Is this really a Game?!

Luckily nobody got injured, some light bruises and scratches were the only injuries that could be seen on the bodies of the players as they finished up the remaining demons. After the end of the battle, they quickly went back to where the others were and waited, more waves were going to come and they wanted to be ready to face the demons again, this time they would hopefully be able to fight against them without so much help from Reign and the others.

Some time passed and Reign and the others looked at the timer carefully.

[ Second wave, 15 seconds left ]

There was luckily a timer for them to know exactly when a new wave was coming, with that Reign and the others could comfortably let the players fight without worrying about another wave suddenly arriving and joining in the fight. As the time came down to zero another wave was once again upon them.

This time the enemies were slightly stronger, their numbers were pretty much the same as previously, with the demons numbering slightly over 300. The average level of the demons was a bit higher, previously most of them ranged from level 1 to 3, now only a few were level 1 while most of levels 2, 3, and there were more level 4 and 5 demons amongst their ranks.

There was one more different demon type amongst their ranks, a flying ball of flesh that had numerous eyes on top of it while its lower part was packed with mouths of different sizes. It used its small wings to fly and charge towards the players first.

Its speed was above the other demons but its small size showed that it didn't have strong attacking power. It was relatively the size of a basketball and it shouldn't pose a threat to the players if they simply keep calm.

That was of course easier to say than do. The players had so far fought goblins and other small monsters, none of them were used to fighting such monstrosities that were charging at them right now. The flying balls of flesh were a horrifying sight to many, but a couple of them managed to keep their cool and attack.

The defensive capability of the flying demons was incredibly low, the player's swords and spears easily managed to pierce through them and end their lives. Some of the players got attacked, to their horror they were able to see the numerous mouths opening wide as they attempted to bite them, the end result, however, was not as bad as many had feared. It hurt, that was certain, but that was about it, the mouth had the strength to bite through the skin but they were too weak to deal any significant damage quickly and even the weakest players could defeat them with relative ease if they simply focused on fighting without being overtaken by fear.

Of course, the main reason for that was the fact that all the players had weapons on them, if an average person was to go against any of the demons by themselves they would probably be frozen in fear and then it would be too late. Bare hands would not do any significant damage to the demons and it would quickly turn into a battle of attrition, most of the time the demons would win it as they didn't mind pain, their whole lives were spent in agony after all.

The average level of the players that were fighting against the demons was 5, they were on average much stronger than the demons and managed to cut them down swiftly, there were some students and people from the underground city that steeled themselves and joined the crowd previously, even though they were level 1 they were given weapons and they managed to fight against the demons and level up.

The demons were slowly all killed, Beast had intervened twice during the battle as he had spotted players in difficult situations. Reign and Shadow were simply leaning against trees while looking at the players, the results so far were good as there were no players that gave up and most of them managed to level up at least once.

As the battle had finished the players again went back to their positions as they all sat down on the ground while panting. The battles were taxing not only physically but mentally as well, the sight of blood flowing on the ground of the forest was something that nobody was used to, the numerous corpses of the demons littered the grounds as most of them were squished into meat paste.

All the players wished to rest a bit, but unfortunately for them, they only had about 3 minutes before the next wave was sent towards them.

Seeing the enemies that were exiting the portal, the players had serious expressions on their faces, the lowest level of the opponents in front of them was level 5, it was a huge jump in level from the previous wave. Level 5 was much stronger compared to the weaklings they had fought against previously, not to mention that that was only the lowest level of the demons that were exiting the portal right now.

Other than the four demons they had fought against previously new ones of course showed up. Demonic wolves that had decaying faces were present, their black fur looked dirty and their bodies were filled with wounds, pus could be seen flowing from the wounds as they walked towards the players.

Zombies and skeletons also walked together with the demons while a new monster type was also with them, ghouls. The ghouls were similar to zombies, their pale skin that easily got ripped when even touching another monster was filled with wounds, their eyes were glowing an eerie red light as they were charging at the players with bloodthirsty smiles.

Compared to zombies the ghouls were much stronger, their bodies were tougher and they could perform actions more easily, running was not a problem for them either. The biggest difference between the two was that zombies would never show any emotions, even when their arms were ripped out they would still charge towards you and the only way to kill them was to destroy their heads.

Ghouls on the other hand did feel pain, they would stalk their prey before attacking them and they would sometimes even run away from a fight.

This time it wasn't only the weak players that fought, even some of the stronger player groups joined them this time, their job will be to take care of the stronger enemies while the other players fight against the other monsters. Of course, since the monster's numbers were still relatively the same Reign and the others decided that they needed to keep half of them occupied while the players fight.

As the demons charged towards the now nervous crowd a figure suddenly landed in the middle of the demon army, more than ten unfortunate demons were crushed to pieces immediately as a tall figure stood in the way of the other demons. Even though his mana was being released the demons showed no fear as one demonic dog pounced on the figure. Its teeth were broken the moment it bit the man as he simply grabbed the dog's head before applying force and smashing it apart.

"Little bastard." Tank cursed as he looked at the other demons that were now targeting him, he immediately used his Mana Shield and a huge blue shield materialized between him and the demons. No matter how much the demons attacked they were unable to break through the shield, some of them even crushed their heads as they charged at it with full speed. Blood could be seen everywhere on the shield as the demons attacked it with ferocity.

Tank simply sighed as he looked at the demons who were staring at him with bloodthirsty expressions. His job was to simply stay here and keep the demons occupied while the players deal with the other half of the army that was currently locked in battle with them.

Even though their numbers were halved, the demons were still pressuring the players immensely, fighting against the enemies that were of the same level as you was something that was much harder compared to lower-leveled ones after all. The low-level players were fighting as well as they grouped together against the demons that came after them relentlessly. Reign and Shadow were also down there as they blitzed through the crowd while saving players that were about to be killed or seriously injured.