The two remaining Orcs, apart from the leading Orc, finally saw a chance after the white-haired human lowered his weapon.
They swung their massive wooden maces simultaneously with every fiber of their being. After seeing their brothers dying in the hands of this human, they didn't even want to eat him anymore; instead, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!
Isaac had one advantage of being smaller than the two massive Orcs. He is a smaller target for attacks.
He threw his Musket Rifle inside his inventory and started running towards the Orcs, who were only a few meters away from him; it was a move no one expected.
His chat thought that he became suicidal and that soon they have to go look for another stream to watch. They felt disappointed if that was the case, because they were starting to enjoy, but if Isaac dies, he can't play for another week.
The Orcs grinned victoriously because they are used to fighting against other Orcs, or sometimes Goblins for fun, but it is usually one-sided beating.
They have never fought someone like Isaac, who is shorter than them but also way faster than Goblin!
Isaac seeing the maces being only meter away from hitting his face, decided to make his move. His feet left the ground, and at first, it looked like he was going to jump, but soon his body started falling back down to the ground.
Instead of staying on his two feet, he went into a sliding position and slid right past the two Orcs, who looked shocked after Isaac suddenly disappeared!
Isaac quickly stood up, and before letting Orcs react to his disappearance, he grabbed two Flintlock Pistols and aimed at the back of their heads.
*BANG!*
*BANG!*
He pressed two triggers simultaneously.
The bullet, which left the first Flintlock, effortlessly pierced through the first Orc's head, but the bullet of the second Flintlock struck the head of another Orc but didn't kill.
The second Flintlock was the first proper gun Isaac bought, and it doesn't have enough strength to kill a being of over 30 levels with a single bullet!
But... Luckily, he still had the second bullet on his better Flintlock Pistol.
The Orc moved his head angrily, just in time to see a barrel of the Flintlock Pistol gazing at him.
''Orgh.'' The Orc despaired, and soon a black-colored bullet left the barrel.
*BANG!*
The bullet pierced through the Orc's eye effortlessly, and he stayed standing for couple more minutes before falling down to the ground.
[You Killed Orc!]
[3600 XP Earned!]
[You Killed Orc!]
[3600 XP Earned!]
[LEVEL UP!]
[Level 35 -> Level 36]
''Haahhh...'' He felt his arm aching. All the way from his shoulder to the tips of his finger, there was a small pain.
He opened the Inventory and threw the Flintlock Pistols inside, and took his Musket Rifle.
Only one Orc remained.
He turned around and saw the enraged leading Orc, who lost his army made of Goblins and his brothers.
All that was done by a single person!
Isaac's chat was going crazy after an unbelievable show of skill.
[*****: He must be the greatest Marksman Player alive!]
[*****: Just how many levels had he passed in around twenty minutes?!]
[*****: Around 10! What a fucking beast!]
Isaac calmly waited, and truth to be told, he has been acting since the beginning of the fight.
He has acted like he was in full control of the match; that was to increase the doubt in the Orc.
The Orc seeing Isaac's calm face, didn't dare to make any risky moves and wasn't aware of Isaac's reloading time!
If he was fighting against Players, they would never let go of this golden chance to kill him, but the Orcs and other Monsters have no idea about the reloading time.