Chapter 10 – Bramble Sword (1/2)

Chapter 10 – Bramble Sword

Paa

The sword entered the mud as I quietly sat there, thinking about what to do. The beginner village boss, huh? Looks like it’s hard to find. I’m surprised no one has killed it yet. It surely has to do with my exploration in the deep jungle. This Bramble Bear King surely must be the Grass Dog Village’s strongest monster. Once it’s killed, it’ll surely drop loads of great items, so I must not miss out on it.

But, what should I kill it with? Surely I can’t use this body of mine with second-rate fighting skills and one piece of cloth armor to kill it, right?

I looked at the sky, then back at the boss. Slowly, my willpower gathered and I made up my mind. Mm, it’s not like it can’t be killed. I’ll need to use the landscape. The Bramble Bear King’s body is huge, and its legs aren’t considered long. It’s attacking style should also be limited by this. Perhaps, I could use that big hole in the tree on the right and hide inside. Maybe then, I can slaughter this boss.

Hua

Standing up, I hesitated for a short moment before deciding to go through with it. Whatever I say, I shall do.

Just then, as I was getting up, a low voice came from behind me.

“Hi, friend. Do you plan to kill that bear king on your own?”

Damn, there’s people now.

I took my sword and turned. There were 5 people about 30 yards away from me, all levels 8-10. One of them had a team leader symbol on his arm. He was level 10, which was pretty rare.

[Western Tyrant1] (Novice Swordsman)

Level: 10

His name was quite aggressive. Behind him, there were 4 other people. Two were level 9 magicians, one was a bald barbarian shaman and one was a musket-wielding knight. This team feels a little a weird. Or… more like this team doesn’t a have a healer!

Western Tyrant walked up, looked at me, and then he laughly heartily, saying: “Dude, you’re really something. A healer wielding a sword, hoho. How much strength did you add, having this much arm strength? Whatever it is, even if you can wield a sword, you can’t kill a level 10 boss solo.

I looked at them without saying a word.

Western Tyrant continued: “How about this? You join our team of five, and we all kill this Bramble Bear King together. If a cloth equip drops, you and our two magicians will Roll and see who gets it. How’s that? Or else…”

I couldn’t help but smile cynically. “Or else what? You’re gonna bully me? With a team of five but no healer, you five can’t even kill the boss anyway. You guys should know that!”

Western Tyrant flashed a evil look before smiling happily. “Don’t think so much about it, I didn’t mean it like that. Although I, Liu Ying, am not any kind of well-natured prince2, but to steal the kill on a boss is something I definitely won’t do. Look, you can’t kill it solo, we also can’t kill it without a healer. Why not just team up and follow the suggestion I previously mentioned? Hmm… your [Hemostasis] level should be at least level 2, right? Level 1 [Hemostasis] only heals 50 HP. If it’s only at level 1 there’s no way we can kill it.”

I nodded my head: “Mm, my [Hemostasis] is level 2. Though… I have a request. You must agree to this or else even if you PK me here, I won’t agree.”

Western Tyrant laughed loudly. “Okay, its better than having to kill you. Say it. Though, it musn’t be too ridiculous. Other than that, I’ll accept anything.”

“Okay!”

I glanced at Western Tyrant, as well as the knight next to him. Smiling, I said: “About this, I don’t need the cloth equip. If a cloth equip drops, you guys can have it. I only want sword-related weapons. As you guys can already see, my weapon is a sword. I only have this request. Once a sword drops, I’ll Roll together with you guys to decide to gets it. How’s that?”

Western Tyrant let out a “Hmm?”, considered for a while, then finally said: “Although I’m a swordsman, seeing as you’re a battle healer who uses swords as well, okay then. If a sword drops we’ll roll. Come, join our party!”

“Okay!”

I entered Western Tyrant’s party. The party of us 6 prepared to kill the boss. The five of them discussed about their roles. If a sword drops, I’ll join the Roll. If a cloth armor drops, I don’t get any thing. Western Tyrant really doesn’t want me to get anything, huh? Taking away my Roll chance like that. A sword isn’t even that like of a drop any way.

“Okay, let’s go ready to fight!” Western Tyrant said while holding his sword. Looks like he’s about the same as me in terms skill. He methodically ordered: “Tu Lu, you’ll tank. Take the boss’s aggro. The magicians will concentrate their firepower directly on the boss. Knight, you’ll use your Heavy Slash. I’ll use my Multiple Slash to attack. Xiao Yao Zi Zai, you make sure Monk doesn’t die. Keep healing him.”

“I understand!”

Monk, huh? That 24 years old or below barbarian took a staff and rushed in. From afar, he hit the Bramble Bear King.

Guu

{8}

What pitiful damage. The Monk class in Destiny has high scaling on their defence and health, also known as the meat shield class. Only in the late game does their attack shine. Currently, it’s laughable how low it is.

WRAHHH

The Bramble Bear King got aggro’ed and jumped down from its rock ferociously. As it landed it clawed the Monk and a frightening damage number appeared.

{74}

“Holy…” Western Tyrant stared blankly. “Tu Lu, you’ve been adding 5 Defence and 5 HP each level right? Yet, you still took 74 damage from 1 hit. Have you given your defence away?”

The Monk leapt back quickly, yelling loudly at the same time: “There’s no problem with my defence, the Boss’s attack stat is way too high! I only have 500 HP, so I need Xiao Yao Zi Zai to heal me well!”

“Okay!”

When the Bear King attacked for the second time, I immediately healed the Monk and he gained 100 HP. Crisis averted, somewhat.

Western Tyrant let out a roar and charged in with his sword. On his sword a golden hexagram shone, and with a shua shua sound he hit the boss twice. It’s the swordsman class’s skill – Multiple Slash. It should be level 2, judging from his damage.

{58}

{61}

It’s pretty obvious that Western King added all his stat points into strength. The two magicians behind started waving their staffs and channeling their magic. They fired waves and waves of fireballs. Fire magic, huh? Shua shua The Boss’s health dwindled by over 100 HP. The Bramble Bear King should have 3000HP at most. Effects of the magicians’ work could be easily seen as the HP bar dropped line after line.

Shua

{+100}

I healed the monk again. After that, I moved closer to the boss with my sword in hand. I wanted to test my damage. What resulted was a clang sound and a damage number floating up –

{21}

Western Tyrant shouted in shock: “My god, that’s really strong! You’re an oddball of a healer!”

The Bear King took another swing of his claws and forced the monk to retreat. Western King hurriedly replaced his position, taking the hit from the Bear King. He lost about 90+ HP, but he shouted: “Xiao Yao Zi Zai, don’t bother healer me. Continue to heal the Monk! We need to control our firepower and not let the Boss aggro get messed up!”