“It’s that Ice Troll. Retreat to the base!”
“We need to come back with more troops!”
Eventually the Wyvern Knights retreated. Van Hawk and Torido gave chase and returned with considerable amount of loot.
The Wyvern was spent and crashed to the ground with Weed still on top.
BOOOM!
The combined mass of the Ice Troll and the Wyvern ploughed through the ground as they crashed. Because of the extensive injuries the Wyvern sustained during battle and the additional trauma of the crash, the Wyvern turned into a grey light and disappeared.
Weed’s health also dropped considerably but thanks to the priest’s Healing Hand spell, he recovered in an instant. The novice priests and all alike who could use healing magic darted toward Weed and a cascade of Healing Hand spells was used on Weed.
The players continuously streamed out from the two exits points, clearing out the overgrown thickets as they took flight away from Serabourg Citadel. Already, several thousands of refugees were out of the tunnels.
Even though the Wyvern Knights retreated, in no time at all, another contingent of cultists were heading toward them.
“Torido, Van Hawk, did you have enough?”
“The scent of blood is delicious. My thirst has not been quenched yet.”
“I want to keep fighting.”
Weed sheathed his Demon Sword and took up the long spear he snatched from a Wyvern Knight. Because his arm was longer and his body became bigger, Weed was able to exert greater force with a spear rather than a sword.
He did not have the Weaponry Skill like the Geomchis, as Weed’s spearmanship skill level was low the attack damaged followed suit. Even with the spear’s negative points, it outweighed the sword basic attack damage and Weed’s strength stat as an Ice Troll further increased the damage. Also Weed thought that it would be much better to confront the early to mid level 200 cultist with a spear.
Weed with the spear in hand marched forward. The cultists of Embinyu numbered more than 500! The cultists were a scant group equipped with long pickaxes or bastardized bows, swords and axes without any armor.
“Van Hawk, Torido. Take the front.”
"The throng I wanted."
“This is the dawn to get drunk.”
Van Hawk charged the cultists flank on his Ghost Horse.
Pooo he hing!
The Death Knight on his Ghost Horse galloped into the cultists and slaughtered them. Torido with his pure blood vampire clan clung onto the cultists back and sunk their fangs into their necks. The pure blood vampires had to drink human blood for quick growth. This was a once in a life time opportunity for the vampires as such opportunities were few and far between since they started following Weed.
“If it’s only 500 cultists, it’s easy.”
Van Hawk and Torido had the characteristics of an Undead for limitless stamina, no matter how long it took, they could take care of it. But right now, time was not on their side. Before Embinyu Church sent a greater force, they had to clear out the cultists and allow as many refugees to escape as possible.
“I tried my best not to use it, but… Sculpture Destruction! Turn everything into strength!”
Weed took out a Fine sculpture, ‘The Evil Merchant Holding A Beating Stick’, he carried around in his backpack and destroyed it.
Sculpture Destruction has been used.
The pain! The agony of destroying a Fine sculpture.
Art stat decreased by 5 permanently. Fame decreased by 100.
Art stat transformed into strength with 1:4 ratio for the next 24 hours.
The additional converted strength has been applied to an unaccustomed body due to Sculpture Transformation, 30% penalty has been applied.
Your Art stat is too high. Because your original strength stat is too low, the conversion will not happen instantly.
870 strength has been converted into Advance level 8 skill, ‘Crushing Blow’.
The enemy will be flung far if you hit it precisely with a full powered strike.
Increased chance of enemy falling into paralysis and confusion.
950 strength has been converted into Advance level 6 skill, ‘Piercing Spear’.
This mighty attack will completely destroy the opponent's armor and shield.
1,430 strength has been converted into Advance level 9 skill, ‘Momentary Herculean Strength’.
For a short period of time, it will triple your maximum strength. Requires immense amount of vitality.
690 strength has improved the Ice Troll’s traits.
The cold will now affect up to 15m.
Mastery of Sculpting skill increased.
Weed greatly increased the strength of the Ice Troll with Sculpture Destruction. Indeed strength was the only thing to put trust in. By using the strength properly he could leap through the battlefield with ease!
“Well, let’s have some fun.”
Weed twirled his spear. The spear felt disproportionate to his body and was light as a feather. He felt he could do anything.
“Hyaa!”
As Weed whirled his spear, he leaped into the cultist’s flank.
Pa Pa Pang!
Everytime he spun his spear, the enemies flew several meters back! But, at the same time, all sorts of weapons the cultists held were targeting the large Ice Troll. As the enemies had him surrounded, defending was impossible.
But defending was not part of an Ice Troll’s dictionary. Only attack. Weed swept away the enemies with a whirl of his spear. Every cultist within the range of Weed’s spear turned into grey light. Weed’s attack was foolish, daring and full of fighting spirit!
The weak cultists could not content with Weed’s high level and strength. It was like watching the strong violently suppressing the weak! The eyes of the low level newbies were wide as they watched in disbelief.
“Ah, I also want to be like that.”
“The Ice Troll is so cool!”
“How many times do I have to level up to fight like that?”
Watching Weed reassured the players, some even momentarily forgot about their escape and began to eat peanuts as they watched the spectacle.
Seo Yoon began to flex the frightening temperament of a Beserker. The cultists within her vicinity were swept up in a mana explosion and disappeared.
“Go!”
“Let’s increase our level quickly to eat a gourmet meal and find a boyfriend!”
The great escape!
While Weed, Seo Yoon and the other players halted the cultists of Embinyu, they had to flee as far as possible. The players and the NPCs came one after another from the underground passage and continued their escape beyond the hill.
The residents of Serabourg Citadel who have managed to escape gave their heartfelt gratitude.
Fame increased by 34.
The residents are in your debt, your reputation among them improved.
Your intimacy with the residents of Rosenheim Kingdom improved.
Texts kept popping up on Weed’s message window.
The number of refugees were enormous, even now only several thousands had managed to pass the underground passages and climbed over the hill. Weed had to buy more time for the rest of the refugees to escape to a safe area.
‘I don’t know how much longer I can withstand this.’
Looking toward Serabourg Citadel, he saw that it was covered in an inferno and was burning brightly. Soon, the Embinyu forces would chase after the king and his knights and would discover the refugees. It was only a matter of time till the large army of the Embinyu Church would come after the refugees Weed was leading.
“Sister!”
In the chaos a newbie slipped his hand and was caught on the edge of the rock, struggling to get out. At that place, a seriously wounded cultist was standing with his pickaxe.
“Death is the only option for those who refuse to follow the Embinyu Church!”
For a newbie, a cultist was no different than a boss monster.
“Chad!”
The moment the sister who cried out upon looking at the scene, the cultist who was about to bring down his pickaxe turned into a grey light and disappeared. Behind the point where the cultist was standing was an Ice Troll holding a spear.
Weed who was fighting at the front line saw the boy Chad was in danger, he ran toward the scene at an extreme pace.
“Please hurry.”
Weed personally grabbed hold of Chad’s hand and raise the boy up. The players escaping in a flurry saw this scene.