Chapter 679 - V58C6P1 – Meanwhile…

V58C6P1 – Meanwhile…

The Ironblood Warrior Bard Ray!

He left the Haven territory and roamed the four corners of the world.

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< A deep scar has been engraved on your chest.

Endurance has risen by 1%.

Perseverance increased by 5 points. >

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He charged at monsters regardless of their size.

Without any assessment of hunting grounds, he fought recklessly and trained his body.

Breaking bones and the fatigue of exercise only made his body stronger.

The great lords shut their eyes tight. They could no longer control the forces that they unleashed. Their cities developed and an increasing number of guild members made management impossible. Their choice was between absorbing other cities or marching straight to the palace.

Even if they could overtake the regions nearby, it would be extremely difficult to stabilize the area.

They feared being taken out one by one by Weed, so they decided to aim for his heart together.

– Roam: Our fates rest on this.

– Carlise: Indeed they do.

– Michel: It’s all or nothing. It is already in motion.

– Sherwood: Let’s end this once and for all. If we stick together, we can overcome anything.

– Gunter: Lionstar will pour all its forces into the assault.

With that being said, they had all set their own safety nets.

They contacted Mapan consistently to explain that they had no other choice.

– Roam: The Arpen Empire is as rotten as it could get. The other lords are also furious. There must be a purge.

– Carlise: I am always on Weed-nim’s side. Please convey this message to him.

– Michel: I will purchase all the supplies needed for this war from the Mapan Council.

– Sherwood: I do not want the crown! That is a huge misunderstanding. Weed-nim will not believe such nonsense, will he?

– Gunter: Just think of this as a fun event. The players haven’t had any immersive experience for some time now. I swear my loyalty to the Arpen Empire until the end of time.

They tried their best to secure a safety rope even while marching together.

They had drawn arms against Weed but had little confidence in their own victory.

– The enemy is headed straight for the Earth Palace. Shouldn’t we engage as well?

– Grass Porridge Cult, protect the palace.

– Grass Porridge, Grass Porridge, Grass Porridge!

Starting with the Northern Continent players, the players of the Central Continent were stirred up. They were rather disappointed with Weed’s neglectant ruling, but they also had suffered the tyranny of the Hermes Guild and the other prestigious guilds.

The Grass Porridge Cult that should have been the one to make haste did not order any mobilization. It was the same when the forces of the great lords crossed the borders of the Northern Continent and remained idle even when Oberon’s forces joined the great army.

– What’s going on? Why aren’t we fighting?

– With just a single rally flag from Weed, there should be a swarm of players…

– Did the Grass Porridge Cult disband?

– Did something happen? This is strange.

The Arpen Empire’s elite regiment and the imperial army that had grown consistently from expansion and combat improvement were also motionless.

Even they were patrolling the outskirts of the North and were exterminating monsters.

“What… This is…”

“I knew we should have waited longer. Aren’t we in a trap?”

The great lords shivered in anxiety.

When they were mustering their armies, a significant number of guild members quit after hearing that they were marching to the Earth Palace.

They managed to pull the members together, but the lack of enemy resistance was far too ominous.

(To be continued…)