The Shitshow Begins(1)

That same day, in another part of Orazvil City, a middle-aged man, accompanied by two people whose bodies were covered under long robes, knocked on the door of a house located in the 5th Section of the city on the south.

One second later, the door opened slightly and a male voice came from the other side.

"What do you want?"

The middle-aged man spoke, "I came for the mission you received a few days ago."

"...Mister, I don't know what you are speaking about."

The middle-aged man nodded before taking something out of his clothes and passed it to the man behind the door.

"This is my identification."

The man received it and used a few seconds to confirm its authenticity. Less than one minute later, the door opened revealing a cunning-looking skinny man.

"Welcome, Mister S. I was waiting for you, something to drink?"

The middle-aged man shook his head, "I prefer to focus on my work. How is the situation with the targets?"

"...There were a few inconveniences, but fortunately, we did not fail the mission." He explained as he walked towards a wall and revealed a secret compartment behind a painting, "This is all the information we got about the targets."

On the first page of the document, there were names and the drawings of group of youngsters.

Vanoss

Delirious

Nogla

Wildcat

Moo

Basically

Terroriser

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes when he saw the names. He then opened the document and started to read the information inside.

When he finished reading, he furrowed his brow, "This information is almost useless. Besides the place where they are living right now, everything else is something I already know."

The skinny man in charge of recollecting information smiled bitterly.

"You can't blame us for that. Originally, we planned to follow the targets to monitor their movements and thus learn about their habits, likes, and dislikes. Unfortunately, that plan fell apart the first day."

"What happened?"Asked the middle-aged man.

"Well, they managed to find out that they were being monitored. Then, they located one of our men and caught him, forcing him to commit suicide. When we learned of that, I immediately retracted all the men in charge of monitoring them. I didn't dare to send more men to their deaths. The information I gave you was something I got after asking for help from some people of the city hall and investigating with some information brokers in the Black Market."

The middle-aged man frowned, "Do they know about us?"

"I think they didn't," The skinny guy said after a bit of hesitation, "Our men are professionals. They will reveal nothing even in front of the worst torture."

"Good," The middle-aged man nodded, "This is enough. From today, you are relieved from your duties in this city. Return to the capital for your next assignment."

"R-Really?" The skinny man was startled and nervous, "But, did I do anything wrong?"

"Nothing like that. It's just that the work you have done in this city has been deemed enough for a promotion. Return to the capital, you will receive the details there."

The skinny man turned excited. Without hesitation, he bowed to the middle-aged man before running to his room to pack his things.

Finally, half an hour later, he departed under the orders of the middle-aged man. But as soon as he left the house, the middle-aged man looked at one of the people with him.

"You know what to do. Wait until he leaves the city."

"Understood, sir Sebastian." The hooded person kneeled on the ground before disappearing.

Sebastian continued looking at the documents carefully. Even although most of the information here were things he already knew, he still did not ignore it.

At that moment, the other hooded person spoke with a feminine voice.

"Are there our targets? A group of mere Rank 5s? Well I think I don't mind, some of them are very cute~"

"Focus, Zabrina. We don't have any time left."

Zabrina giggled in amusement, "How interesting. A demigod and two Legendary Realm experts were sent to catch a group of Rank 5. Are they like princes or something like that, sir Sebastian? Or could it be that you alone are not enough to catch them?"

Sebastian frowned. A few seconds later, he shook his head, "...You are right. Normally, this lineup would be overkill for just a group of weak men. However, I have a bad feeling about it?"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Sebastian did not answer. Inwardly, however, he felt there was something protecting them preventing him from getting any closer. The more he got close, the more he felt his instincts going wild.

He still remembered the sense of danger he felt when he was ten meters from them.

Although, despite that they seemed like nothing more but a bunch of regular Rank 5 individuals, Sebastian knew well to trust his instincts.

Thus, just in case that some of them were strong enough to fight on par with him, he brought two extra Rank 9.

"Let's just hope that I'm imagining things."

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Our group of lovable idiots, with the exeption of Moo and Delirious who were back in the apartment, were seated on the rooftop of a large building while looking in the direction of the center of the city section drinking beer, some of them were smoking.

Sherene, the Saintess of the Church of the Golden Dawn, had said that she was going to attack Barney tonight. Thus, everyone was looking in the direction of Barney's mansion in hopes of catching a glimpse of something announcing the start of the fight.

Unfortunately, even after the sun hid and the moon lit up the night sky, nothing seemed to happen.

"...Could it be that nothing is going to happen?"

In response, Moo merely shrugged, "Perhaps it already started, just that we did not notice anything."

Basically smiled wryly, "Yeah, might be a possibility," he then drank another round after saying that, but then put on a pensive expression, "But that woman... she sure spoke a lot."

Vanoss looked at Marcel with an amused look, "What? Are you curious about the things she said about us?"

"Huh? Well, yes. I mean, saving the world? What is that fuck is that suppose to mean?"

"I think she means we will saaave the world, defeating some dragons, demon lords, and some shit in the future." Wildcat said sarcastically.

"Fuuucking typical isekai anime." Nogla grumbled as he drank another round of beer. This doesn't go unnoticed by Terroriser.

"Nogla, you seem a bit knowledgeable and like about this, why the long face?"

"Well… the truth is I kinda dislike the anime community makes another isekai related to some demon lords and other bullshit. Do you guys want something new about it? Died from a truck then got reincarnated, transported because they entered some magical door, such bullshit things."

"I agree with Nogla, Isekai genre is definitely dying." Wildcat added.

"But hey, the way we transport here in this world, does it sound like a new type of isekai transport?" Vanoss wondered.

"Technically, do you ever watch Overlord?" Nogla asked.

"What's that?"

"An anime, protagonist's role is a hero or villain or whatever. His transportation is more similar to us, like the place we built was transported to a world of fantasy, we became our main avatars. So it is like that."

"Oh, so its one of those gay type of thing."

"No Evan, maybe you should've watched more anime."

"Oh hell no! I ain't watching those stuff, its fucking gay. And I'm not going to become like those weebs who marry a fake woman and stick their dicks in a body pillow."

"You think whoever watches a lot of anime is like that? It kinda sounds racist to me." Basically stated.

"How does racism have to do any of it?"

At that moment, Terrorisee felt something and became serious.

"Guys, shut up."

"What is it, Brian?"

"First of all, anime is totally gay. Secondly, my robotic senses just felt several powerful energy fluctuations coming from different parts of the city."

"Energy fluctuations? Do you mean mana? Could it be that there are people fighting in the city?"

Before Terroriser could answer, the ground trembled. Then...

BOOOOOMMMMM!

The giant explosion shook Orazvil City. At the same time, hundreds of houses around the city lit up on fire. The next second, the entire city was shrouded by a giant magic circle.

"The fuck is that?!" Vanoss exclaimed, "Is it those damn Russians or Palestinians bombing us?"

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"Hahahahahahaha! It's too late, Queen Sherene! It has already started!" Barney laughed uproariously, "Even if you try to stop it now, it's already too late!"

Sherene frowned. She did not like what she was seeing.

"...I don't understand, don't you know how dangerous the Blight is? Billions of people will die if this goes out of control!"

Barney smirked, "...There are things I can only get by using it, your Majesty, that is the only reason. Unfortunately, it looks like fate was not on my side."

"Tell me who else is cooperating with you," Shereme demand, "If you do that, perhaps I can find a way to make your time in prison easier.

"Prison? No, I'm not going to go to prison," He refused as his body lit up. "I'd rather die than get 'Drop the Soap'! And you cannot stop me, bitch!"

Instantly, a powerful strength filled his body. It was as though the magic circle shrouding the city was empowering him.

"This is it! YES! HAHAHAHAHA! THIS IS TRUE POWER! SOON, YOU CAN USE MY WORDS AND WISDOM, AND SHOVE IT RIGHT UP TO YOUR ASS-"

Shing!

Suddenly, Barney felt a floating sensation. Looking back, he saw his own body falling to the ground.

'Nani...???'

That's where he realized...

He became headless.

He didn't know what just happened. At first he looks at Sherene while his mana grows at an insane rate, he was about to break through Demigod Realm already but then he realizes he's on the ground before his vision turns to darkness.

Then, both of his headless body and lone head fell on the ground.

That was the end of one of the greatest merchants of Fordalt. The founder of motion pictures.

"Next time, don't make such vulgar words in front of her majesty." Samara said as she put her greatsword back on her back after killing Barney, "Sorry, your Majesty, but I thought it seemed dangerous."

Sherene shook her head, "It's alright. Instead, there is something more important we need to take care of."

Samara nodded and looked at the direction of the city. Fire and smoke had become the owners of the night, and Samantha and Sherene could smell the iron-like smell of blood.

The City of Orazvil had turned into hell.

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It was utter chaos for the people of Orazvil. Meteor-like projectiles were striking down on them, large buildings and infrastructures destroyed in the process, and the worst of all are the ones that came out of the craters created by the meteorites, or rather… They aren't meteorites.

"Grrr…"

Rising from the crater was an armored humanoid, baring the fangs like a vampire.

Or rather... they are.

Casting a glance to its side, it soon spotted a group of city guards heading towards its direction accompanied by a group of civilians.

Seeing its first prey, the monster let out a malicious grin before taking a step forward.

Whoosh~!

Moving at speeds that are invisible to the naked eye and leaving a trail of light, the vampire warrior materialized between the four city guards and with one swing of its curved blade, he cut them down instantly before the guards could react.

Anyone who witnessed this was frightened that a single person was able to slain a group of Rank 4 effortlessly was something that they should run from. However, it's impossible.

Gazing into the horrified crowd with his crimson eyes, the vampire opened its monstrous jaws and roared. Shortly after, the entire street was filled with screams and agony.

Minutes after the single vampire slaughtered hundreds of people in the streets, the corpses suddenly rose up, and another horrifying creature appeared.

Rotting flesh and ragged clothes, these creatures hunt in groups and charge at the scuttling civilians that were all too unlucky to be near them. They tore through their skin and feast on their flesh, all the while they screamed, hoping someone could help them from this hellish nightmare, and once they've finished with the body, it too rises with them.

These monsters were Ghouls. Similar to zombies, they are a combination of vampires and zombies created by vampires

In another part of the city, we could see our main heroes were jumping onto the roof of a taller building. Once there, they managed to get a glimpse of the situation in the city.

Fire and smoke filled the streets, with people running away and other people, who seemed to have fangs on their mouth chasing after them. Sometimes, someone would use a sharp weapon to behead or kill a citizen mercilessly, clearly enjoying it.

Fortunately, many Adventurers began to defend the city, but the casualties on both sides were equal.

In just a few minutes, Orazvil City had become a Warzone, with hundreds of innocents, Adventurers, and attackers dying each second.

"Oh shit, zombies?" Terroriser asked as he stared at the corpses of civilians rising up and slowly approaching them.

Vanoss sighed, "No wonder it looks familiar."

"What do you mean?" Marcel asked as he pumped his Model 680.

"Ye, what do you mean, Evan?" Nogla joined in as he was pulling out his Jerry Can.

"Wait, where the hell did you get that?" Vanoss asked.

"I had it with me this whole time," Nogla said.

"Dear suffering Christ, Nogla! Why did you bring a fucking Jerry Can instead of, I don't know, a fuckin' weapon?!" Terroriser yelled.

"Don't fucking yell at me for that shit! Besides, this counts as a weapon!" Nogla gestured to his Jerry Can.

"Ugh, a fuckin' 1911 is more useful than a god damned Jerry Can, Nogla!" Basically said.

"Whatever, ya sons of bitches." Nogla said.

"Dammit, we wasted a lot of time here. Right now, we have an infestation to deal with," Vanoss replied as he pulled out his MP5. "You know what time it is. Right, Tyler?"

"Hell yeah, brether," Wildcat said in his broken southern accent as he pulled out his RPG.

"It's GOROD time!" They both said before rushing towards the horde, yelling a battle cry, with the rest of the crew tailing behind.

The ghoul horde and the crew clashed as they battled against one another. Vanoss fired upon the zombies before switching to his Crowbar and bashed any zombie that came too close to him. Wildcat fired several Rockets onto the horde, launching them into the air like ragdolls. Brian and Marcel were doing well with them having shotguns and helping each other out.

Then there was Nogla, who was luring the zombies into a gasoline trap.

"Hehe, this big brain plan is gonna be smoother than diarrhea," Nogla said to himself. As the zombies came close to him, he pulled out a pistol, cocks it, and shoots the Trap, right as the zombies were about to lunge at him. The zombies were set ablaze as Nogla continued to run around the battlefield with his pistol and Jerry Can.

"Wait a minute! Where the hell did you get that gun?!" Terroriser yelled as he pointed towards the weapon.

"Oh, I had it in my pocket the whole time," Nogla explained.

Wildcat dodged a strike from a zombie before swinging his empty launcher on the zombie, "You fucking retard! How the hell can you forget that you had a pistol with you?!" he started berating on Nogla.

"I can't remember every little thing I keep in my pockets, Tyler! I'm not a fuckin' custodian libarian!" Nogla yelled.

"A fucking what?" Vanoss laughed. "Nogla, I don't think those things are the same. I-I don't know."

"Whatever! Let's kill de zombies, will ya?" Nogla said.

"Note to self: Never let Nogla be inventory manager," Wildcat muttered to himself.

They slowly chip away the hordes of zombies until a few of them remain standing, which were taken out by a single rocket, courtesy of Wildcat.

"That's the last of 'em!" Wildcat stated as he

reloaded his RPG.

Marcel laughed before looking at Vanoss, who was staring at the army of vampires killing civilians and fighting the city guards and adventurers.

"This is so much worse than I thought."

Nodding his head in agreement, Basically looks around as his eyes focus on the people causing this evil. And just after a few seconds, he managed to identify them.

In their arms, legs, or chest, they had a symbol of a wolf tearing apart a body.

"The Church of Carnage, these motherfuckers." he muttered.

"It seems they will need to get a whoop ass later." Wildcat remarked as he cracked his knuckles.

"Guys, what is the plan?"

"Our plan, Nogla... is to fuck these assholes in the vagina!" Vanoss declared.

Hearing Vanoss' words, everyone laughed maniacally.

"Then we have to make one!" Terroriser added, causing more laughter in the group.

Jumping down from the building, the group then watch the streets filled with vampires killing civilians while Adventurers and more vampires kill each other.

With extreme determination, Vanoss yelled on top of his lungs.

"CHARGE!" he yelled as he held his enchanted Netherite sword up high.

Hearing his words, the group charged.

"FREEDOM!" Terroriser yelled in a Scottish accent.

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In another part of the city, Sebastian shook off the blood on his sword and looked at the hundred corpses in the courtyard of the place he was staying.

Behind him, the two hooded people finished killing their enemies, one of them is Zabrina.

"...What is happening?" The hooded person inquired as he looked at the city in shock. The screams of pain, terror, and despair surprised him.

Sebastian frowned, "It looks like Orazvil City is less peaceful than we expected."

"Damn, so much blood. And these vampires... they from the church of Carnage?" Asked Zabrina.

"These madmen. I wonder what they are planning this time."

"It looks like something big."

When Sebastian heard the conversation of the two people behind him, his expression turned very serious. After a few seconds, he came to a decision.

"Change of plans, we will move tonight."

"Huh? Sir Sebastian?"

"...It would be bad if something happened to those groups."