Chapter 155: Pigs Guild (2/2)
[You have leveled up.]
He now had 19 Legacy Points and 3 Stats points. He threw the stats points to agility and felt his body become lighter and more responsive. His level was now 27, three levels away from hitting 30.
A day has passed since he entered the valleys of the dead. In a day, he managed to level up twice. Arthur had no plans on stopping here and kept going forward.
More than one person wanted him dead or enslaved. Even though Jizo has mentioned that Arthur was valuable to the seven families, he knew that the guardian meant valuable as a tool.
'I need to become stronger.' Arthur crushed another skull. 'Stronger.' He split a skeleton in half. 'Stronger than anyone.' He burned a platoon to the ground.
The monsters were endless. As he fought more and more, Arthur realized that if the wilderness was only a fraction of the other world, then humanity had little hope of surviving.
The undead kept coming his way. He kept coming their way. It was a battle for his world and to grow stronger.
He leveled up to 28 after two days of killing the undead. He stopped when he saw something in the distance. In the brightly lit gray sky, a rope of smoke flew upward.
'Humans?' Arthur frowned. 'Why are there humans so deep into the valley? Can it be a guild?'
Arthur didn't find it odd, just annoying. He didn't want to collide with other humans in this place. Luckily, he had brought his mask before he came here from the company.
He took out the mask that had horns and fangs like a demon. Arthur wanted to look like a goblin, but Ruby's version of a goblin differed from his.
'Goblins are a bit cuter than this,' He thought as he looked at the mask before wearing it. He didn't plan on colliding with them, but simply scouting the place.
Using teleport, Arthur teleported to a high steep ground of the mountain range. He then peered ahead as he looked at the source of the smoke.
It was a large camp with people wearing armor and a few vehicles lying about. There was a large tent surrounded by several smaller tents and a fire has been started. The area was cleared of any monsters in a radius of a few hundred meters.
There were almost fifty people in the camp. As Arthur studied them, he found that most of them wore armor or robes. This was a giant group of awakeners with a clear objective: hunting the undead. Arthur didn't miss that a few warriors were wearing golden armor with a reflective surface.
'A guild?' Arthur wondered. He kept scouting the camp as he tried to know which guild this was. It was a few minutes later that the curtains of the tens moved and a group came out. Arthur realized that these people were the camp's leaders by how the others behaved around them.
As he studied the faces one by one, he found someone familiar. Arthur couldn't remember where he had seen this person before, but he knew that they have met somewhere. He was a young man with a pig-nose and chubby jowls.
”Oh, it's the pig from the runes association exam,” Arthur remembered and muttered out loud.
As if hearing his words, someone in the group turned his way. He saw a slight commotion and realized he had been spotted. He saw a flash of light and reflexively threw a barrier, only to see it break down the next moment.
A Magic Gunman.
Arthur used his teleport rune without any hesitation and fled the scene. He couldn't fight a whole guild on his own, no matter how much stronger he became on his own.
If Arthur wanted to flee, then no one can stop him as long as he had his teleport rune. After a few teleports, he was out of the valley with no chance of them following him.
'I've already run out of time. It's not because I'm scared of these people. Yup, I'm letting them go.' Arthur mocked to himself as he returned to the goblin village. As he walked back, he thought about the latest events.
'Juan became an undead. The guild the pig father ran is also here. However, there's no news in the media about the bizarre behavior of the undead. There's not even a mention of an undead overlord.
Is someone trying to conceal the news from the public?'
Arthur had some suspicions. An undead overlord was a powerful existence, but it also meant powerful artifacts, a core, and a powerful skill.