-Level up
-Level up
-Magic has inflicted severe injury on allies.
-Allies have been killed.
-Infamy has increased by 350.
-Level up.
They were leveling up tremendously!
Users that were part of the Northern Alliance averaged between level 250 to 300. They still had to be concerned about the Kallamore Knights.
“Eternal Guardian!”
None of the Kallamore Knights died. Their weapons and armor had magical blessings stored on them that would trigger. Each of the group of 50 knights would rush and then scatter. Using their high mobility, dozens of knights would rush in and kill a single person instantly. In fact, many of the users had not been prepared to fight to the death. Instead of trying to fight against the knights, many were trying to escape the explosions. Multiple guilds were part of the alliance so it was hard to stop the mages from casting magic.
“Don’t run away!”
“I didn’t know that the Kallamore Knights would show up all of a sudden!”
The battlefield of the Northern Alliance was a mix of screaming and dying. There was not a command system set up and the wizrds were blindly attacking while others fled. The Kallamore Knights would rush in between the dust and flames as if they were Reapers of the Battlefield. However the situation would change for the Northern Alliance if enough times passes. The Knights would get tired eventually and then the enemy would aim for a counterattack. They could not imagine that a large enough army would appear from Morata’s castle.
“Move! Advance! Keep marching!”
“Let’s go! We can protect Morata with our own hands!”
They were wearing leather clothes and wielding old iron swords. The beginners began to enter into the war. The prestigious guilds were the revolting scum of the earth with their oppression and tyranny. They advanced to stop them and they would never give up Morata to them.
The Continent of Versailles was a harsh and rugged place to travel in!
Hunting a deer was like a boss monster to beginners. There was also the heart pounding feeling of wandering around a field and discovering a dungeon. People say that the central continent was a good place to hunt but they never got the chance to hunt. In various areas, beginners had to bow their heads to the prestigious guilds to avoid offending them. They had to pay money if they wanted to hunt. They couldn’t say anything even if the hunting toll increased. A single dagger would have a 50% tax rate, and even a severe 70% tax rate. They wanted to have their freedom. Their reasons for traveling the continent were different. But now was the time for them to fight. They only had leather armor, a sword, and some barley bread that they ate sparingly as they traveled to the north.
Then a story passed through the beginner community a few weeks ago. Various beginners put their experiences together and shared information since they had all undergone the same tearful pains of trying to earn money from rabbit leather. These beginners began to read some posts. Here were some of the rumors.
-Grass Porridge Cult recruiting unlimited number of beginners at no cost!
-It’s a organization that is secretly sponsered by Weed.
-The Lord does not exploit the Tower of Light, The Statue of Freya, or any of the beginners of their jobs or rights.
In the scale of four weeks, they gathered an enormous number of beginners from all over the Continent of Versailles in Morata.Tens of thousands would be fighting scarecrows since then.
“We can fight.”
“Get up and defend our freedom!”
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 t