Having stayed mostly out of the conversation to nonchalantly munch on grass, Yellowy asked, “This, right now, how is it different from just summoning three more guys to make four guys fight?”
“…” Bingryong couldn’t think of anything decent in response. With just a slight change in perspective, it could easily be regarded as such.
If Zhuge Liang had formed the three kingdoms Wei, Shu, and Wu from a foundation of genius resourcefulness and a tactical victory, then Weed was different. His foundation was the experience he’d gained while struggling a great deal and the combat ability of monsters his body learned while fighting to its limits.
He had chosen which monsters to summon through the various pieces of information he’d acquired through the Dark Gamer Union or Royal Road info forum. Consequently, he made four incompatible groups fight.
Unaware of the conversation between the sculptures, Weed fanned himself leisurely. “The true object of this four-part division isn’t here!”
Zhuge Liang’s plot was greatly admired even today. Though Zhuge Liang had been in a disadvantageous situation, he had restrained the Wei, one of the three kingdoms!
“However, Zhuge Liang couldn’t bring about national unification in the end.”
Even if he called forth incredible guys to arouse a fight, it was no use if he failed the quest.
“You can say this four-part division has a waiting aspect. When those four groups are tired from fighting hard, when their armies are weakened, we will attack. We’ll become the final victor.”
As they listened to Weed’s words, Bingryong and the Phoenixes were perfectly appreciative.
“A truly outstanding plot.”
“As expected of Master.”
“We’ll drive the Embinyu Church to the bottom, and catch all the other guys to top it off— this is the best approach.”
The supermarket also lured in customers with buy one get one events. But because they had a basic margin, there was a limit to the giveaways. They also needed to make a living!
However, the merit of Weed’s scheme was he could get one and an additional three. This could be called the resolution of a crook’s wickedness.
Yellowy still didn’t retract his cynical gaze. “Aren’t you just planning to make others fight tons, then catch them all when they’re tired? Mooooooo.”
Though it was called a genius scheme, a great challenge, it was ultimately extremely simple! The difference between success and failure could be seen as paper thin.
Weed remained taut with tension, as if he were tightrope walking. ‘This is gonna be damnably difficult. I expected it wouldn’t be easy since it’s an S-class difficulty quest.’
He assessed the Embinyu Church’s power very highly. Since he had gone through an awful lot for each success in the quest, he had to keep plenty of hidden schemes in mind as well.
The remaining troops swarming out of the fortress were still existences to be leery of! If he had just taken the barbarians and fought, he could have never assured victory.
Even if Balkan won, it would still be tough. In order to succeed the quest, he needed to capture the fortress. Capturing the fort against the Undead army rather than the Embinyu Church would be difficult all the same.
“The time is slowly approaching.” Weed’s eyes sharpened.
If he just waited around, he would earn almost no profit even if the quest succeeded because his contribution was low. If only for the enormous reward of an S-class quest, he couldn’t just watch.
The four groups were exhausted from fighting desperately. Balkan was a Lich with endless Vitality, but he was being harried by the Embinyu Priests’ concentrated attacks. Just like how the Priests killed the Undead, hymns and holy magic flew towards Balkan. Even the High Priest Feylord launched offensives. Consequently, having come up the fortress with the Undead under his command, Balkan was struggling. The King Hydra’s movements were slowed, and the Black Imoogi’s Mana wasn’t the same as before.
The fortress became a sea of fire from the tracks of the intense fight. The battle was precipitating towards the climax.
Weed pulled out his sword. “Now it’s time to go.”
The loosely relaxed and resting barbarians rose with gleaming eyes. They had rested up and eaten well, so their fighting will surged. Their recovery strength was fairly fast. Granted it was in part due to Weed commanding them to not pay attention to the fight and not showing them the sight of the Embinyu fortress. They would soon cower if they saw the Black Imoogi, King Hydra, and Undead army.
“It’s time to hunt. All troops, advance!”
Weed advanced to the fortress with the barbarians, Yellowy, Bingryong, and the Phoenixes.
* * *
RAAAAWR.
The Black Imoogi was summoning and throwing down large rocks from midair as it flew around.
“It’s close to the ground. Now! Shoot.”
“Concentrate magic attacks on the dragon!”
The divine magic of the Priests and the Archers’ arrows went skywards. Skeleton Archers and Skeleton Mages discharged fireballs and poisonous green auras into the air.
They were paltry attacks that could be neutralized and disabled with a mere glance if it were a real Dragon! However, the Black Imoogi had to flap its wings to dodge the magic attacks. Some of the spells crashed into its body directly. Every time it moved while flinging itself about, countless magic attacks chased it from behind. There were even Doom Knights and elite Dark Knights swinging blades on top of the Imoogi’s body.
It was weaker than when it had first appeared was palpable from just watching it fight. It had easily deflected arrows with the defense of its scales alone, but now it took pains to avoid them. From taking the combined attacks of both the Undead and the Embinyu Church, there were scratches on the flawlessly smooth scales which had sparkled like jewels.
But an Imoogi is still an Imoogi!
In the beginning it had spewed searing attacks and sent over 7 of the King Hydra’s heads flying, and it smashed half of the Embinyu Church’s fortress. It ejected poison and melted about half of the Undead army as well. It was weakened because of severe Mana depletion, but the Imoogi’s combat ability was outstanding.
“It’s a tasty dragon. Let’s eat it!”
Though it had already eaten up over 1,000 Soldiers, the King Hydra’s heads flew towards the Imoogi with gaping maws.
“You dare? A tiny thing like you!?”
The Black Imoogi wheeled in midair to tear at the back of the King Hydra’s neck. The King Hydra’s head went flying in an instant, but the Imoogi’s joy was short-lived. The King Hydra’s new head was generated immediately.
Regeneration surpassing trolls!
Having exchanged attacks with Balkan, the High Priest Feylord commanded his Priests, “Recite the sacrifice spell.”
“Noble Embinyu God, we dedicate our bodies; send down a blade to swing at the world.”
Sacrifice Sword!
100 Priests lost their Health and collapsed. Immediately afterwards, a huge sword of golden light was formed above the Imoogi. Without delay, it plummeted down.
The Imoogi flapped urgently as it turned to one side, but the thin wing joint was cut.
“KUAAAAA! Cowardly bastards!” The Imoogi screamed in agony.
The Black Imoogi wheeled round and round as it crashed into the fortress. Hundreds of soldiers, Demonic Spirits, and Undead were smashed underneath.
“Hunt down the dragon.”
“Catch that bastard!”
Soldiers and Undead swarmed forward. Despite losing one of its wings, the Black Imoogi totted as it fought fiercely. When its eyes flashed viciously, the Human Soldiers froze and were prickled with gooseflesh, rendering them unable to fight.
Having stayed mostly out of the conversation to nonchalantly munch on grass, Yellowy asked, “This, right now, how is it different from just summoning three more guys to make four guys fight?”
“…” Bingryong couldn’t think of anything decent in response. With just a slight change in perspective, it could easily be regarded as such.
If Zhuge Liang had formed the three kingdoms Wei, Shu, and Wu from a foundation of genius resourcefulness and a tactical victory, then Weed was different. His foundation was the experience he’d gained while struggling a great deal and the combat ability of monsters his body learned while fighting to its limits.
He had chosen which monsters to summon through the various pieces of information he’d acquired through the Dark Gamer Union or Royal Road info forum. Consequently, he made four incompatible groups fight.
Unaware of the conversation between the sculptures, Weed fanned himself leisurely. “The true object of this four-part division isn’t here!”
Zhuge Liang’s plot was greatly admired even today. Though Zhuge Liang had been in a disadvantageous situation, he had restrained the Wei, one of the three kingdoms!
“However, Zhuge Liang couldn’t bring about national unification in the end.”
Even if he called forth incredible guys to arouse a fight, it was no use if he failed the quest.
“You can say this four-part division has a waiting aspect. When those four groups are tired from fighting hard, when their armies are weakened, we will attack. We’ll become the final victor.”
As they listened to Weed’s words, Bingryong and the Phoenixes were perfectly appreciative.
“A truly outstanding plot.”
“As expected of Master.”
“We’ll drive the Embinyu Church to the bottom, and catch all the other guys to top it off— this is the best approach.”
The supermarket also lured in customers with buy one get one events. But because they had a basic margin, there was a limit to the giveaways. They also needed to make a living!
However, the merit of Weed’s scheme was he could get one and an additional three. This could be called the resolution of a crook’s wickedness.
Yellowy still didn’t retract his cynical gaze. “Aren’t you just planning to make others fight tons, then catch them all when they’re tired? Mooooooo.”
Though it was called a genius scheme, a great challenge, it was ultimately extremely simple! The difference between success and failure could be seen as paper thin.
Weed remained taut with tension, as if he were tightrope walking. ‘This is gonna be damnably difficult. I expected it wouldn’t be easy since it’s an S-class difficulty quest.’
He assessed the Embinyu Church’s power very highly. Since he had gone through an awful lot for each success in the quest, he had to keep plenty of hidden schemes in mind as well.
The remaining troops swarming out of the fortress were still existences to be leery of! If he had just taken the barbarians and fought, he could have never assured victory.
Even if Balkan won, it would still be tough. In order to succeed the quest, he needed to capture the fortress. Capturing the fort against the Undead army rather than the Embinyu Church would be difficult all the same.
“The time is slowly approaching.” Weed’s eyes sharpened.
If he just waited around, he would earn almost no profit even if the quest succeeded because his contribution was low. If only for the enormous reward of an S-class quest, he couldn’t just watch.
The four groups were exhausted from fighting desperately. Balkan was a Lich with endless Vitality, but he was being harried by the Embinyu Priests’ concentrated attacks. Just like how the Priests killed the Undead, hymns and holy magic flew towards Balkan. Even the High Priest Feylord launched offensives. Consequently, having come up the fortress with the Undead under his command, Balkan was struggling. The King Hydra’s movements were slowed, and the Black Imoogi’s Mana wasn’t the same as before.
The fortress became a sea of fire from the tracks of the intense fight. The battle was precipitating towards the climax.
Weed pulled out his sword. “Now it’s time to go.”
The loosely relaxed and resting barbarians rose with gleaming eyes. They had rested up and eaten well, so their fighting will surged. Their recovery strength was fairly fast. Granted it was in part due to Weed commanding them to not pay attention to the fight and not showing them the sight of the Embinyu fortress. They would soon cower if they saw the Black Imoogi, King Hydra, and Undead army.
“It’s time to hunt. All troops, advance!”
Weed advanced to the fortress with the barbarians, Yellowy, Bingryong, and the Phoenixes.
* * *
RAAAAWR.
The Black Imoogi was summoning and throwing down large rocks from midair as it flew around.
“It’s close to the ground. Now! Shoot.”
“Concentrate magic attacks on the dragon!”
The divine magic of the Priests and the Archers’ arrows went skywards. Skeleton Archers and Skeleton Mages discharged fireballs and poisonous green auras into the air.
They were paltry attacks that could be neutralized and disabled with a mere glance if it were a real Dragon! However, the Black Imoogi had to flap its wings to dodge the magic attacks. Some of the spells crashed into its body directly. Every time it moved while flinging itself about, countless magic attacks chased it from behind. There were even Doom Knights and elite Dark Knights swinging blades on top of the Imoogi’s body.
It was weaker than when it had first appeared was palpable from just watching it fight. It had easily deflected arrows with the defense of its scales alone, but now it took pains to avoid them. From taking the combined attacks of both the Undead and the Embinyu Church, there were scratches on the flawlessly smooth scales which had sparkled like jewels.
But an Imoogi is still an Imoogi!
In the beginning it had spewed searing attacks and sent over 7 of the King Hydra’s heads flying, and it smashed half of the Embinyu Church’s fortress. It ejected poison and melted about half of the Undead army as well. It was weakened because of severe Mana depletion, but the Imoogi’s combat ability was outstanding.
“It’s a tasty dragon. Let’s eat it!”
Though it had already eaten up over 1,000 Soldiers, the King Hydra’s heads flew towards the Imoogi with gaping maws.
“You dare? A tiny thing like you!?”
The Black Imoogi wheeled in midair to tear at the back of the King Hydra’s neck. The King Hydra’s head went flying in an instant, but the Imoogi’s joy was short-lived. The King Hydra’s new head was generated immediately.
Regeneration surpassing trolls!
Having exchanged attacks with Balkan, the High Priest Feylord commanded his Priests, “Recite the sacrifice spell.”
“Noble Embinyu God, we dedicate our bodies; send down a blade to swing at the world.”
Sacrifice Sword!
100 Priests lost their Health and collapsed. Immediately afterwards, a huge sword of golden light was formed above the Imoogi. Without delay, it plummeted down.
The Imoogi flapped urgently as it turned to one side, but the thin wing joint was cut.
“KUAAAAA! Cowardly bastards!” The Imoogi screamed in agony.
The Black Imoogi wheeled round and round as it crashed into the fortress. Hundreds of soldiers, Demonic Spirits, and Undead were smashed underneath.
“Hunt down the dragon.”
“Catch that bastard!”
Soldiers and Undead swarmed forward. Despite losing one of its wings, the Black Imoogi totted as it fought fiercely. When its eyes flashed viciously, the Human Soldiers froze and were prickled with gooseflesh, rendering them unable to fight.
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