"Why don't you join the guild? Book fans like to read:!"
Battle Scar sent me a guild invitation before saying, "We've never gained the upper hand against Elephant City. I'm sure I've done my fair share of good deeds, but I still can't win this war."
The moment I joined the Gods Slayer guild, Battle Scar immediately made way for me. At the same time, I heard a system announcement — "Ding ~!"
System Notice: Player "Battle Scar" has abandoned his position as guild leader. You are now the guild leader of [Gods Slayer]!
… …
The bloody sword emblem on my shoulder slowly faded away, replaced by the shape of a battle axe. It was the emblem of the Gods Slayer guild, and I was now the guild leader of Gods Slayer.
After I promoted Battle Scar to vice leader, I looked at everyone and asked, "Battle Scar, gather all the players in Gods Slayer and tell them to come to me. Every Level 180 + member can claim a Wind Howling Horse Crystal from me. Heh, Gods Slayer's players are all mounted players, and Breeze and Rain's greatest asset is his Beast King Cavalry. In that case, we'll use cavalry to crush Breeze and Rain's offensive head-on!"
Zhan Hen's face was full of excitement. He clenched his fists and laughed, "Good, our Viking brothers have been waiting for this day for too long. From now on, we have a true commander!"
I glanced at the guild information and noted that it was very satisfying. The guild's original 30k member limit was only 25129. This was because there were only so many players in the Virgin Islands, and there were around 20k players who were online for a long time. More than 95% of them were Level 180 + seventh-promotion players, and the rest were only one or two levels away from Level 180. It was only a day or two before they reached Level 180.
Thud!
I stabbed the Purple Ying Sword into the ground, and the Ancient Divine Dragon curled up behind me. It rubbed its head against my shoulder and stared at the players with narrowed eyes. Battle Scar and a couple of corps commanders were glaring at the Ancient Divine Dragon with curiosity and a bit of fear in their eyes. They had seen the power of Summon the Wind and Summon the Rain with their own eyes, and they knew that it wasn't a skill that a player should possess. It was way too overbearing.
Not long after, the Viking berserkers walked over and lined up in front of me. When they saw the emblem of the guild leader on my shoulder, their faces were filled with awe and reverence. It wasn't reverence for authority, but rather reverence for the strong. In the previous battle, my strength had already been witnessed by all.
"Alright, everyone gets a mount." I looked at everyone as I took out the Wind Hissing Iron Horses sealed inside my bag.
A brawny man holding a long axe was shocked when he saw the stats. He looked up at me and asked, "Guild leader, are you sure you want to give this to us?
A mount of this level can sell for at least 100k euros on the black market! "
I smiled. "I wouldn't have given it to anyone else, but we're on the same side, so I won't be stingy. Work hard and grind for the next few days. God Slayer will be challenging Breeze and Rain again very soon!"
"Got it!"
The berserker smiled brightly as he ran to the edge of the forest with the Wind Howling Horse in hand. After he bound the mount to it, he started galloping happily at the edge of the forest.
It wasn't long before 200 stacks of Wind Howling Iron Horse were given out. Every resident player of God Slayer received a Wind Howling Iron Horse.
"Form up!"
Battle Scar raised his battle axe and let out a shout. Twenty thousand berserkers mounted on Howling Iron Boned Horses appeared in the open forest and stared at me with bright eyes. After Battle Scar put down his battle axe, I leaped onto the dragon's back. The little dragon slowly rose three meters above the ground and I looked down at them from above. "We are all outcasts, and the Iron Head Wasteland is our home. The Cyan Beast Guild of Cyan Earth City thinks that they are the wolves and we are the sheep. Today, every Viking has obtained a high-level mount, and it won't be long before we show Breeze and Rain just how unstoppable the counterattack of the weak can be in the Iron Head Wasteland. Fans of the novel also love to read:!" I nodded in agreement.
Everyone raised their weapons and shouted, "The King of Vikings!"
It seemed that War Scar had already told them about it, and I gladly accepted this title. If I wanted to occupy a territory in this wilderness filled with slaughter, it would be impossible to do so without an awe-inspiring title. As for the Viking King, I didn't need to translate it into English, so it was pretty good.
… …
Battle Scar looked at me and asked, "Guild leader, what should we do now?"
"Let's upgrade everyone's equipment first. This kind of equipment won't do …" I looked at the tattered Viking berserkers and couldn't help but laugh. "Our guild doesn't even have a single Immortal-grade item, and we only have a limited number of Heaven-grade items. How are we supposed to fight the elite Beast King Cavalry with these broken equipment?"
Battle Scar gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. "We, too, yearn for high-level equipment. Unfortunately, after the Vikings go berserk, their defense is reduced by 25%. We can only fight a few shadow-rank monsters. We can't beat Ancient-rank and Demon-rank monsters at all, not to mention the Demon-rank monsters in this canyon."
I took a deep breath and said, "The situation is different now. You have the Hissing Wind Iron Bone Horse, so your attack, defense, and health have all been greatly increased. Therefore, you can choose to kill Demon Spirit mobs that have high defense and low attack. Demon Spirit mobs can drop Heaven-grade items, or even Immortal-grade items. Whether or not you can get the legendary top-notch equipment will depend on yourselves."
Battle Scar's face was full of fighting spirit. He smiled and said, "Yes, I understand. However, the Demon Spirit mobs we encounter are so fierce. Every time 10 to 20 Viking warriors kill a Demon Spirit mob, we always lose seven or eight people. The levels of those Demon Spirit mobs are too high."
I remembered that when I entered the Hissing Wind Valley, the entrance was filled with human sawmills. I didn't clear that map. The Cyan Scaled Corpse Eaters were Demon Spirit mobs, but they had high Defense and low Attack. This was a good place for them to grind. Fans of the books also liked to read:
And so, I raised my sword and shouted, "From now on, we will be known as the 'Viking Cavalry'. We will make the entire Iron Head Wasteland tremble at our name. Come with me, I will take you to a good leveling spot!"
Everyone was elated as they rode their horses over. None of them had recovered from the joy of obtaining a top-notch high-grade mount.
… …
As we moved forward, I checked my bag. Other than the Sealing Crystal, there were also 60 + pieces of equipment. They were all top-notch equipment that I had gotten from killing the undead in the Hissing Wind Valley Graveyard. They all had very powerful stats. Otherwise, I wouldn't have thrown away my Magic Consumables to pick them up. I looked behind me at Battle Scar and the main generals of our guild and said, "You guys, upgrade your equipment now …"
"Oh?" Battle Scar was stunned.
I asked, "Battle Scar, what are the stats of your battle armor and battle axe?"
Battle Scar looked at them and said, "The battle armor is a Level 165 3-star Outstanding Earth-grade armor that adds 25% Defense. The battle axe is a Level 175 4-star Outstanding Earth-grade armor that adds 40% Attack …"
I shook my head and grabbed a cyan-red battle axe and a set of Obsidian Battle Armor from my bag. I passed them to him and said, "This battle axe is a 4-star Outstanding Heaven-grade armor that adds 115% Attack, 15% splash damage, and 4% lifesteal. The battle armor is also a Heaven-grade armor that adds 55% Defense and 3% damage absorption. Its base Defense is also a lot higher, so put it on!"
"Ah?!"
Battle Scar stared at the two pieces of equipment in his hands in shock. He looked like a little beggar who had been starving for three years and suddenly saw a fat roasted duck. Battle Scar asked in astonishment, "Guild leader, are you really … really giving these equipment to me?
I … I don't have that much money to buy them. These equipment are rarely sold on the black market. Their stats are too powerful … "
I smiled. "It's not a gift. It's a necessary item to strengthen our guild. We don't have a guild warehouse, so you can keep these items with you."
Battle Scar smiled knowingly. "Mn. With these equipment, we definitely won't let you down in the future."
"Mn."
I looked at the other management players and distributed the metal armor and weapons in my bag to them. I was glad that more than 70% of the equipment dropped in Hissing Wind Valley was for mounted players, and I was the same. Only the dagger wasn't. I distributed them all. At the very least, Battle Scar and the other core players' strength had improved by leaps and bounds.
… …
It wasn't long before we reached Hissing Wind Valley. We didn't follow my original route, but went north instead. As expected, the ruins of several large lumberyards appeared in the middle of the forest. Cyan-Scaled Corpse Eaters were densely packed around the lumberyards. These were our targets.
"How do we fight?
They're so densely packed … "Battle Scar said.
I pursed my lips. "You guys lure the mobs one by one. 50 people per group. I don't have any other requests. Just don't kill anyone, okay?"
Battle Scar gripped his battle axe and said with a smile, "Mn, got it!"
I went to the easternmost lumberyard. I was the only one grinding here, so I had to grind alone. I wanted to reach Level 210 and undergo my eighth class promotion as soon as possible. Also, I had 73 Luck, so the drop rate of mobs was 5 to 10 times higher than a normal player's. I had to make full use of it. Since I was soloing mobs, I would be able to drop a lot of equipment and distribute them to everyone. Right now, the Vikings didn't need EXP, they needed equipment more than anything else. Only by increasing their stats would they be able to support their Berserk, Berserk and Iron Bone Horses. Their base Defense would need to be at least 20k if they wanted to maintain their high defense even after going berserk. This meant that the Vikings would become the strongest Defense penetration weapon in my arsenal. In fact, their Defense penetration was even stronger than the Dragonlight Cavalry's. Their Berserk innate talent was just too OP!
(Part 2.)