Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
There were certain techniques to using Chain and Finisher skills, and therefore were harder to master. As such, not many could play Morphing Druids well despite the class being very formidable since it was simply too demanding on technique.
A Morphing Druid was usually identical to close-combat units in stats and skills. If they managed to cast combos to ideal effect, their affinity for melee battles would not lose out to Holy Knights and Warriors of the same player level even with their high defense. On the other hand, if they failed to produce the combo’s effect, their performance would be halved, in turn allowing even inferior Holy Knights or Warriors to trample all over them.
Nie Fan grinned as he learned Smite. Yet another skill, and one driven by Rage which was in turn obtained by close-ranged fights.
With his current level, even the top gamers affiliated to various studios would pale in comparison to Nie Fan’s skill bar.
Meanwhile, a thunderous rumble echoed even as Nie Fan thought about what other skill he should buy to fill his skill bar. He climbed up to a higher spot and looked out to find a magnificent sight: goblins, stretching as far as the eyes could see were pouring towards Tajit Village like a tidal wave. The first wave composed mostly of Level 17 Demon Goblins, along with some Elite Demon Goblin Warriors.
The monsters to the rear were even higher in level, and it was such a scene of terror that the players were left utterly astonished.
So, this is a Siege.
“Get out and fight! We can’t cast skills with so many players stuffed inside the village!”
The players only realized that after someone shouted it, and all of them rushed outside, with Warriors leading the charge and Mages hiding behind.
Squawking, the hordes of goblins all leaped and lunged at the warrior blocking their way, and the entrance of Tajit Village descended into a confused melee. Spells were darting at every direction, and the radiance of various skills were at once blinding.
Screams could also be heard from time to time, with one player after another reduced to streaks of white light.
It was such pandemonium that the Clerics simply didn’t know whom they should heal, with some Clerics themselves killed by goblins that rushed at them before they could react.
But in the end, goblins weren’t high-level creatures. When the village’s militia which soldiers were between Level 30 and Level 40 and their two Level 60 Elite Guards rushed forward, it quickly became a massacre. At the same time, after most of the low-level players died in the first round of assault and only high-level players remained, they also stabilized the tide of the battle.
Being a Druid, it was unnecessary for Nie Fan to charge into the fray. Fixing his eyes on an Elite Demon Goblin Warrior on the edge of the horde and ensuring that no one is coming for a kill steal, he unleashed Bloodthirsty Vines.
The Vine kept the monster tightly bound, keeping its entire body where it was.
Black Oil!
Mini Fireball!
A searing flame rose over the Demon Goblin Warrior with a bang, and damage values over three hundred popped up continuously over its head.
After all, Nie Fan was already Level 22—4 levels above the Level 18 Demon Goblin Warrior. Along with the buffing from the Ring of Fate, his attack was naturally stunning.
The HP of the Demon Goblin Warrior was soon rock bottom, and the creature dropped to the ground.
Nie Fan smiled—it had been a determined and simple attack. Rushing up, he picked up whatever item the Demon Goblin Warrior had dropped without checking it, and promptly retreated.
The spot he chose was also quite isolated. With most players being too busy to care about anything else, they did not notice Nie Fan at all, although several of them had their eyes bulging when they saw him take care of a Level 17 Elite monster so easily, assuming that their eyes were playing tricks on them.
Warsong himself was holding eight Demon Goblins at bay when he caught sight of Nie Fan some distance away, and was left mildly stunned. His attack only caused up to ninety damage on those normal Demon Goblins, whereas Nie Fan dealt over three hundred on that Elite Demon Goblin Warrior.
More than one notch in ability separates them!
Sweating, Warsong thought then that Nie Fan was powerful—even peerless, just as he expected.
Meanwhile, Nie Fan started scanning through the hordes of monsters after picking up the items. He had no interest in those normal Demon Goblins at all, because his targets were the Elite Demon Goblin Warriors amongst them.
After all, where could one find so many Elite monsters in the wild!? He would run himself ragged even before he reached their locations!
Incidentally, a Demon Goblin Warrior was leading a charge with a dozen of its smaller brethren in tow, dashing into a crowd of players. Although its brethren were soon cut into pieces, the Elite monster stalwartly cut down two players and repelled every other player.
Nie Fan’s eyes locked on to it just then, and with a wave of his right hand, he casted Bloodthirsty Vines once again.
Black Oil and Mini Fireball!
Another loud bang, and that Demon Goblin Warrior slammed down heavily on the ground as well.
Even as the players nearby stared blankly at it all, Nie Fan had already dropped to a crouch, pick up every item drop from the monster’s corpse and turned to leave.
“Who is that?”
“No idea. Can’t see his face, and his name is hidden too.”
Under most circumstances, a player hiding his name meant that others would not be able to see it, but the name would be visible in a PK or an item trade.
In the meantime, Nie Fan precisely aimed his offensive at more Demon Goblin Warriors, and then checking his bag to find that the item drops he obtained had been quite rewarding. He quickly equipped two items that were Level 17 Copper Druid equipment, which increased his Defense by quite a lot.
Nearby, Dancing Phoenix had just sent seven Demon Goblins flying with a single Shock Strike when she heard several party members arguing. Looking out, she found a familiar figure—it was Nie Fan! And he was slaying Elite Demon Goblin Warriors by the droves without restraint!
Even though she was now Level 27, she was not confident that she could slay one Demon Goblin Warriors so easily.
At the same time, Grievous Harm himself was fighting a Demon Goblin Warrior when he saw a familiar figure moving past him in a flash.
He focused his gaze. It was Dark Night!
Hesitating for a moment, Grievous Harm Cloaked himself and sneaked towards Nie Fan’s rear.
Now was the best moment for ambushing, what with Nie Fan’s attention fully focused on the nearby monsters.
His name would not be Grievous Harm if he failed to kill him this time!
Even so, he paused and his legs shook when he saw Nie Fan send an Elite Demon Goblin Warrior flying with just a few skills. He did not expect him to be that powerful!
“Brothers, hear me out: follow me and we’ll get this guy!” Grievous Harm would not dare to underestimate Nie Fan with the guts he was showing, and so-called out the other Thieves in his party to act together.
Receiving his message, five other Thieves who were nearby also Cloaked themselves, their figures all fading away.