“ARRRGGGGGHHHHHH!!!”

Aditya's scream echoed across the battlefield as he clutched his severed right wrist.

Initially, he had intended to parry the enemy's attack, but lacking swordsmanship skills, the foe easily feinted before severing Aditya's wrist.

Aditya tried to forget the maddening pain and reached for his sword that had fallen to the ground.

His severed hand still gripped the sword firmly.

But before he could move to touch it, his head had already been severed.

In the few moments before his life was lost, Aditya could still see his headless body stand up before falling to his knees.

[Congratulations, you have died for the 8th time!]

Despite facing repeated deaths, Aditya began to acclimate to the pain.

His mind, initially overwhelmed by agony, gradually regained its functionality. He learned to divide his focus between movement, combat, pain management, and seeking a way out of this madness.

However, adapting to something far beyond the capacity of a city college student wasn't as simple.

"ATTACK!!!" Wisesa once again cursed all his soldiers to die.

Aditya once again pushed his body to run along with the other sunda warriors.

Once again, he met the majapahit warrior who had repeatedly killed him.

Once again, the majapahit warrior performed a vertical slash.

Once again, Aditya raised his sword to parry horizontally.

This time he managed to parry correctly and the sound of metal clashing sounded delightful in his ears. Before he could smile the pain began to radiate from his wrist that held the sword.

The huge difference in strength made Aditya's soft joints unable to withstand the sword's speed until it broke the bone.

The tip of the blade pierced Aditya's left chest before he could register the pain from his broken wrist.

“FUCK!!!!”

Just before he could curse further, the enemy's sword slashed through his neck, exposing his bones. Once again, Aditya fell into the abyss of his own blood until death came calling.

[Congratulations, you have died for the 9th time!]

Aditya realized he wasn't in the real world but in a virtual realm that felt 100% real. Otherwise, how could he repeatedly return to life after death?

Thus, he understood he truly existed within the world of Pendant of War, where the rules of the game governed reality.

"ATTACK!!!" Wisesa once again cursed all his soldiers to die.

Aditya once again pushed his body to run along with the other sunda warriors.

Once again, he met the majapahit warrior who had repeatedly killed him.

Once again, the majapahit warrior performed a vertical slash.

Once again, Aditya raised his sword to parry horizontally.

Aditya chose not to parry with all his strength this time but instead relaxed his arm muscles, swiftly executing a side step.

As a result, he evaded the Majapahit warrior's sword strike, but his own movement placed him off balance.

Unbeknownst to him, the Majapahit warrior's foot was already positioned right behind Aditya's, and when he moved sideways, he stumbled over the warrior's foot.

Gravity took hold, and Aditya fell backward.

“UUFFTT!” As the hard ground met Aditya's back, air exploded out of his lungs.