In Royal Road if a player ate a lot they could get fat, but that was something very far from these Geomchi that often fought and moved around. While wandering around, eating to their heart’s content they heard something from a passerby.
The second advance of the Undead Legion!
It seemed that the combatant-class players were deployed to protect Morata and the arts-class players were cheering them on voluntarily. Not only did they draw symbols on armor, bards and dancers followed them in the battlefield and performed.
Most requests from the lord’s castle, Church of Freya, Church of Lugh, and mercenary guilds were about hunting down Undead. Due to the emergency situation, Morata was operated on the war basis.
In front of the castle gate, there were many novice players that just started and the square was still filled with players selling things. Visits from tourists weren’t affected but anyone in Morata felt a sense of crisis due to the advance of Undead Legion.
“It’s outrageous that the Undead are advancing to the land of our youngest.”
“Looks like we were too careless.”
“Shouldn’t we return the favor for all the free food?”
“Let’s get warmed up.”
With their hands full of food, they headed to the battlefield where The Undead Legion was approaching.
The Undead soldiers brought chariots with blades on their sides and middle-sized Undead made out of corpses of Morghis and Nukalis were on a rampage. The Armies of Morata, the Priests of the Church of Freya, Paladins, and players placed in a long line fought Undead while maintaining their defense formation.
There were tremendous amount of players holding flags of Grass Porridge religion and high-level players from across the central continent.
It was not an exaggeration to say this place was a true battlefield.
“I like this place. Disciples, let’s go!”
“Yes, Sahyung!”
The Geomchi walked towards Undead. The Undead jumped in fiercely without knowing anything and the Geomchi simply slashed them and walked across the battlefield.
‘Everyone bring it on.’
‘Stronger, the better.’
Combat chariots, Morghis, Nukalis, Dullahan, Death Knights.
There was no need to differentiate them. Whatever comes into the Geomchi’s range, they would just beat into a pulp. As they entered the area swarming with Undead, they split from each other and all they could see was Undead everywhere but that was okay.
The Geomchi slashed every Undead they could see.
A complete trance!
In reality, they were many frustrating situations for them. Even if they master swords and train their bodies to a high level, they barely got to use it in real life. When someone messed with them, they had to pretend and tolerate like nothing happened and just pass on by.
They trained themselves taking patience and self-control as a virtue. Their hot blood pumped hotter than anyone else but there was no place to blast it.
Royal Road was a small outlet for them.
Only thinking about strength, they looked for stronger men and fought. They don’t have to hide the wild nature hiding deep within their masculine instincts.
“Bring it on, Undead! Bring someone stronger than you!”
The Geomchi were extremely excited.
They swam across ocean and trained but nothing was better than using their bodies to fight like now. The irresistible pleasure coming out when you forget about everything and purely focus on each ongoing battle!