Guild Wars

The fight raged on down below, even as Draco split his attention. More and more members of Umbra began to realize that something was amiss with the way their compatriots died, especially since they were not resurrecting on the spot to continue fighting.

Such items were things all players craved, but most members of Umbra had a few death-defying items or ones like the famous 'Phoenix Down' that allowed one to get back up regardless of the state of one's death. Seeing that despite these items, their fellows remained dead, things began to click.

It was even worse when one fellow roared out his fateful discovery.

"Fuck! All those who died are no longer in my friends list or the guild roster! Their accounts have been deleted!"

Every member displayed an expression of shock as they bought time to quickly check, in which their faces became grim. Many couldn't help but look upwards to see what the Guildmaster would do about this but found that he was looking down at them coldly.

Immediately, their hearts sank as they understood. The daddy who covered the sky for them and allowed them to play as they wanted, as well as benefit from almost every situation, was not going to do so this time. It was up to them to carve their way out of this predicament and survive!

This realization seemed to stir the chaos and madness in the members of Umbra. They were like rich second generations who had been pampered almost all their lives; how could they tolerate being stepped on like this? As such, they roared crazily as they unleashed their strongest blows and did not hesitate to use their best reserved items.

The fight, which had already become more intense, reached a white-hot stage immediately!

For those watching, things occurred rapidly as the waves of beings rushed into the city and were culled as fast as they came, the lines of Umbra holding strong despite the pressure. For the members of Umbra on the ground, though, each second was akin to a year as they squeezed out their maximum potential in order to hold.

But soon, the fight had to be paused because the objective was complete!

｢War of the Worlds (Part 1) – World Quest

Description: Omitted.

Stage 1: Destroy the Defensive Barrier around Mount Conquest. - Complete

Stage 2: Break the City Gates of Conquest City and capture all four zones. - Complete

Stage 3: Capture the City Lord's mansion and keep it for 1 hour. - Complete

Stage 4: Use the City Lord's Token to climb Mount Conquest and destroy the War Temple at the peak. - In progress

Stage 5: Defeat the Avatar Manifestation of War God Frederick and successfully escape Mount Conquest. - Incomplete

Limitation 1: You cannot leave the main plane for the duration of this event.

Limitation 2: The War Maniac Pavilion's realm teleporter will be made indestructible until all event objectives are complete.
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Provision 1: All enemies will be forcibly converted to the standard of the Western Fantasy realm's power base upon arrival.

Provision 2: Enemies who come will drop all their belongings regardless of source, increasing loot drops exponentially!

Rewards: Continuation to War of the Worlds (Part 2), Plane Merger Device Blueprint, Realm Portal Device Blueprint.｣

They had held the city for an hour! Half of it was thanks to relying on the revived formation, but the remaining half hour was full of intense and brutal battles where more than 1,500 members of Umbra lost their accounts forever!

Any longer, and losses would have increased exponentially!

After all, the War Maniac Pavilion's losses did not even account for 0.0001% of the total it sent down and was still sending down!

Of course, this was not why the fight was paused. As the limitation stated, not even an Origin God nor an Eternal could destroy the teleportation methods the WMP was using, so they were still constantly sending waves of troops down like an endless sea.

The reason why the fight paused was that Draco snapped his hands and isolated the space between the city and the incoming warriors, allowing both parties to accumulate on either side. The members of Umbra had already proven themselves enough; it was time for them to rest.

This fact made the expression of the Origin Gods above become grim. They had never cared about the members of Umbra that were killed because even if all of them died, as long as Draco was alive, their fates were uncertain!

Seeing him easily isolate the troops they had sent down like this, they remembered his annoying spatial abilities, which had helped him deflect their ultimate blows, and knew that no one below could deal with this kind of power yet.

The good news was that this power was far weaker than when he fought them, by more than 80%!

There was a slight chance!

With that in mind, the Origin Gods of the WMP shared looks before slapping the back of a certain group of fellows, launching them downward while filling them with far more Origin Energy and Origin Power than before.

This caused the stale battlefield to be broken as both sides looked up to see around ten glowing orange meteors crash into the ground, breaking through the barrier of space Draco created and appearing at the foot of Mount Conquest, where the next objective lay.

The ten fellows, when seen by Draco, caused his pupils to narrow greatly as killing intent surged into his heart.

The 1000th Squad…

They had easily been revived and resurrected by the Origin Gods because the one who killed them was Shuro, who did not possess Destruction Energy. Even if it was Destruction Energy, as long as it was not the Destruction Origin Law, they could still override it with their own Origin Power at a great cost.

The 1000th Squad was far different from before. They had looks of coldness in their eyes, not seeming to recollect Draco at all, and he could sense that their souls had been tortured and tampered with to achieve this effect.

With the means of Origin Gods, they forcibly raised these ten to the equivalent of Divine Law True Gods at the Supreme Stage, utilizing their original powers to reach this stage. With the blessing of the Origin Gods from the WMP, they could be considered something akin to Semi-Origin Gods now!

This made Draco snort coldly. It seemed that those fellows were really staking it all, as this was truly a difficult lineup for him. True Gods from Supreme Law down to Basic Law varied in the level of effort needed to beat them, but Semi-Origin Gods could actually take his life within Western Fantasy if the circumstances aligned well!

In the void, he could access 50% of his full power, which was around 50 Eternal Power, but in Western Fantasy, that was shot down to merely 10%. The difference between 10 Eternal Power and 50 Eternal Power was a lot when you considered that the hard cap was 100 Eternal Power.

This difference became even more relevant when you remembered that every single point of Eternal Power—EVERY SINGLE POINT—was more valuable than the last, akin to the famous gaps between cultivation realms.

Otherwise, the Evil Trio wouldn't be able to slap around seasoned Eternals in the Eternal World who had condensed a Seed of Law and transcended their forms with their 100 Eternal Power fully unlocked, with only their meager Eternal Control to limit them.

The 100% bloodlines were OP, but Draco was no longer the naive fool who trusted in it needlessly. Especially after his recent beating, he had taken his other powers seriously and began training properly, so he was not overly reliant on one method.

He took a step and appeared at the foot of Mount Conquest, turning to Gremory, who was behind him.

"You are in charge now. Coordinate the Army of Umbra and help them resist the onslaught." He instructed calmly.

Gremory nodded seriously as she descended and hovered slightly above the city, releasing his Divine Law and Divine Energy to cover the entire city in its protection. This made the members of Umbra who had rested for a bit feel solemn and gear up for the next round, while the Origin Gods of the WMP did not care much about this secondary battlefield.

Draco sucked in a deep breath and retracted his spatial power because he would need everything he had to fight against this group. He knew the configuration of the 1000th Squad well; they covered all aspects both on-field and off-field, so he was not just taking on 10 Semi-Origin Gods, but 10 perfectly synchronized ones who were almost one unit.

His body shifted as the repaired Dragorugio set appeared on his body, having been restored by his bloodline after he drank the potion since it was connected to him. He manifested the Dragorugio swords in each hand, and his cape billowed behind him, being the very one Richmond gave him oh so many years ago.

The lion symbol on the center of his chest, which was the Seal of Camelot that had fused with his armor, gleamed in the bright sunlight, almost seeming as if the king of beasts it depicted was about to jump out and release a thunderous roar.

After so many years, Draco activated his full set of buffs and debuffs at once.

Angel's Blessing (corrupted)!1

A wave of dark holy energy erupted, covering the ten warriors and causing them to receive a random debuff. It even went as far as to hit the thousands of enemy warriors sieging Conquest City anew, making their combat power wane sharply!

Life Steal!1

Draco pointed at Makar, the Tiger Man who was the off-tank, aiming to use him to replenish his HP should it drop! A mark of evil formed on the fellow's brow, akin to the famous Majin symbol.

Spirit Suppression!1

This was a new skill at Rank 4 of the Mystic Arts that suppressed all enemies within a 1-km radius, reducing their stats by 80% while having an 80% chance to grant a <Slowed> or <Stunned> status for 30 minutes. With Draco's Luck stat, this was a guaranteed 100% occurrence rate when compared to his targets.

Of course, these fellows did not use stats anymore at their level since they had been converted to the Western Fantasy standard, but Draco naturally imbued Divine Laws and Divine Energy into all his skill casts, so this would rather reduce the strength and defense of their Divine Laws.

Soul Warp!1

Another new and unused skill that forcibly turned one foe into a random Mystic Species for 15 minutes. Once again, when Draco's Luck value was calculated against theirs, it ensured that not only would the Mystic Species they turned into be one of the useless ones, but it also made sure that they would not be able to make any waves.

Out of them, Draco chose the troublesome Byron, the tattooed bronze-skinned human who was their main tank and boasted extreme resilience. Under the power of the curse, he naturally turned into a mystic chicken, which was a normal chicken but with a Super Saiyan aura and golden hair.

Banish!1

This was a special mystic skill that did exactly as it said, forcibly sending a single target into the genuine Mystic Realm within Boundless for 3 minutes, upon which they would return.

For this one, Draco targeted the purple serval girl Clove, who was the team supporter and could buff allies as well as rally them, allowing teammates to instantly TP back to her as long as they were within a certain range.

With her out of the picture, he could focus on dealing with the less troublesome ones, but Draco wasn't done with his various skill casts!

Duplicate!1

A form split from Draco's body, being a brand new avatar created on the spot after his last one had been sacrificed in the void to help block that final blow that almost crippled him forever. With its being renewed at 80% of his peak power, it was almost akin to having two of himself here, especially since his avatar planned to act in sync with him!