I noticed that Shin stood behind Goda and Mony and the others. These five took the rule of managing these players and filtering them. I felt excited.
All those players wanted to join my army. I would like to see how these families would respond. The selection process extended longer than I expected.
I expected it to take around three to four hours, but now it took more than ten hours and the crowd in front of me didn’t decrease at all. Shin kept sending me updates every half hour.
Every message he sent included the total number of players plus the number of high-level players. In the second hour Shin discovered someone who he had seen before in the aristocratic army.
He didn’t hesitate to expel him. He wasn’t the only one that came to spy on us, but every ten minutes Shin discovered one of them.
Although it was expected for them to send spies to us, I didn’t expect them to send such high-end players. I marked these players and told Shin to observe their data and write down their names.
We must hit them hard sometimes and make them lose some of their fighters. It’s not a game but it was a war and I intended to play a long war of attrition with them.
The numbers that Shin sent at the tenth hour made me feel more confident about my plan. Although my original plan didn’t include attacking their players, after they presented themselves to me on a golden plate like this I wouldn’t hesitate to eat them.
This act may enrage them more but I already had a death feud with them so I didn’t care. I kept observing everything happening in front of me till I suddenly had a very cold chill deep in my heart.
That sensation I had felt a lot before. I had fallen into an ambush. One class popped up suddenly to my head, so I didn’t hesitate at all to use my trump card skill:
“Gravity skill.”
Suddenly a wave spread with me as its origin outwards. I felt strange when I used this skill before it didn’t generate this wave.
Suddenly in the area around me appeared 5 hidden players who had their stealth canceled. My guess was right. I got ambushed by assassins.
I wasn’t standing still but was moving out of this narrow street. When I got this feeling, my legs moved in an instinct response. Although these five players were revealed to me, they didn’t show any panic on their faces.
They kept moving forward putting me in their center. I felt threatened; this reaction of them was very rapid and effective. They were a well-organized team that had a great deal of war experience.
But I wasn’t naive too. I kept my vigilance towards any small move from them. I didn’t have time to observe their info but I got a feeling that their level was similar to mine. They were all at level 5.
I kept moving forward until I was near the exit of the street. There they changed their tactics and started their vicious attacks. The first to move was the one behind me as he tried to hit me from my dead spot.
I was a magician before and my whole life I learned how to avoid getting hit. This was a very essential life-saving skill for any magician.
This self-learned skill showed its true virtue here. Although he moved very professionally without causing any sound, I already saw him from the beginning.
He held a shiny dagger in his hand which was targeted towards my nape of the neck. I ducked immediately to avoid his attack. At the same time, the two assassins beside me moved in tacit understanding.
One of them targeted my kidney and the other targeted my head. I was already in a difficult situation but I used my spear and hit the player behind me then I inserted it in the ground.
I used it to flip my body backward. That gave me some distance from the other two in the front. I didn’t stop as I stood on my feet and removed my spear from the ground then I jumped high in the air and inserted the spear in the flying body of this assassin.
“Penta aux skill
Triple thrush skill”
At once I landed more spears on this player body.
For a second there were big misses flying over his head but I didn’t stop nor did I care. He was using a self immunity skill to protect himself from my attacks.
In the next second my attacks began to cause damage. This damage appearing from his head was half my original damage. I didn’t care and continued to use my spear as rapidly as I could.
At the third second my attacks caused full damage to him. In these three seconds, he got over 1000 damage to zero him out immediately.
I wasn’t neglecting those behind me as they were closing up to me in these seconds. Two of them reached me at the moment of their teammate’s death.
They didn’t show any expression at all as if they didn’t care about their mate’s fate. One of them used his dagger to hit my back while the second didn’t stop.
They intended to corner me between themselves till the other two reached them. I wasn’t planning to let me fall into their trap. I dodged that attack with natural agility as I turned on myself a whole circle.
During my movement to dodge I directed the shaft of the spear to hit the second player hard with all my power. All assassins have weak agile bodies but he couldn’t escape my hit as it was very sudden.
His body flew backward to hit a building in the street with 20 damage appearing from his head. That left the assassin behind me alone.
He wasn’t a newbie as he continued his attack at once and sent many attacks towards me. I felt like a fan of daggers appeared covering my whole body.
The remaining two players who were at the forefront were getting near and near. There was no time to finish this assassin as I retreated backward.
I got many hits and each one caused around 10th of damage. I wasn’t passive either as I started using my stab skill to hit this assassin too. A hit for a hit, it was a battle for attrition.
Although their speed was crushed under my gravity skill effect, these four were moving fast enough to cope with me. I knew what this assassin intended to do.
He wanted to lower my HP to the bottom so they could kill me. I admired his courage but did he think I would play like that with him? When the other three people neared my I didn’t hesitate and used my skills:
“Strength aux skill.
Tempest of lightning skill.”
The area around me changed at once.
My first gravity skill reduced players’ speed by four times. Now this skill reduced their speed by two folds as well. Now I had the upper hand in speed.
The tempest of lightning made the area of the 5*5 meter around me is like a forbidden zone. Each strike was followed by an additional five shadows.
All four of them were inside my skill range so they suffered from severe damage each second. I didn’t stop at my place as those players were the cream of the crop.
As I thought, they didn’t feel any surprise by my attack and tried to escape my skill range. Every time one of them tried to move away he found my spear hitting him hard from his front.
They gave me a strange feeling as if I met them before. Their fighting style wasn’t affected greatly by my skills. That meant they were using their skills that were honed from battles like myself.
They weren’t aristocratic family players at all. Here, every Frodian depended only on tech to fight. Those don’t use tech as their main weapon.
I didn’t care much, the strongest and the fittest would only end as a winner. I was the fastest of them and the most lethal one. My high damage output was like a nightmare to them.
I also suffered some Hp losses but it was acceptable to me. When the five seconds finished, there was only one of them standing in front of me as I just ended using my HP recovery potion.
That player managed to survive as he used one Hp potion plus the skill to decrease the damage he could take. The other three weren’t as fortunate as him.
Although they used HP recovery potion the Hp gained from it wasn’t enough to protect their lives. My damage caused by my skills made them lose Hp with a rate faster than their recovery.
I looked at that player while the potion I took began to show its results:
“You can be lucky once, but not your luck will run out.”
“How come you are much stronger than the reports? You play spearman, not a magician. That’s weird for a Treenian like you.”
Although what he said stirred a massive storm in me I didn’t show it on my face as I kept moving forward step by step like a messenger of death:
“Tell me, do you regret accepting the money for my head?”
“How did you know?”
I only suspected it idiot and now you confirmed everything. I didn’t need to know anything more from him so I decided to finish him.
While I was about to strike him hard with my stab skill I suddenly felt a crisis moving very fast nearing me. I jumped at once to the side trying to dodge but I found a big arrow hitting the area I was just at.
My sigh of relief didn’t finish and it stopped abruptly as this arrow suddenly caused massive energy around him. From my magic experience, I figured out what was going to happen so I didn’t relax for even a second.
I pushed my feet rapidly to continue moving to the side to fall with a loud bang that occurred from that arrow that exploded. The range of its explosion was 10*10 meters so I was engulfed by the explosion.
Also, that assassin was hit too by this vicious attack. This explosion got the attention of everyone near here. As the battle was so sudden and fast I didn’t have time to tell Shin about it.
So when that cloud of smoke appeared at the street I was hiding at, Shin felt extremely worried and left everything behind and ran towards me.
Although there was only one street between us, he wasn’t the nearest one to me, but that attacker. That archer knew his arrow explosion would attract everyone’s attention to here so he moved fast after launching his arrow towards my location.
He intended to plunder me from my Guild Master Stone. His skill lasted only for one second but the aftermath of it lasted for a longer time.
Once he entered this cloud of dust without fear, he felt a huge hit to his body that flew backward returning to the street again. This time everyone was near here.
From the cloud of dust, I emerged holding my spear with a big dragon head emerging from the tip of it. Every step I took made my shape clearer to everyone who stopped in their footsteps watching me like watching a war hero.
The player who suffered the loss of half of his HP stood up with difficulty and his bow was in one hand and an arrow appeared in the other.
Although he felt shocked from the inside about my survival, he was truly a veteran. I admired these kinds of soldiers. If he was under my command I would raise him to be a general.
I loved leading a hundred lions like him over one million-strong army of weaklings. I didn’t give him any chance at all as I ran rapidly to reach him.
He was about to release his arrow when I hit his bow with my spear. The percussion of my hit made the bow fall from his hand. His body tumbled a few steps to the back.
I didn’t stop my attacks as I launched one hit after another. His HP was falling fast like running water under my spear. With the fifth second, he was zeroed out.
Although he tried to use damage reducing skill it was in vain. He tried to use the HP recovery potion to escape his dark fate. Although I could hit this potion and stop him, I didn’t do that.
I let him use everything he had so he would know the ultimate truth. I wanted to show everyone watching whether he was a friend or an enemy the ultimate truth.
In front of me, there was only one dead-end, yes, it was to become dead. When he fell to the ground dropping his bow and other equipment I stood there.
My body was full of blood and my spear was full of death. I looked at everyone around me and didn’t say anything. I took the two pieces of equipment that dropped from this archer and the other five assassins. I still had mouths to feed.
