47 Sow the wind (2/2)

Having finished my mental preparation, I began to sneak around and waited for the first enemy to appear. But there was not even one enemy to be found, there was no trace of something even coming in here. This really feels strange?

There has to be something here nearly every thread that I placed near the entrances has been torn apart. The intruder alarm worked like a charm. As soon as the thread was torn, a small weight dropped in my near proximity and informed me about the enemy.

So why have I not seen anyone yet, are they still waiting for more players to arrive? It might as well be a ruse to lure me out. Even if I were to eavesdrop on them I would not understand a single thing they were talking about. That means I can either wait here, for their actions or I give up my cover and create a mess?

Before I decide on the next course of action it was time to put my digging to good use and scout a bit. I was moving underneath slowly but surely to not raise any attention if I would wait too long on one spot I would be crushed right on the spot.

As I was spectating the entrance area, I was left baffled. Right in front of him. was indeed a huge crowd of players. But those players were not interested in him, no rather were they getting repeatedly getting headbutted by the ants. Why is the atmosphere so competitive? Those players just spread their legs and endure the onslaught of attacks. Wait, why are the even female players involved in this madness?

Even with magic, the problem remains ingrained. Stupidity will prevail.I had the sudden urge to go there and remind everyone that there is a little more to this world than hurting their nether region, in some sort of twisted competition.

200 players were busy cheering and participating in this whole event. 200 today, 300 tomorrow how much trouble will they bring me in the future. It is time to act now, while I still have the chance. It might keep them busy for quite some time, but once they start exploring I will find it harder and harder to avoid combat.

I will honour our new companionship, by showing something that they have not seen. All the produced threads would end up being used, but I was willing to make that trade. All I did was put half and half of my tools on 2 opposite walls. Those walls were close to the group of players, just could walk right up, nobody paid any attention. They were busy talking and cheering the competitors on. Their eyes were glued on the action happening in front of them.

Those poor souls will most likely not even notice something before dropping dead on the spot. Is it unfair, is it heinous, is it cruel to use methods like that? Those methods are not cruel, a quick death seems quite humane in my eyes and I do not differentiate whether my enemy is male for female. They will have to die regardless.

I have no need for an epic, speech declaring my intention and motivation, if it does not serve any purpose it is useless. I began to pull the threads and the cheerful atmosphere was replaced by an eerie silence. It felt like the whole crowd was frozen in time, as they slowly crumbled downwards. There was no survivor.

Sadly there was not much time to rejoice over that successful spectacle, because those players will be hellbent on returning back here. I ordered the ants to consume the corpses, that way I can at least have some sort of insurance. I made every ant retreat and ordered them to not engage in combat for the time being.

For myself to continue ambushing those players over and over again. I was aiming that those players would give up if they find no way to prevent me from doing so. After pulling a stunt like this it will take quite some time till the hype around it will die. After the ants finished the devouring process, everyone began to disperse. The whole place of slaughter was now devoid of anything.

I did not even manage to reach my former training spot before a new intruder alarm went off. After that shocking twist, I began to calmly walk deeper into the layer, waiting for players to arrive here. I am quite interested in what kind of magic, I will encounter when I get the full attention of so many players. Will I face something stronger than those young adults?

What I could not anticipate was the current anger residing in the players. They did not like the fact, that they were interrupted playing ”Balls of Steel”. They wanted to vent their anger by taking revenge on whatever killed them.The first wave of players started as soon as the respawned and returned as fast as possible. They did not even think about what could have killed them.

Upon arrival, everyone jumped down and began to search for and kill every living thing inside that cave. Spells were thrown at random and the whole landscape of the cave was once again alternated.

And now even I realized that I did a big miscalculation, those players would stop at nothing, there was no way to disturb them mentally.

This will be a lot more troublesome, then I expected it to be.

If I can not crush them mentally, then I will just take advantage out of their sheer anger. As I appeared behind an unsuspecting player, I began to choke him from behind. The player was struggling to turn around, but as much as he tried it was all to no avail. His windpipe was crushed and he was dead. The corpse was devoured and it was as if nothing had happened in the first place.

That should be the number 403 of my player kills. I am quite curious how much that number will rise, in this chaotic time ahead of me.

But as always I managed to grossly underestimate the impact my actions will have.