The Legendary Moonlight Scluptor

Hunting Disgusting Lizards!

A sneaky smile flashed from Darius' sinister face. His brain wandered around to digest what was happening to him at this moment. According to Darius the goddess of fortune was siding with him, how not, a fairly rare quest was now under his command, the Baran Village Expeditionary Quest, 'This was more than a collapsed durian crucifixion.'

His fame could increase drastically thanks to this quest. High fame will bring a lot of luck in the future. He could easily meet leading figures who would generally reject him. Even he could obtain high-level quests at high risk and with abundant profits.

As 500 NPC soldiers were under his control, Darius considered himself to be on par with the infantry general Rosenheim. His chin was raised high, considering himself the noblest among his subordinates.

Soon the expedition led by Darius finally arrived at the border of Baran Village.

Unpleasant sight was plastered wide in front of them all. The village that had been famous for being fertile and prosperous was destroyed unceremoniously. The wooden fences that became the fortifications of the village had collapsed. Even the houses have become irregular rubble.

The expedition grimaced in horror at the sight of the destruction of Baran village from the top of the hill on the border. From here they can no longer relax. Everyone began to look forward to Darius' next instructions.

Darius wasn't stupid, he understood everyone's look at him. "Parros, go and investigate the village." Darius looked at the black man on his right.

"Okay, lieutenant, I'll be right back."

Wush!

Instantly the black man disappeared from view after a brief farewell with Darius. Parros was a thief, whose primary skill was intelligence and observation. So this task was most suitable for him.

All the expedition troops were allowed to rest after Parros' departure, they started discussing this it was about the quest this time around. No one knew what their fate would be.

An hour later Parros returned, taking a deep breath, as he was still bored, "Report lieutenant. There were hundreds of lizard monsters hiding within the ruins of the village. They're deliberately waiting for our arrival."

"They want an open battle." Darius' eyes glowed coldly. He knew clearly the meaning of those monsters. As their numbers exceeded the expedition led by Darius, it was clear that they dared to fight head-on. Darius liked this idea. "Not bad either."

Darius gave a small smile thinking about profit and loss in the event of an open war. Surely he and his team who are the highest level among the expedition will kill many monsters, and they are also the ones who get the most profit.

"The known surprise attack is no longer the surprise of its name." Darius muttered little.

"Everyone listen!" Darius raised his sword high, suddenly the atmosphere of silence like a moment of silence, "Strike monsters in Baran Village now!" Shouts loudly.

"Groan!" The entire army shouted back to Darius' words no less spirited. Dozens of people simultaneously stormed towards Baran village.

The monsters that had been hiding in the rubble began to arrive to shock everyone. The players were shocked by this surprise attack. Because Darius did not tell them that the monsters would hide in the ruins to attack them suddenly.

The roar!

“Man!”

Now it was clearly a giant lizard-shaped monster. Their bodies are full of bulging muscles. The left hand held the shield while the other hand swung the sword fiercely.

Cracks!

Darius broke the head of a monster while grumbling violently, "I don't need weak people. All I want are strong, loyal people. So why should I share my EXP and fame with these weak people?"

Darius deliberately used this careless tactic with great risk of many casualties. Solely because he was worried that his EXP and fame would decrease a lot when divided evenly with 300 players.

While the NPC soldiers from Rosenheim kingdom were placed in the rear row. Their captain is Knight Jovantes.

When the Knight realized that they were caught in a surprise attack, his instincts as the leader of the army instantly came to life, "Preserve your positions! form a circle with the head of the platoon and then counterattack!"

"Everything's gathered! Form a holding position!" the denarions shouted at each other to clean up the chaotic forces.

Simultaneously several platoons of ten warriors gathered together to form a powerful defensive circle, the flagship formation of the Rosenheim kingdom infantry. The platoon leaders were named denarion, including Becker and Hosram.

All of Weed's upbringing denarion made the same decision. Defense is the most important thing!

Only Becker was different, the taper corner of his eyes grew more and more resolute, he raised his sword to raise the spirits of the troops, "Come on! Attack those lizards!"

Fires of fighting spirit burned in the eyes of his troops, "Strike!"

The defensive formations of the soldiers managed to distract the monsters. Indirectly they managed to pull the crowd of monsters into the formation. Like ambushing an enemy in a labyrinth. On the other hand, Becker-led platoon appeared everywhere slaughtering monsters tirelessly.

In the near future the corpses of the monsters were laying down filling the village. The fishy smell of blood is getting thick to clog the nose.

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On the other hand, Weed with great courage also attacked the guard monsters. They also let out aggressive sounds like monsters in general.

"Man!"

"Basic stupid! you came to take lives!"

Five monsters swarmed towards him while brandishing a glittering white sword. Although their levels were low, Weed was clearly outnumbered. If he was besieged then he would have to fight them from all directions which would definitely harm him.

But Weed felt confident because he had worked hard for a month in the training hall to raise the strength, agility, and vitality stat higher than the players in general.

This sounds easy and easy to do by anyone. Why is it that no one else does the same? With higher statistics it will be easier to hunt monsters.

The reality takes intention, patience and perseverance to do it. Within a month the training had to do the same thing over and over again, which was to beat up a scarecrow. Most people will get bored first.

If a player practiced 20 hours a day, it would take 600 hours a month. You have to do the same thing all the time even if your body suffers beyond the limits, your muscles are like squeezed, even pro athletes can not do it that far.

Pro athletes generally exercise no more than 5 hours a day. What Weed had done was the equivalent of training athletes for 120 days. Or it can be likened to practicing the gym an hour a day for two full years.

Not many people would spend that much time for the sake of raising one or two stats. The fact that Weed was able to complete the sickening exercise in a month showed how strong his tenacity was. He also had a new sword technique, obviously he was happy to make the lizard monsters in front of him as his new sword technique trial rabbits.

"We-weed! Wait for me!" Surka came forward without a second thought.

Because in their team there were no warrior and knight professions, the two of them had to combine into a melee attacker.

"Umm, Weed." Surka managed to stand firmly beside Weed. He put his hands up to attack.

"Yes?" Weed asked back.

"If I die, please save yourself." Surka looked pessimistic after coming face to face with five guardian monsters.

"Don't worry. If one of us has to die, then I'm the first. Well, then I'll draw their attention like our previous hunt, okay?" Wees said confidently.

Surka's face was filled with blue, her eyes were slightly teary, "Yaampun Weed, when you were a scluptor. Ah, by the way, what's your level?"

"68." Without further explanation Weed immediately lunged into the reproach of the monsters.

Surka's perfectly rounded eyes watched Weed's recklessness, "Be careful!"

Not only Surka, but all of her team members were still shocked by the act of sending their lives - according to them - which Weed had just done.

Unlike the perpetrator whose heart remains adem ayem. "The Seven Heavenly Steps!" Shouted Weed loudly.

He confidently activated the footstep technique (a given name from himself), was a skill to dodge enemy attacks with seven strange and unexpected steps.

Weed's body suddenly disappeared right in front of a monster, within a second appeared to his right.

"First technique, Triple!" Weed shouted out loud.

Weed's movements made his head dizzy as he swung his sword. It looks reckless but full of tactics. It appeared that three black shadows smashed into the lower, middle and upper monster bodies simultaneously.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

In reality, this lizard monster was indeed stronger than goblins. Their bodies have the flexibility of a flat animal that has above average speed.

A kwaak!

A monster screamed in pain after being severely injured by Weed's attack, he lost 80% HP, undeniably his life was over the edge.

But actually the skill that Weed had just used was very draining of mana, of course, resulting in high damage.

"Wuahhhh!" Surka's mouth was wide open, the longer she watched Weed's action the more fascinated she became again and again. His eyes did not stop following Weed's body movements.

They went through several hunts together. Weed became the team leader ever since he killed the wolf and saved his teammates selflessly. However, when they met again, his team only found out that he chose the scluptor profession and even studied the cooking profession.

Surka could not digest the thing that was in her head nor Weed who was fighting ferociously in front of her. 'Isn't he a scluptor? But why isn't his fighting ability gone? no, it's even better! Awesome!'

"What the fuck is that?" Surka felt as if there were three swords piercing monsters simultaneously when Weed used the Triple technique.

'I can't lose to him!' Surka galloped to punch the monster that Weed had been dying. Of course the monster had no chance of dodging a back-to-back blow from him.

"Quick Shadow Blow!" Since the enemy level was higher than him, Surka immediately brought out the best skill he had. Unmitigated, he sent five consecutive blows.

The blow skill was a basic skill, but it was most popular among paladins. His expertise in Multi-Blow has reached 65%.

Pabaabak!

The monster that was hit in the chest and heartburn turned into a gray glint.

“Ba- how can it be?” Surka was silent for a moment lamenting the departure of the monster she had just killed, ignoring her presence in the midst of a fierce battle, "The monster just got stunted, but why did she die so quickly?"

Monsters can not move in stun mode, and will be exposed to twice the damage when attacked. But still Surka felt strange as a monster of his 60s level was easily killed by his punch.

Not only Surka but the other herds of guardian monsters were taken aback when their comrades were killed within seconds. They roared in loyalty to directly attack Weed simultaneously to corner him.

Weed's body swayed like bamboo in the wind. His movements were exquisite as he dodged all three monster consecutive attacks on him, not even anyone could reach the end of his hair. Unfortunately Weed missed one last monster until he could not escape. The incision wound extended on his waist, thick red blood flowed profusely wet his legs, the profit of his damage was reduced by 1/3.

You lost 350 HP!

One of the shortcomings of the scluptor profession is that it is not allowed to wear armor made of iron.

Usually equipment made from non-metallic defense is weak unless it is made from special materials or reinforced with permanent magic.

But since Weed only wore the basic leather jacket he bought cheaply from a thrift store, a single attack would leave him severely injured.

"Sclupting Blade!"

A dazzling light enveloped Weed's sword, moving towards one of the monsters.

Srakk!

The head of a monster parted from its body until it disappeared into a gray glint.

It was one of Weed's signature skills that targeted vital points with precise timing. Critical Hit!

No matter how big the monster defense was, the Sclupting Blade would still deal great damage. The weakness is wasteful mana. If it wasn't an emergency Weed wouldn't have taken it out all the time.

"Fire ball!" From a distance the red jock blew, a fiery red pillar split into four fireballs in the air, attacking the four monsters simultaneously. It is useful to repel the enemy for a moment and give a little time for melee fighters to rest.

"Fire Arrow!" Pale didn't want to lose, he's got the monsters. His arrow contained a fire element that was fatal to monsters.

"Healing Hand!" Irene quickly replenished Weed's HP. Then he doused it with holy blessing.

"Goddess Freya, give the holy spirit protection to Weed. Strengthen his defense against evil. Blessings!"

White light scattering healed Weed in an instant. He felt himself refreshed.

Basically holy blessing will increase defense and strength. In addition there are many other magic designed to increase various stat. The science of shaman witchcraft serves to accelerate and increase agility and strength for a while. While the presence of holy knight aura in a team is also considered very useful.

But in the end the blessing of a priest defeated all professions in the field of witchcraft and spells.

Sometimes when someone is used to receiving blessings from priests in every hunt, then that person will feel very weak when fighting in the absence of priests.

After Irene finished her task, her eyes looked at Weed intently, and she was not reluctant to spout out her anger right then and there, "Weed! This time you're too rash!"

Weed nodded in acknowledging his mistake. In fact, he deliberately attacked monsters without preparation just to feel the extent of their strength. Moreover, he was curious as to how much damage he could deal while using the Formless Imperial Sword Technique. Now he was very satisfied because the result was beyond what he expected.

All the combat skills Weed had right now required a lot of mana. He was unable to fight for a long time because his combat skills consumed mana beyond limits. The excess of those skills were most dominant in small-scale battles, giving Weed tremendous power until his mana ran out.

As the amount of mana increased during leveling up, and the consumption of mana for sword techniques decreased thanks to sword mastery and handicraft skills, then the Formless Imperial Sword Technique would succeed.

However, in the eyes of his teammates Weed's actions were very careless and risky. They didn't know the fact that Weed's level was higher than theirs. Because they underestimated the scluptor profession too much, they unconsciously considered Weed a weak person from them.

Although it cannot be denied that the defense of the scluptor profession is indeed sad. As they did not know, Weed had an ace in his hand, the sclupting blade skill. And since choosing a profession, the effects of sclupture mastery had been applied to its invincible attacking power.

Scluptor is weak. But Weed's future was still gray, no one knew where fate would take him. Even in his current position Weed's strength was much greater than that of a warrior or knight whose level was slightly higher than him.

Weed gave a small smile watching the blessing light enveloping him. He leisurely breathed in the air around like a soothing morning breeze.

"What's he doing?" Irene who was busy fighting with monsters had lost focus for a moment.

You lost 230 HP!

Even Weed did not avoid the monster attack until it hit his body. He was too calm to think about the wound on his body, because the blessing from Irene would reduce his damage. From this Weed also knew that it was not only him who developed rapidly when they did not meet. 'Hunting with a party.'

It is because of this high and holy ability that priests and paladins will be respected and appreciated wherever they are. No matter what their skill level was, all teams would accept them with open arms.

Just like the case of Irene, although her level was still low but she had sharply upgraded her skills, it was the most valuable asset when hunting monsters.

Although Weed had a bandage skill, it could only be used when not fighting. It certainly can not be compared with the priest's healing hand.

After feeling enough to scold Weed, Irene gave a small smile to him, "I admit, this is indeed your style Weed, charging straight towards the enemy."

Weed returned his smile no less sweet. Not anything, he was also thinking about suicide attempts that often do solely because he did not consider his enemy an enemy but rather a valuable EXP.

Weed wasn't stupid either, he still loved life. If the monsters he felt were difficult to deal with, he would surrender with his carelessness. Actually Weed was enjoying the thrill of jumping into a herd of monsters to kill them blindly. While moving his hands and feet like crazy, he felt the wind of freedom.

He hunted, upgraded all skills, leveled up, collected items and equipment. Weed enjoyed everything. Because every step he went through was fun, and the results were always as good as every drop of sweat and blood he took out. It was as if he was living in this world.

Previously on the Continent of Magic and even now on the Versailess continent, Weed had always been the first to storm monsters when he met them.

"Triples! Backstabs!"

After the mana was restored, Weed quickly put on his combat skills. It was a top priority to raise his skill level. What is used will be re-regenerated.

You failed to activate the skill!

Since the level of most of his combat skills was zero, he often failed when activating those skills. Failing to activate some sword techniques, Weed was stunted and unable to move for a while.

Weed continued to rely on his teammates and insisted on trying all his combat skills. Weed was calm because he knew there were supporters behind him. His indiscriminate attack finally exterminated all monsters in the blink of an eye.

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