His defense was reduced because of the vampire bats constantly draining his vitality. As the bleeding worsened, his health plummeted and his movement speed dropped.
“Human!”
The vampire finally caught Weed. The vampire’s current health was less than 10%.
The vampire tried to suck his blood with a vigorous head butt but Weed said.
“This isn’t over yet!”
The vampire could not stop laughing when he looked at Weed.
The vampire was barely alive. Its mana was completely depleted.
But Weed was in a far more serious condition. He could not stop his wounds from bleeding.
He closed his eyes.
Death!
He was logged out.
Lee Hyun stepped out of his capsule and clenched his fist.
He had experienced fighting a vampire. How were level 270 monsters? Strong. Very strong.
He was using the sword as well as the blessings and sacred blessings. The equipment was vastly different from the cheap weapons he got from the Death Knight.
That demonstrated the prominence of fully fledged high level monsters.
But he had an absolute feeling that it was not a monster that couldn’t be beaten.
Lee Hyun took his fist and shouted.
“The True Blood Vampires. Kill them all!”
***
Pale, Irene, Romuna, and Surka had to teach their parents about the game in the Citadel of Serabourg. Their parents left to complete a dungeon quest.
Then they decided to contact Weed.
“Hey Weed, you know the people you said that connected to the game recently. I should drop in and say hello.”
“Why not? I can’t really help them right now so it would be nice if you could give them a hand.”
“Certainly, since they are Weed’s friends and acquaintances.”
“Yes, it’s impressive that they’re already in their second week of swinging the wooden sword at the training center.”
Pale and Surka smiled fondly as they recalled a freakishly strong Weed fighting thousands of monsters.
Even though he was a sculptor, there wasn’t anyone whose swordsmanship was as strong. They were surprised and could hardly believe that he fought monsters using such ingenious sword fighting skills.
That was their expectations of Weed’s acquaintances.
“Not too long ago we were beginners, but now we have excellent understanding of the game.”
“That’s because Weed is the best.”
When they went to the training center, there was a large crowd.
“What is it? Is there something going on here?”
“Look over there. Now be surprised.”
Pale and co. looked over to where they were pointing and they saw a large circle. Over 500 people were swinging a wooden sword towards a scarecrow.
“One, two, three!”
They were yelling and counting.
500 people were using wooden swords and simultaneously striking down scarecrows with precise timing. Each of their bodies moved at the same rate with the same movements.
But it was the look in their eye that surprised Pale the most.
‘What a heavy atmosphere.’
He could sense something in their eyes.
It put considerable pressure onto his heart.
The terrifying atmosphere seemed about 1~2 times stronger since it was coming from 500 people simultaneously from all around the room.
‘I think I know why there are a lot of people gathered here.’
It was as if something like this had become natural around the training center.
“Huh, what is it?”
He was already close to tears from the unease. It looked like Weed’s acquaintances had a bunch of scary people mixed in.
“This is fine. The level is not high enough yet but we still can’t leave so we have to keep it up.”
Pale finally got enough courage and asked.
“Does anyone here know Weed?”
When he said that, 500 guys looked over at him.
Bump!
Pale’s chest began to beat faster in fear. But soon they went back to using their wooden swords to hit the scarecrow.
“I don’t know what’s going on here but I’ll do what I can to help. We’re here to help you so don’t worry about it and come over.”
Shyying.
The wooden swords stopped short of the scarecrow. At nearly the same time, 500 people came running over to them. They fell down to their knees and cried to Pale.
“Ple, please barley bread…”
“Please feed us rice.”
***
After one day in real life had passed, Weed reconnected in front of the teleport gate.
‘Proficiency…it dropped a little bit.’
Various skills had dropped by 5 to 7%.
Sculpting mastery had dropped by 7%. Cooking had dropped by 6%.
Other skills such as Handicraft, Sword Mastery, and Repair dropped by 5%.
Fortunately the only items that dropped when he died were only a couple of the one gold weapons.
‘I wasn’t ready for the True Blood Vampires.’
Weed started repairing broken equipment again.
“Repair!”
After he broke all the items in his inventory, he was able to reach the goal he had wanted.