284 Counterattack (1/2)
Brainiac looked at the battle situation in the crystal ball and pondered.
He obtained approval from Lord Sherlock to research the battle results, but he wasn't bothered with the fighting prowess of the Ogres. The Ogres ate creatures. Though they were intelligent, their race had the violence defect, and it deterred them from achieving high Mana Skills.
In short, they were on the same level as the Houndhead Men.
Brainiac wasn't interested in the Ogres, but he was interested in the gamers' battle prowess.
Especially in this battle, where the gamers exhibited high organizational skills and discipline.
For the Dungeon battles, commanders were required. But the gamers didn't have a fixed commander.
According to Brainiac's observations, they were usually in small teams of ten to three hundred. Sometimes, they battled individually. After a meeting, the gamers' battle organization became thousands of gamers, and it was still increasing.
They had elected a Field Marshal, a Gnome called NotWearingPants, as well as other Guild's leaders and communications officers.
Brainiac was puzzled and decided to conduct sustained research.
In the crystal ball, Brainiac witnessed the Nth time that the gamers were annihilated.
”Gosh! Why are the Ogres so strong?”
”We have to form a battle formation! Do you understand battle formations? Didn't you watch it on television dramas?”
”Don't just think of the equipment! Didn't we agree to distribute the loot according to contribution? What's the hurry?”
”D*mn! I'm picking up my own equipment!”
”Follow the contingent closely. We'll attack in the next wave.”
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Brainiac looked at the gamers without emotion. He was used to their tactics of dying and reviving to achieve victory. It was like cheating. Until now, Brainiac was unable to figure out the mystery.
It was alright, there was still time. The contract with Sherlock hadn't even reached halfway. Even if the contract was up, he could continue to sign-on!
The gamers weren't aware that Brainiac was observing them discreetly. They were fully focused on the extremely difficult battle ahead.
Their tactic was simple and violent. That was to charge as a group before executing a self-detonation and other methods that inflicted huge damage to the Ogres.
The Ogres felt what Cherry King had felt previously.
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”Full-scale attack! Scale the walls! Take down the walls!” the Ogre Commander shouted loudly on the battlefield.
After several kamikaze bombing attacks by the gamers, the Ogres sustained incremental casualties. The Ogres were no longer complacent and relaxed.
They thought that there were slightly more green-skinned creatures than them. Once the Ogres killed large numbers of green-skinned creatures, would the green-skinned creatures not flee in terror? It was far from reality. There were countless green-skinned creatures.