Chapter 489: Repel (1/2)
Li Chengfeng, Gui Guzi, High Fighting Spirits and everyone else goggled at the price tag. Then, they started sighing among themselves. “Fuck, you don’t have to be so obvious, guild leader. What a dark world we live in…”
I grinned at them. “Dark world, my ass! I’m the one who should be saying that! You guys got a ton of equipment already, but I haven’t gotten anything until now! Also, I’m leagues ahead of the second highest contributor in the guild. None of you can compete with me unless I gave up the Soul Suppressing Cloak myself…”
Li Chengfeng laughed loudly before nodding, “Well, that’s fair. You’re the one who killed the boss, and your war points are the highest out of everyone. It’s only right that the first ever Earth-grade equipment of this battle belongs to you, not to mention that you’re also the vice leader of Ancient Sword Dreaming Souls and our only CGL Hall of Famer. Without these equipment, how are you going to solo the CGL Hall of Famers of Warsky Alliance, Candle Dragon etc and show them who’s boss?”
High Fighting Spirits agreed. “That’s right. The sooner you become a godlike Warrior, the better. We’re all looking forward to the next time we butt heads with Candle Dragon, hmph hmph!”
Pure Love walked up to me with her scepter. “Big brother Lu Chen looks even more handsome now…”
What could I even say to that? I tossed the Soul Suppressing Cloak into my backpack because I was still a level away from equipping it. There was no hurry. I was level 124 and 74% experience right now thanks to God Dancer, and after the tenth monster wave was over I should be able to level up to 125.
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“What else did the boss drop?” He Yi asked.
I dug through my backpack again. When the boss died a dozen or so messages had popped up in the party channel, so it was impossible for me to keep a loot or two to myself even if I wanted to.
I had gotten seven or eight rank 1 and 2 Gems or so. The moment I confirmed them for distribution in the guild item list, they were bought by the players who were willing to spend the contribution points in the blink of an eye. After that, I spent a while digging through my backpack again and produced two purple skillbooks. I touched the items, and their stats screen appeared before everyone’s eyes—
Iron Wall VII: Beseech the power of the war general and increase the Defense of all party members by 20%. Tactics Requirement: 100. Class Requirement: All. Cost: 2000 Reputation.
Prime V: Beseech the power of the war god and increase all party members’ Attack by 15% and HP regeneration speed by 50%. Tactics Requirement: 150. Class Requirement: All. Cost: 2000 Reputation.
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There were a couple of good Tacticians in Ancient Sword Dreaming Souls, and the highest level one was level 117. A Tactician naturally gained 1 Tactic every time they leveled up, and if I were to factor in their equipment their total Tactics was around 250. 2.5 times 20% was 50% Defense, and that wasn’t a bad number at all.
I submitted the skillbooks under the Tactician category, and a while later they were claimed by two high level Tacticians. Not everyone in the guild could become a Famous General as a matter of course, so Tacticians were always in demand for their Encourage and so on. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call them the backbone of a guild.
I spread my arms and said, “Alright, we’ve distributed all the loot God Dancer dropped, so it’s time to reform the battle formation and prepare for the final wave. Once that is done, we’ll attack Sky City, kill that tyrant and wrap up this coup d'état.”
Everyone nodded. The ninth monster wave was almost finished, but the player faction had suffered tremendous losses as a result. Snowy Cathaya and Ancient Sword Dreaming Souls had less than 2000 players left, The Monarch Descends had less than 1400 players left, and Warsky Alliance’s failed gamble left them with less than 1000 players. In fact, they were lucky to survive after they were ravaged by the mobs, the boss, Snowy Cathaya and us.
In the system window, the total number of surviving players was even more pitiful. Only 19047 players were still in this war.
Li Chengfeng said with a smile, “Interesting. To think that so few of us are left after the ninth wave… I sure hope we won’t all be routed by the end of the tenth wave…”
I raised the Heaven-stealing Sword and declared, “Then let’s do our best to minimize our losses as much as possible. Eve, please send a small party to carry our loot back to our warehouse. In fact, let’s have 20 people with additional bagspace carry all the top-tier items dropped by the Giant Ice Flame Beasts back to Dark Moon City. They’ll be dedicated carriers who are exempted from battle.”
He Yi couldn’t help a giggle. “You’re too late. I’ve already arranged something like that a long time ago~”
“Haha!”
Long story short, Ancient Sword Dreaming Souls’ objective in this war was to maximize our profits and widen the power gap between our enemies and ourselves as much we could. It was what the guild needed the most right now.
Hundreds of our fighters were standing at the frontlines. They were probably the strongest players we had since they survived when everyone else was washed away by the monster waves. Not only were they the best of the best, they might even grow stronger after this Coldblade War was over!