Even veteran Players like Marni and Edward had never encountered a buff that was not fully formed.
Still, they had been encountering new and interesting things ever since they became Players, which was why they merely clicked their tongues in wonder for a moment before paying it no mind.
Next up was the pre-battle mobilization.
Although it was called a pre-battle mobilization, it was just a few veteran Players taking turns to say a few words to encourage the newbies.
Half a day ago, I was just a city guard knight who patrolled the streets and escorted nobles. Wasn't I supposed to be Marni Wilf's bodyguard? Why am I joining the culling of the barbarians in the blink of an eye? Since most nonhumans lived in the Western Continent, most of the Eastern Continent's citizens had no concept of nonhumans and only knew of their existence, which was why they were prejudiced and assumed that the beastly humans were barbarians? (, Domain (Please remember _ 3)
And from what they were saying, the enemy wasn't just one or two barbarians, but almost three hundred!
Those were barbarians who could easily defeat normal guards without any training!
Right now, weren't there just over a hundred of them? Moreover, many of them looked like they had just started learning how to fight, and were not even holding their weapons properly.
Couldn't they just hire some mercenaries if they didn't have enough soldiers? With their shabby appearance, they would be wiped out even if they ran into a barbarian village that was only a third of their number, let alone a barbarian village that was three times their number!
Gerald's reverence towards the Church of Games' teleportation technology was mostly gone when he saw the Players who appeared to be a ragtag army that would be routed at a single touch.
With such preconceived notions, Gerald found the veteran Players who were passionately declaring things along the lines of 'because we're so awesome and killing Tigermen women and children doesn't give us any EXP, so it's fine to spare the old, weak, women and children when we massacre the village' as laughable as clowns.
Even more laughable was the fact that the huskies around him actually believed them, with some of them even raising their hands and asking things like 'can I fight back if the women and children attack me first?'
The former even put on a serious face and replied, 'We spared their lives out of kindness, but they attacked us as a provocation. There's no need to say anything, just kill them. The God of Games will watch over you!'
Then, the husky who asked the question seemed to be in high spirits.
Wake up, with that big lance of yours, you can't even beat the old, weak, women, and children of the barbarians!
It wasn't that Gerald looked down on lances. As someone with the word 'knight' in his job title, he had actually learned how to use a lance, and admitted that it was powerful — it could easily pierce through the finest plate armor of Lancaster if it had enough momentum.
But that was under the condition that he had a mount! How could a normal person carry a three meter long lance into the battlefield? One must know that the cylindrical lance didn't have a blade. Were you planning to use it as a stick, or were you planning to use the tip of the lance to stab someone without any impact?
Regardless of what Gerald thought, the battle was unavoidable.
"Gerald." Marni, being a first-rate Player (and default tool), was standing very close to the front even if he wasn't the center of attention. He quietly and solemnly told Gerald beside him, "You don't have to do anything when the fight starts. Just keep me safe, got it?"
The last of Gerald's doubts vanished at Marni's words.
After all, the indescribably powerful Flatfish Swordsman had mentioned that Marni was one of the stronger beings among their group (Players).
Judging from the fact that he was among those who had spoken up and mobilized the others to prepare for battle, even if the Flatfish Swordsman's words weren't true, Marni was definitely one of the strongest in the group, even holding a position that was almost like a noble's leadership.
Moreover, Marni had been acting as if 'it's fine, the enemy is weak and we have a good chance of winning'. Now that he was specifically telling Gerald to protect him, it was clear that he had a correct understanding of the dangers of the Savage Stronghold.
In fact, Gerald had the feeling that the Flatfish Swordsman had done everything he could to trick him into becoming his guard so that he wouldn't die in such a dangerous place.
"Don't worry. Since I, Gerald McCobley, have agreed to be your guard, I would do my duty to the end and protect you from leaving this place alive! That's a man's promise. "He said solemnly.
Naturally, the Mountain Tigers would notice the Players' actions with such fanfare.
But before the Players could reach the Mountain Tigers' stronghold, a green fireball was already descending from the skies, blasting craters into the ground.
Gerald, who had just sworn to protect Marni could only watch as the fireball grew bigger and bigger, crashing down on his and Marni's heads!
It was fortunate that Marni was prepared. Drawing out a round shield with a pentagram on it out of nowhere, he yelled, "Weapon Throw!" And threw it out like a frisbee, hitting the fireball with perfect precision and causing it to explode in the air.
Green flames licked the ground in the crater created by the explosion, and a strange black mist rose up.
"It's the Hyena-men Priests' poisonous fireball! Clerics, cast your cleansing and dispel skills! "
Edward, who was leading the charge, shouted, and did not hold back.
They were still some distance away from the stronghold and not within the effective range of most skills. The reason the Hyena-men Priests could hit so far was because they were standing on high ground and attacking from above.
But Edward was different. He wielded the legendary staff 'Happy Flames' that buffed fire skills, and the buff to fire skills included attack range! 33m.33xs
"You're f * cking blowing up! Black Dragon Hellfire! " Edward yelled, and Happy Flames rose into a violent silhouette of flames, before curling up and turning into a black dragon that darted towards the stronghold.
The sturdy gates of the stronghold were blasted apart by Hei Yan Long's charge, shattering into shards that filled the air as Gerald watched in astonishment. Many of the Hyena-men who couldn't react in time fell off the walls.
It was just the first clash, and the Mountain Tigers' stronghold was completely open to the Players, losing its purpose of protection.
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Chapter 258:
Black Dragon Hellfire
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