At first, Laybit had only wanted to return home to deliver a message before heading to the Grayclaw tribe with the three fellows who appeared out of nowhere but didn't seem like bad guys.
But he didn't expect to see his father being killed before he even reached the tribe.
He promptly lost his mind and wanted to charge at the enemy with his life, only to be stopped by Vulcan in the end.
After all, the Players could see their levels, and a Level 5 trash like Laybit naturally wouldn't be a match for the Level 35 Tigerman Warrior. He would only die if he charged at him.
Still, the Players didn't have to worry about that.
If Edward and the other first-rate Players were above Level 40, Zonyan Grayclaw, who was only Level 38 because he couldn't find a party to farm dungeons with his bad luck was the second-tier Players. He was a mainstay, and most Players were at that level at the moment.
Vulcan and Zonyan were contemporaries, and since he was a forthright person who liked to carry smurf accounts, he was around the same level as Zonyan at Level 37.
As for Joey, who joined the Church of Games because of Terry and Jom, he was a pure newbie who had just reached Level 20.
Zonyan was a Berserker Swordmaster, while Vulcan was a Spirit Swordsman Swordsman. On the other hand, Joey had passed the level threshold for class-change, but was dragged away halfway through his class-change quest in exchange for the Titanic, which was why he was still a ranger now.
From a level perspective alone, the Players clearly had the upper hand — both Zonyan and Vulcan were higher than the Tigerman Warrior. Normal monsters could be easily hung up and beaten.
The problem, however, was that Zonyan could tell from the fight between the Tigerman Warrior and Laybit's father that the Tigerman was a Sabertooth Warrior with an ancestral bloodline even if it wasn't a Boss in the game system, but it was an elite foe.
It was still a little difficult to fight an elite monster with a level difference of three.
"Is that guy powerful?" Vulcan asked Zonyan quietly, not understanding the uniqueness of nonhumans.
"If I'm not mistaken, it's an elite, and a very powerful one at that." Zonyan replied.
"Are you alright?" Vulcan asked worriedly.
"I'll hold him back. You and Joey take care of the Graywolf as soon as possible and come help me. Don't worry, the Graywolves are a little crazy, and they'll eat up every taunt."
Zonyan replied quietly.
Vulcan nodded. The tank would pull the Boss away while the others dealt with the minions before working together to kill the Boss. This was one of the more common tactics among players.
"Be careful not to die."
"You too."
The two of them punched each other in unison.
Although the players were not afraid of death, this was the Western Continent, and there were no Resurrection Stones. If they died accidentally, they would have to be resurrected in the Eastern Continent even if they had the Resurrection Ankh with them. It was equivalent to them suffering for nothing with the Titanic, and they would have to start all over again and exchange for a new ship …
Hence, he led Joey to try and surround the Level 23 Gray Werewolf, leaving the Tigerman to Zonyan.
"Kill me as a sacrifice? How dare you … "The Tigerman sneered." I've always been annoyed by you Grayclaws acting like tyrants. It's time for us Mountain Tigers to be the king of Vierlin! "
Zonyan understood at his words. No wonder he wanted to recruit a tribe like the Long Ears that didn't have much fighting power to serve him. Was that what he was planning?
Even so, Zonyan didn't let him off the hook. "You're saying that, but you're working for Swordtail. You really don't mean what you say. Are you a tsundere?"
Zonyan had learned the word tsundere from the Player forums. At first, it was that 'Call me Ball' fellow who used it, but it somehow became popular.
Even if the Tigerman didn't know what tsundere meant, it clearly wasn't a good word given the context. "Mister Swordtail is one of the few people I admire, and I'm willing to work for him before I can defeat him. You, on the other hand …"
The Saber-toothed Tigerman lifted his head slightly, assuming a stance as if a tiger was about to attack its prey. "I know you, Zonyan Grayclaw, the weak ex-chief! Mister Swordtail had thought you dead, but you're still alive. If that's the case, I'll send you on your way! Remember to say that Roaring Mountain Tiger was the one who killed you when you meet the spirits of our ancestors! "
Zonyan took a deep breath and drew out his hip blade, cutting his palm with a casual slash, leaving a trail of blood as he buffed himself. "Martyr's Sacrifice!"
"Killing yourself right off the bat? Is that your strategy?! " Roaring Mountain Tiger didn't say anything else. His muscles tightened like a rubber band, and in the next split second, he shot himself towards Zonyan like an arrow let loose from a bow!
The Berserker Path's Skills were all about exchanging health for health. If it was a Dungeon raid or a soloing of a weaker enemy, the Berserker Path would naturally be able to kill the enemy with a single Skill. However, if the Berserker Path was facing an enemy stronger than the Berserker Path, it was very easy for the Berserker Path to kill the Berserker Path.
Moreover, Zonyan's current goal was to stall for time until Vulcan and Joey arrived. That was why he didn't keep using the Berserker Path's skills even if he used Martyr's Sacrifice to buff his stats. Instead, he switched to Kengyoku's simple fighting style of blocking and deflecting.
That left the Tigerman very frustrated.
The tribal warriors of the Vierlin Plains fought very crudely and straightforwardly. For normal humans, the powerful strength and physique of nonhumans would completely make up for their lack of techniques. Even a master swordsman of the Eastern Continent would be at a disadvantage here, since apart from swords that were enchanted with special powers, normal swords could be easily broken by a hammer strike from the side no matter how fine they were. That was the case when one could break ten with brute force.
Still, that was something that would only happen under normal circumstances. After all, every Player's weapon had a certain durability, and it would never be broken before its durability ran out unless it was slashed by a divine weapon or an enemy with divine attributes!
Still, Zonyan realized that he was worrying too much after a brief exchange of blows.
Roaring Mountain Tiger who had awakened his Saber-toothed Tiger bloodline was very powerful in terms of stats alone. Not only was he no weaker than a Player who was three levels above him, he was even a level above him in terms of strength!
But that was it.
Zonyan had no systematic combat techniques, and was simply relying on a few moves he had learned from bullying the weak. He was a complete noob, and could deflect almost every single one of his opponent's attacks at the right moment, just like a mentor in the Soul series who gave newbies practice and felt that they were very strong …
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Chapter 208
Master Gurda
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