The Vanoss Crew Journey to Another World

Chapter 4: Feuer Frei!

Delirious, Nogla, Moo, Basically, and Terroriser met up with Vanoss, who was currently in full diamond armor with an Enchanted Netherite sword in hand.

"So what the fuck are we dealing with?" Terroriser asked as he and others arrived in front of Vanoss.

"I'm gonna be honest with you. I've got no clue. I just know that one minute I'm trying to figure out how the hell we got to this place, and on the way out I see a bunch of weird looking mobs coming towards our home with clubs." Vanoss replied with a complicated look on his face.

"The enemy is approaching!" Nogla announced.

Turning their heads towards the entrance of their commune, five hundred monsters, with over four hundred forty-five small ones, fifty large and fat ones, and five very large ones with horns, all with clubs, and all wearing.

"Oh! And they're also wearing nothing but loincloths." Vanoss whispered to Terroriser.

Looking at Vanoss with a deadpan look, all Terroriser could say was...

"Oh, how do you know it, Holmes?" He sarcastically asked Vanoss in a British accent.

"I kinda wish they had a little more to wear. I think I can see some of their junk." Moo said as a small look of disgust filled his face.

"Bleugh!" Basically stuck his tongue out to the side in clear disgust.

Right now, it was nothing but a stare off as the monsters and the crew looked at each other dead in the eyes. However, the reason why the monsters haven't attacked yet was because within the group, the monsters notice a beastmen, an undead, and... a strange looking human which they weren't familiar with according to their scents of smell. They had smelt humans all of their lives but smelling the one wearing jet black clothes was the most peculiar one among them. Some of them think it isn't human at all but a disguise.

The next thing to happen was a human-size green piglin with furs on his skin, he wield a large club twice his size, covered in metal spikes, probably the leader of the monster band, walked a few feet away from his army and started to holler towards Team 6... with Moo in it.

"Greetings, summoners of the Gods, for as I, Strurruilk, The Mighty King of all Things Under His Feet and Ruler From His Throne of the Burning Hill and Sea Master of Thieves and Giver of All Goblin Life and Conqueror of All Lands and Grand Lord of Magic and Happiness! And Only Chief of Love and Destruction! Now which kingdom do you serve!!" The green furry piglin called out.

"That's some long ass title." Terroriser remarked.

"Most longest title in 2022." Vanoss stated.

"I never knew we were gonna meet Wildcat's long lost father, hehe." Delirious said, giving a laugh from his friends.

"Except he looks green and fatter." Nogla added.

"Like he drank too much alcohol and drugs for the past thirty years." Moo did the same.

"Everybody shut the fuck up, be serious, we don't really know the full situation we are in." Basically warned.

After what the furry piglin says, looking towards each other in clear confusion, Team 6 looked back at the humanoid green pig.

"What do you mean!?" Marcel asked loudly.

"Shut it, Night man. I'm not talking to you!"

"Night man?" Basically asked himself, finding the words to feel... offensive for some reason.

"Do these fuckers have brain damage or something?" Nogla slurred out, still trying to get his body fluids moving from resisting the urge to just fall asleep there now.