God of Tricksters

Meanwhile, Akbar, who was on the ground with numerous experts surrounding him, maintained his calm as if he wasn't in a pinch.

"You should surrender as soon as possible. If not, you will die." One of them threatened him since this fight was already one-sided. Even if Akbar had some power, he wouldn't be able to win against six Mythical Rank Experts as well as Supreme Rank Experts that would be supporting them from behind.

"I don't have much time to reply to your complaint. So, spare my ears from hearing your buzzing sound." Akbar yawned. They were fighting during the night since the negotiation took a lot of time, so this action made Akbar look like he was sleepy from waiting for too long.

"Capture him dead or alive. Even if he's alive, cut one of his hands as a reminder." The one who seemed to be the leader passed down the judgment.

Akbar smirked as he could see those six Mythical Rank Experts moving in unison as if they had been fighting together for a long time.

'So, this is the Griffith Family's soldiers. It's said that they're trained together so that they can overwhelm the enemy with their number. And with their extraordinary individual strength, they can defeat people who are stronger than them. And of course, I am even weaker than all the Mythical Rank Experts here.' Akbar didn't expect much from himself since he was weaker than his enemies. However, a smile couldn't help but appear on his face as Akbar's eyes became sharp. "But…"

Suddenly, two Mythical Rank Experts appeared from the two sides, kicking Akbar's head and feet at the same time.

"…there is a 100% chance that you will attack me from both sides…" Akbar smirked and jumped before ducking, making him avoid these two kicks just by staying in between.

However, this was a mistake because another Mythical Rank Expert appeared from behind, punching his back to disrupt Akbar's peace.

Unfortunately for him, Akbar had calculated his move again.

"Yep, I thought so." Akbar smirked as his body was actually spinning to the front, allowing him to spread his body again and resulting in his hand touching the ground.

Meanwhile, his foot kicked the hand that almost struck him, directing the fist upward.

*Bam!*

"Argh!"

The punch created a shock wave that blasted everything in front, but because Akbar directed it to the foot that almost hit his head, the foot had to endure all that power.

The Mythical Rank Expert felt like his bone was about to crack. If not for another person to appear and drag him out before his bone was crushed, the punch would have stopped him from fighting.

But this was where Akbar showed his might.

"I know that one of you will help the injured guy, so die together…"

He took out a flying knife and tossed it to the injured Mythical Rank Expert to kill him.

Still, his opponent was a Mythical Rank Expert. There was no way Akbar, who was only a weak Mythical Rank Expert, could defeat them with only this one knife. Hence, the Mythical Rank Expert deflected it to the side with his fist.

"This is foolish. Do you think you can kill me with this knife?"

Akbar smiled once again as he raised his finger, showing a thread that he attached to the flying knives. The flying knife suddenly stopped flying randomly but instead turned as if it was making a loop.

"!!!" The Mythical Rank Expert that attacked him from behind was shocked and tried to escape, but it was too late. The flying knife pierced through his right arm.

"What?!" The people from the Griffith Family were shocked. They should be outnumbering Akbar, yet, the latter seemed to be able to deal with them.

Akbar stood in the middle of them while smirking, "Yep, I know that if I look down on the people from the Griffith Family, they're bound to deflect my flying weapon instead of catching it. Thanks to you, I can injure your comrade. That's great. Of course, after this shock, the inexperienced ones have a 90% chance of making a rushed attack and the old guys cover them up."

Suddenly, a few elemental attacks rained Akbar down, trying to wound him if not kill him. But as expected, the Mythical Rank Experts from the Griffith Family didn't believe Akbar could die from that. And with him being stopped from all directions, the remaining two Mythical Rank Experts that had yet to launch their attacks appeared from above and struck where he stood.

*Bam!*

Their punches caused a shock wave that cracked the ground as well as blew away the dust that was kicked up from the elemental attacks.

"Huh?!" The two of them felt the same thing as they looked at each other, finding that Akbar had disappeared from his position. Akbar should have been surrounded from all directions, but they forgot that they came from above.

Because they didn't want to wound their injured comrade behind Akbar, they had to attack him from above instead of the front. Hence, Akbar took that opportunity to cover himself with the dust and followed the movement, escaping from the encirclement from the front.

"Aaaaahhhh!" They suddenly heard multiple screams from the side and saw Akbar butchering the Supreme Rank Experts.

"There is a 70% chance that you guys will be too focused on me and leave the Supreme Rank Experts to fend for themselves. But that chance will become 100% if I can injure the person behind me since you don't want to injure him more than that." Akbar smirked as if he had been calculating all their moves.

And due to that reason, not only could he escape from their encirclement, but he also managed to kill all the Supreme Rank Experts.

Akbar might be weaker than them as a Mythical Rank Expert, but he, by no means, had any trouble in killing a couple of Supreme Rank Experts.

What they didn't know about Akbar was his extraordinary calculation ability. He might be weaker than them, but the more they outnumbered him, the more cards Akbar could use to kill them.

Akbar smirked and coolly said, "Number is not absolute, but by no means should you underestimate numbers. And the chance of six of you defeating me is… zero."