Of the Northern Alliance there were many warrior and paladin users with high defense, but they did not hunt like the Geomchis. Boss monsters that Knights would not be capable of kill the Geomchis could hunt! The users of the Northern Alliance stopped panicking and grasped the situation. However, they could only realize the number of disadvantages there were. The guild chat was so congested that no one could find any decent information. The Kallamore Knights were still stronger than a high class boss monster as they engaged the field of carnage. Level 50 beginners, though small, was still something to be worried about. Users were going along with the beginners and hunting enemies as asssasins. Because they were low level, the beginners pressed on fearlessly.
"Morata's army!"
Morata's soldiers jumped into the war. They mainly focused on shooting arrows from a distance to intercept the Northern Alliance. Then there was a scream!
Dung dung dung dung puaaaa!
Music could be heard from all over Morata. Bard began to play all at once. Bards could help with aiding allies by replenishing their stamina. The bards gave a performance about the Morata Lord's might.
"Let the power of our souls play!"
The bards started to blow a horn. Soon the mood began to escalate rapidly. It felt as if something was going to show up!
"Keurwalalalalalala!"
Then they heard a huge roar. The soldiers and generals of the Northern Alliance began to feel weak at the knees as they collapsed onto the floor. The Peerless Dragon causes weak creatures to die. The aura began to fill the bodies of everyone in the Northern Alliance.
"What?"
"What has appeared?"
Looking up into the sky, at the castle the giant Bingryong could be seen flying around. He was too large to have good agility or stamina, and he was weaker than usual but the intimidation that he gave off was real.
"Its Bingryong!"
"God of War Weed is here with Bingryong!"
Weed was sitting on top of Bingryong's head. The Wyverns were flying around as escorts with the Phoenix.
"Weed!"
"The God of War Weed has descended!"
The users that had participated in the fight began to shake with fear in their eyes. Due to Weed's charisma, the users of the Northern Alliance were suddenly affected.
"There is no way we could have won against a famous adventurer like him."
"Weed was able of catching a dragon. We can never win."
Weed had colossal fame and fighting spirit that caused the enemy soldiers to lose morale. Morale was recognized as an important power on a battlefield. Weed smiled satisfied.
"This is a wonderful hunting ground."
Tens of thousand of people in the war!
If he won the war then he, the lord, would get a lot of fame and a title but that was not what Weed found interesting. Why would he risk himself if he could get more fame from a quest. He had struggled with an S rank quest for his class. Weed wanted the equipment that was worn by the Northern Alliance. On the item trading site, he could get 75 thousand, 90 thousand, 1060 thousand, 2.9 million and higher up to 10 million won for the items. There were a lot of users that were equipped with swords and armor.
"Alright. Alright. This is great."
He did not know how many Kallamore Knights and beginners were left since the fight had already gone on for 2 hours. Now that the Northern Alliance was exhausted and lost a lot of vitality it was now time for him to strike. He still had to be careful of the mages that were meditating to regenerate mana.
"Keulkeulkeulkeul."
Weed smiled and let out a wicked laugh.
From the very beginning of the war he had been waiting for this very moment. It was cowardly but he fought nonetheless.
"I can see the items that I'll get from killing."
It was not an exaggeration that Dark Gamers got a special bonus payment at least once a year. There was a jackpot all over the area. In this one battle he would be able to get a lot of equipment. Weed cleared his throat now that he was ready. The bards continued to play their music. It was to indicate the joy of the start of the song of war! Weed began to yell violently at the top of Bingryong's head.
The music of the battlefield flows
Follow me now
I'm singing to the brink of death.
Weed had not practiced the lyrics beforehand. Weed turned his eyes to the floor.
There are four warrior helmets.
Time for you to die.
Is that a knight I see over there.
Are you exhausted?
I'll give you twenty seconds to rest
I'll be taking your armor
Those are some very nice thing that you have
I'd like to have them!
You have such luxurious items.
I, Weed, will fight you.
While looking at the floor, he came out with improvised about looting items live on the screen. There were quite a few users in the mid-300s that he could sweep up. Last night he had spent a lot time to give life to two sculptures. The King Hydra and the Black Snake. The effects were not worth it to Morata but he gave life to them since it was an emergency. As a result Weed's art stats dropped and he gave life to a level 429 and a level 441 super monsters. Even with Weed's charisma and leadership, it was very tough to control these new creatures.