Multiversal Livestreaming System : I Can Copy My Viewers Skills-Chapter 46: Clash of Brutality

A resounding clang sounded through the battlefield as a man in plated armor braced against his shield, gritting his teeth while a wave of skeletal warriors crashed into him.

The force of their charge rattled his bones, but he stood firm!

All around him, the orc settlement was engulfed in battle.

Orc warriors that were large and muscled, fought with unwavering ferocity.

They swung their axes, tore through skeletons with sheer brute force, and roared defiantly against the overwhelming tide of undead.

Yet, no matter how many skeletons they shattered...

More kept rising from the ground!

Kristoff let out a growl as his mana surged.

A golden radiance engulfed his shield.

[Holy Fire Defense] activated.

With a blinding flare, his shield erupted into sacred flames, burning away the skeletal horde.

The holy fire crawled up their brittle bones, reducing them to ash.

But even as they fell, more took their place!

The undead didn't stop as though there was an unlimited supply of them coming from somewhere!

Kristoff gritted his teeth.

'Damn it… I should've chosen the Undead Faction!'

He had thought himself clever...

His E-Tier ability, [Holy Fire Defense], was highly effective against the undead.

So naturally, he had joined the Orc Faction, thinking he could farm undead kills for easy points.

But he hadn't accounted for the sheer numbers.

The Undead weren't just numerous...

They were basically endless at this point!

And worse...

The Stream Hunters in the Undead Faction vastly outnumbered those that were in the Orc Faction!

Kristoff clenched his fists.

'No matter how many we kill, they just keep coming… and we're the ones running out of people.'

His shield flared again as another surge of skeletons lunged at him.

He dug his heels into the dirt, pushing them back with the weight of his body and the force of his ability.

Then he made his decision.

"We need to retreat!"

He shouted.

"This position is lost!"

Beside him, an orc warrior snarled.

The massive orc, easily twice Kristoff's size, slammed his axe into the ground, sending a skeletal knight flying backward.

He turned to Kristoff with a deep, guttural growl.

"No! Fight till we die! Honor our land!"

Kristoff's eye twitched.

'Damn brutes!'

The orcs were warriors to the bitter end.

They wouldn't retreat even if hell itself descended upon them.

But Kristoff wasn't an orc.

He wasn't willing to die for this so-called "honor"!

A sudden metallic screech split through the battlefield.

Kristoff turned just in time to see a Stream Hunter fron the Undead Faction in black robes raising his arms.

A magic circle flashed beneath his feet, and in an instant...

A massive bear made of metal materialized before him!

The Iron-bodied bear!

It was twice the size of a normal bear, its entire body forged from steel plates.

The beast let out a deafening roar before launching itself forward...

Right at Kristoff!

BOOM!

The impact sent shockwaves through his shield.

Kristoff felt his entire body lift off the ground.

Then—

CRASH!

He slammed into a half-destroyed wooden hut.

The impact rattled his skull.

A sharp, piercing pain shot through his ribs.

He gasped, barely managing to push himself upright.

He coughed.

Then coughed again.

'Shit… I think my ribs are broken…'

The bear was already charging at him again.

Kristoff braced himself—

But then, he heard it.

A soft, melodic hum.

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The pain in his chest began to fade.

His ragged breathing eased.

The burning aches in his limbs melted away like water over smoothed stone.

Warmth flooded his body.

'Ah… right… we have a healer...'

He turned his head.

A woman with short brown hair and a flowing mage's robe stood beside him, a gentle smile on her lips.

She was humming softly, her voice resonating with an ethereal energy that seemed to mend his wounds with each note.

Kristoff exhaled slowly.

'Damn… That ability must be at least C-Tier…'

Loraine, the party's healer.

"Are you alright, Kristoff?"

She asked.

Kristoff flexed his fingers, testing his body.

"…Yeah."

He looked at her, genuinely grateful.

"Thank you, Loraine."

Loraine gave him a small nod, her soft smile never fading.

But they didn't have time for pleasantries.

Because at that moment...

The sky erupted!

A massive sphere of light descended from above, casting the entire battlefield in a golden glow.

Kristoff's eyes widened.

"…Oh shit."

BOOM!

The sphere exploded.

Blinding pillars of fire rained down on the battlefield, striking the orc defenses with merciless precision.

Kristoff barely had time to react.

He raised his shield just as a massive column of fire crashed down in front of him.

The explosion sent shockwaves through the settlement.

The frontline defenses collapsed.

Entire buildings crumbled.

The orcs caught in the blast were obliterated instantly!

Kristoff gritted his teeth, struggling to hold his ground as the searing heat from the flames roared against his shield.

His mind raced.

'That wasn't a normal attack… That was…'

His eyes darted toward the source.

A figure stood on a distant cliffside overlooking the battlefield.

A man in golden robes.

An Undead Stream Hunter.

And from the sheer destructive power of his magic, he wasn't just some random player.

Kristoff recognized him.

"Radiant Apostle…"

He muttered under his breath.

One of the top-ranking Undead faction players.

One of the strongest mages in the current floor 2 war.

Kristoff's pulse pounded in his ears.

"We're screwed..."

The orcs, though fierce, were already being overwhelmed by sheer numbers.

And now, with an elite mage raining destruction upon them, they simply had no chance!

Loraine took a sharp breath beside him.

"…Kristoff, we need to—"

Before she could finish, a deafening roar shattered the air.

Kristoff's eyes snapped forward.

The Ironbound Bear was charging at them again!

Its massive metal body moved with terrifying speed, ripping through the dirt as it lunged toward them.

Kristoff gritted his teeth, raising his shield to brace for impact.

But then...

A blood-colored spike pierced through the air!

SHHK!

The Ironbound Bear's skull split open.

The light in its glowing eyes flickered...

And then, with a final metallic groan—

It collapsed.

Kristoff blinked.

'…What?'