The city of Morata led a bitter battle atmosphere as they charged ahead. The people of Morata had absolute loyalty and supported each other. Beginners would have their leather clothes repaired for free as well as free packaged food. They had become stronger from relentlessly beating on the scarecrows. The Geomchi sword masters began lectures aimed towards beginners. It didn't matter if they had spend weeks of training. They had been waiting for this moment to fight.
"Let's go!"
"It's time to fight."
An army of beginners poured through Morata's gates!
Ten thouand, twenty thousand, thirty thousand...
Tens of twenty of waves poured out. They continued coming out of the gates without any sign of decline. Morata was the place that beginners gathered on the Continent of Versailles. There were people that had walked all the way from the central continent to those that started in Morata. They were lined up all the way to the castle. The entire area was filled with beginners! In the midst of the Northern Alliance getting attacked by the Kallamore Knights, the army of beginners suddenly attacked. Mapan rushed around giving commands.
"Do not let the front line break! Support as much as possible. Shoot to kill! Do not hesitate to die because the 1.2 million other Grass Porridge Cult members will avenge you."
The Grass Porridge Cult began to move in groups of 32 members to fight. The power in their beginner swords were very humble. They were barely wearing any armor unlike the Northern Alliance members. These common soldiers were formidable opponents. Their levels ranged from 30 to 50 but they did not have any regard for their lives. They were still complete beginners in the field of fighting.
"Get them in the chest!"
"Attack their legs."
"Chuck axes at their heads!"
Every time there was a successful attack a beginner would scream out in death! It was clear to them that they were dying. However, the users began to panic. The number of beginners did not stop coming. There was a severe level difference of 100 so it was not hard to kill them. However, once you kill one, then two would show up and then after than three more would show up. In such a large crowd they could not relax for a moment. The Kallamore Knights had the power of about half of the Northern Alliance with the exception of the ordinary soldiers. In the crazed battle, the organized beginners pushed them back with their insanity.
"Grass Porridge! Grass Porridge! Grass Porridge!"
"Kill the invaders."
"Our lives are worth nothing. We can do nothing but benefit from killing them and taking their items that drop!"
Beginners began their frantic full body assault!
In the air there was a large number of units all over the wall. It was a frightening thing to see. There were a large number of containers filled with arrows!
"Shoot the arrows!"
Even though they were novice archers, mages, and clerics, arrows were still a big threat. The users with low defense would not be able to defend themselves in the confusion.
"Fireball!"
"Ice bolt!"
"Fireball!"
Novice mages magical attacks!
Mages all over Morata's wall began to ruthlessly rain down magic on the enemy units. The novice mages magical power could not be ignored. The elementalist started to show up as well.
"Faithful stone servant come forth and defeat my enemy."
"Shake the ground and churn the soil!"
They rained down stones that lowered the durability, defense, and attack of swords and armors. Archers also had their bows cracked and broken. Frequently, the ground would crack and swallow up the users of the Northern Alliance. Of course they could climb back up but the stamina consumption was huge. Moreover, the spirits listened to every command that they gave. Suddenly the earth changed into a swamp and an arm appeared dragging ankles into the soil. The users of the Northern Alliance began to curse.
"These beginners are getting cheeky."
"They're garbage. Slice them apart!"
"Just because you have all gathered together, what makes you think you can do anything?"
The difference in levels could not help much so around beginners would drop like leaves. It was difficult to kill 1 to 2 people of the Northern Alliance. However, it turned into a battlefield in other parts of the Northern Alliance. Not all of Morata was low level users. The prestigious guilds from the central continent did not pay close enough attention! The high level users fought together in the north. They had mobilized large numbers of beginners to hide themselves.They then began their assault alongside the novices. The users fought together in Morata to tie down the enemies. Even the Geomchis were mixed among the beginners.
"Why are there so many openings?"
Geomchi150 would appear everytime the beginners would launch an attack. He could precisely see the gap in which to stab his sword into.
-You have struck a fatal blow!
The users of the Northern Alliance would angrily wave their swords at Geomchi150 but they never even reached him.
"They need to learn how to swing a sword from scratch."
-You have struck a fatal blow!
Pale's party was also make moves.
"Hey what's up?"
Hwaryung approached and smiled as the users' eyes widened. She was wearing a dazzling purple dress that revealed her charming legs.
"Enchanting dance!"
Hwaryung began to use her fascinating dance move to free the users where they stood.
'No way.'
'You can't do this!'
It was unfair. While they paralyzed they could not help but be extremely angry. They didn't even get to keep watching her dance. Hwaryung left behind a faint flowery smell as they were forced to stand there. Pale and Maylon fired arrows at these enemies.
"Poison Arrow."
It was a sniper skill. They were moving everywhere while shooting arrows with extreme accuracy. She deliberately took the day off in order to participate in the battle.
-This is KMC Media's Shin Hye-Min in Morata!
There was equipment in her capsule that linked everything she saw to the relay stations.
"Please call me Maylon here."
-Yes Maylon. Can I transfer this onto the broadcast?"
Maylon said while pulling her bowstrings.
"Of course!"
With her permission, the immages from her capsule were transmitted to the station. People could see KMC's broadcast of a female Ranger pulling her bowstring. The tip of the arrow left the bow like a snake. You could see the weight of the arrow as it hit the forehead of a user. The user lost a lot of health and turned grey instantly.
"Twenty nine! Did you see that?"
-Are you having second thoughts now that you're involved in the battle?
"Yes. I need to keep fighting on Morata's side."
Aside from the two of them firing arrows, there was a storm of fire. Romuna was successful in casting a long powerful spell from memory. After a while black clouds formed over her head. She quickly moved out of the way to dodge it.