Heru Cokro jumped away and instantly opened the distance between the two. He turned around, and saw a young swordsman whose sword had been covered in blood.
"Mayo!"
The maharani who was walking in front screamed, he pulled out his sword and rushed forward.
Heru Cokro did not turn around and remained focused. "Don't come, protect Rama!"
The Empress stopped immediately, and pulled Rama's hand to protect him, looking at Heru Cokro full of dismay. He could also sense that this murderous sword skill was special.
The assassin did not give Heru Cokro a chance, and jumped forward once more. However the stern Heru Cokro, pushed him aside before trying to steal the sharp blade from his hand.
In a short time, Heru Cokro's hands were covered in blood, with several sword cuts visible.
If Heru Cokro was not tough, he would scream in pain.
Vishnu made a 50% reduction in pain reception%.
Wiro Sableng's Eight Fists are good in close combat. Since the assassin was fast and sharp, he immediately opened a distance. The sword light flashed nonstop, leaving deep or small wounds on Heru Cokro.
Heru Cokro was helpless. Without a weapon in hand, he could do nothing and maximize the Sundang Majapahit martial art. Moreover, the sword that the assassin stabbed into his chest at the beginning, he had no time to deal with it and the blood flow was pouring out endlessly.
Losing a lot of blood made his strength drop drastically, and he couldn't focus anymore.
If this continued, he would definitely bleed out. As for an assassin, the best method now was to continue wasting time and effort. Unfortunately, one should not forget that this is the most crowded street in Jakarta.
Murder on these streets instantly caused an uproar and made everyone around him panic. Soon, experts in charge of Jakarta's security will arrive.
By then, it will be too late.
Right at that moment, from the 2nd floor of a shop, a sharp arrow accurately shot at Heru Cokro's thigh, causing him to stumble forward and almost kneel on the ground.
"Mayo"
Shouting Maharani. He was heartbroken and wanted to rush forward. However, he cannot. Since there was someone who shot an arrow, it meant that the enemy had an accomplice. He must protect Rama's safety. He knew how important the little boy was to Heru Cokro.
Heru Cokro knew that if this continued, he would definitely die and might even drag the Maharani and Rama along.
He can only bet.
Heru Cokro accidentally stumbled forward and knelt on the ground.
When the assassin saw a good opportunity, he advanced full of killing intent.
Heru Cokro lowered his head as a cruel smile appeared on his face. As the sharp sword pierced forward, he turned to the side and the sword pierced his lower ribs.
A sharp pain spread from the area.
Heru Cokro gritted his teeth, as beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He used force, locked the sword in his ribs and did not let the enemy loose.
The assassin wanted to pull out his sword and stab again but it turned out that he could not. Instantly, he had a bad feeling. Unfortunately, it's too late.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, the Spear of Narakasura appeared in his hand. Then the aura of Heru Cokro changed like a god of war.
The spear appeared and pierced straight towards the enemy. Although it looked normal, the blow was impossible to avoid.
The assassin was startled, and immediately released his sword. He almost avoided the spear.
Knowing his attack had failed, the killer was furious and embarrassed. He did not expect that he who was a peak expert of adventurer players, would actually fail to kill an emperor realm player.
“Gresik Regent is really surprising!"
As the assassin retreated, in his hand appeared another sword.
"Who are you?" Heru Cokro endured the pain, as he coldly stared at the enemy.
“You don't have to try to buy time. We do this for money and help solve other people's problems!”
Heru Cokro frowned, feeling this statement familiar. "You're The Mask Rabbit?"