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.