Shocking The Entire Playerbase!

 

 

 

Precious Chrysoberyl Sub-Division, in-between the 'borders' that differentiated the core of the Sub-Division and its inner ring.

 

"... ... ..." Currently among the two sides of the core and the inner ring, where an invisible but well thought out line was dividing a great amount of space in between the two armies who were facing each other. One of them was truly great in numbers, and their whole group was as wide as it was long and extending from right in front of one's eyes to where one could no longer see any more heads in the distance.

While the other side was not only 100 and a few more times lesser in comparison, but they were even without a real intention of fighting, which could be easily seen by the way in which a camping site had been improvised into right a few kilometers from where the inner ring ended, drinking some hot drinks as they gazed at the other side with squinted eyes while the morning was already there and the sun was also already setting up.

From both sides, a party went out and rode their mount towards the border of the inner ring and the core divisions of the Precious Chrysoberyl Sub-Division; well, one was indeed a party consisting of about 84 people and the other side only had one person coming out from their campsite.

While the people within the campsite were so many less and didn’t even had their full armor put on, they were much more prepared than the already smiling core fellas on the other side and who had their pretty much normal horses carry them all the way from their homes to this ‘final battle’, already thinking of dividing the spoils and acting like greedy winners in a movies tv show.

From the larger group of people, who had a ton more of humans and a few other Races amongst each other, from which most were obviously coming from the Journeyer side and hence had a ton more of Human and Elves than of any other Race of Main Kingdom. They also had a ton of soldier-wielding players and even those with light clothing were just the same.

From a distance, it could be seen the preference of the class and type of playstyle that the Wonder Region playerbase had leaned onto, swords, swords and magic and becoming the heroes of the story; great entrepreneurs of history and creators of organizations that could rival the world… bla bla bla.

Among the 84 people that came from the resisting forces, all of them which were Journeyers and, in fact, were all in 2 different raids allied to one another. A single raid could hold 42 players, while there being 2 raids meant double that number, and it wasn’t just Powlniu who knew of this weird ‘system’ that Mother Main Kingdom has given them, but all of the soldiers from The Order do.

As a part of this merge between worlds, basically, with Main Kingdom’s Inhabitants being the ones laying out the ‘playground’ and the Journeyers bringing their ‘culture’ to this world. Yun Beishang had to of course make his Inhabitant soldiers know the real shit of the other side of the world, even as that other side still thought of them as a mere game.

They were taught, of all that was needed to be taught and all that of which he deemed necessary for his soldiers to connect more to his ideals, not for fear or riots though, but because it was much better to understand than to just nod one’s head. In any case, teaching them of the players’ view on them, their indifference because of point#1, point#2 and so on; and more than anything, the rule to never speak of the ‘truth’ towards these impertinent Journeyers.

But as for the ‘party’ of one person that The Order’s Elf Blue-Hunch Region sent, it was only Powlniu as she rode her precious Dasal towards the enemy’s incoming group, directed to stand in between the border as each side could only give one step to enter the other’s ‘territory’. Yet, there was an obvious difference in the atmosphere that they were carrying.

Because, Powlniu, as a General of The Order, she had a much larger and much stronger as well as terrifying Abysmal Creature Mount than even her sons and daughter. While the largest amongst the soldiers were those Abysmal Creature Mounts of the melee soldiers, with a height of 2 meters and a length of 3.5 meters, it was only short of the Legendary graded Abysmal Creature Mounts of the Commanders; 5 meters long and 3.5 meters tall.

Powlniu’s ‘little’ Abysmal Creature Mount ‘girl’ was a rather evolving Abysmal Creature that was still maturing even more than the Matured warriors of the soldiers and that had gone over the first ‘upgrade’ of one to turn into a Legendary graded Abysmal Creature Mount, a full fledged but baby Mythical grade monster that was capable of doing insane damage to anything in but a few seconds.

[Five-legged Abysmal Colonel]: Type: Monster, Grade: Legendary, LV:170+, HP: 61,000,000, MP: 20,000,000, Stamina: 25,000,000, Physical Power: 49,000, Magical Power: 30,000, Physical Defense: 89,000, Magical Defense: 81,000, Attack Speed: 215%, Movement Speed: 298%.

[Matriarch Monarch of the Abysmal Race]: Type: Monster, Grade: Mythical, LV:170+, HP: 300,000,000, MP: 97,750,000, Stamina: 125,000,000, Physical Power: 150,000, Magical Power: 150,000, Physical Defense: 180,000, Magical Defense: 180,000, Attack Speed: 230%, Movement Speed: 310%.

From hereon, the Abysmal Creature Mounts were now capable of converting the incoming True Damage and Elemental Damage into a bit of their HP, absorbing a certain amount that would heal up to a certain percentage of their full HP every time; while it could happen just the same with the Core Elemental Damage yet by a tiny amount of their HP this time.

Other than that, the Matriarch Monarchs of the Abysmal Race could now make burrows, select their partner and lay eggs at the Heavenly grade. Of course, for that and because they were treated by Caretakers of the ultimate level and who really showed them warmth and affection; family, at their growing up stages… they could only do so with two conditions.

One was that they needed to find their true love in the male section of their race, thanks to their strange self and composition, inbreeding wouldn’t result in the same results that ordinary animals would have; but two was that those male husbands had to be of the same grade and, for the Abysmal Creature Race, that was difficult to achieve anytime soon.

So far, the only Mythical graded Abysmal Creature Mounts were those of the Matriarch Monarchs, which were abundant among the Generals and from which none opted to be egotistical and keep a male Legendary grade Five-legged Colonel to try and grow them to a Mythical grade Mount.

And from afar, the Journeyer resisting parties had seen this bigger monster than the others of course, but it wasn’t until they were half a kilometer close to each other that they finally realized how huge this one was. This monster looked just taller and couldn’t be well deciphered how long it was compared to the other as they were only able to see its frontal picture on their way to the border.

But now, they could easily tell even without trying to get a clear view from the sky as they rode their little ants-like horses towards it, which were already cowering before the sight of the big ass monster right in front of them and that was moving towards themselves. With an astounding 40 meters in length, this ‘mount’ also had a height that was just half of that, 20 meters tall!

If such an enormous thing wasn’t scary, especially when, at most, the Journeyers could have their pretty little heads to appear to be as ‘tall’ as 3 meters or even a bit more depending on the grade of the item to summon the magical horses. Still, those little horseys weren’t even made for battle, which was an even more ridiculous comparison when placed in front of Powlniu’s Little Dasal which was only a few months old; actually.

Stomp, stomp, stomp… STOMP…~!!

With these parties being just about 50 meters away from each other, the one who seemed like a leader and that had lithe robes put on was sweating already, his eyes never leaving the sight of that monster’s huge jaws that could eat a few humans on horses like him at the same time, chewing and enjoying the bloody sauce as the adding of the horses gave it a nice touch…

The lithe clothed man shook his head, which didn’t helped at all as he heard the horrendously loud, close and heavy stomps from the dog-like alien creature. And only when a voice came from above that was heard like the most beautiful voice to ever be heard, did he look up in a somewhat sobered up state to see the full-wearing armor beauty as her blue skin showed her Race.

“Is there something… is something the matter?” Powlniu lightly lowered her helmet, her Abysmal Creature Mount following the exact same exact as she salivated at the horses who were terrifyingly trying to rebel and run the fuck out but were restrained by their ‘powerful’ riders. And looking at the riders, Dasal could see that she could eat them as well; they were Journeyers after all.

And besides only being allowed to eat those, she could also eat the fellow Inhabitants that were against them too, as long as she wasn’t told otherwise by her lovely rider that is. And watching Dasal’s huge mouth salivate, the Journeyers within the ride were already panicking enough that they wanted to start buffing each other up to start fighting to the death.

They could still not see neither Powlniu’s grade nor level, and it was just the same with her ‘mount’, that was more like a humongous BOSS from somewhere. Naturally, if they were to know that though their soldiers were of a LV140+, and of Lord grade, but that each Region had a Mythical graded creature as their ‘pet’; then they might’ve given up long ago to this absurd and pointless fighting.

Naturally, they could not, and just as some were scared silly and had already summoned their weapons from their bags, the lithe clothed man made a gesture to calm down those behind him as he rode his horsey up to the front of the 2 raids altogether. His tone was trying to show his bravery as he spoke towards the top of the ‘mount’, still afraid as he was stared back at by it.

“What are your thoughts right now, hm? When you invaded our Region with your army, did you ever thought about what we could do, now that we are more than a billion? Hm?!” Already on the defensive-aggressive and threatening mode on, the lithe robed man pointed at behind the large alien monster with his right index finger and then opened his left palm with his arm stretched backwards.

You are reading story Bow and Arrow at novel35.com

“You invaded our lands, our people, massacred them, you turned our peaceful lives into this warring state and are now even trying to show us some ‘strength’ with this huge cow right in front of me?!” Getting more personal, the self-centered lithe robed man didn’t even notice his companions looking at him, already knowing that he was in ‘movie star’ mode.

“Did you think that your little army of just a few million could do anything against us? Or just a few more of the same, hmm?! Now! What do you have to say to your crimes?!!” The lithe robed man got really into it, so incensed and with an energized demeanor that seemed as if he was just a mere general of a country whose people died nonstop under the flames of its enemy.

“Who the fuck are you?” Asked in return a Powlniu who was not amused at all, her disdain so obvious and so real that even the other players around the lithe robed man were unable to hold their unpredictable bout of laughter, slowly allowing the lithe robed man to feel cold sweat on his back and heat on his ribs; deep embarrassment latching onto him like a plague.

Powlniu then looked from the stupid ants below, to those who were behind the stupid ones, looking at those who weren’t Journeyers as she felt like this was really the worst scenario… for them. “This… this was never about some single person’s profit, these are lives… you lot, are the scum of all Journeyers!!”

As Powlniu exclaimed in a light, sorrowful tone with her hidden eyebrows by her helmet were frowning, she didn’t noticed that the arrangement of a certain attention seeking someone which was to record everything live with the Crestfallen Industry’s permission to directly transmit it live as showing the sight of the war since no information could travel out of warring Regions. Was now fully focused on her, and that the lithe robed man was also awkwardly at where he and others could see a ‘recording live’ function moving in the air.

“Attention, listen to me, Inhabitants of Main Kingdom!!” Without caring about the ants below her Little Dasal, Powlniu shout at a great but restrained powerful sense into her voice, her words traveling a large distance and deeply thundering in the hearts of the armed Journeyers. “You cannot win in this fight, for this is not a brawl nor a scheduled tournament, but war!”

“I can only give you so much time, do as I say, and your lives that will be wasted for no reason will still be forgiven! As long as you surrender, once Mother has seen your will to survive and surrender to us, they won’t be able to execute you as you run toward us, and you will even be safe from the possibility of The Order killing you off once you cross this border!!”

“Surrender and rush at my side, and I will make sure you live to see your people back in your respective homes and settlements!! You won't’ have to fight a war you were not supposed to even form part of in a passive stance, do it now or it will be too late!!”

When Powlniu began speaking, only in the middle of her speech could those Journeyers below her finally react to it, adjusting their minds to the reverberating waves pushing within their bodies that made them confused ever so slightly but at all times. With one of them starting, the others followed suit as they felt a sense of crisis from Powlniu’s words; not because of losing a battle but for the fear of having the people they thought the less of betray them and run to belong to their enemy!

“What is she doing, shouldn’t we stop her?!” - “Sh-she is talking too much, we must do something or…” - “Shit! Somebody hit her throat, just do something, this bitch!”

Yet, as soon as Powlniu’s words were finished being spoken, she slowly lowered her eyesight to that of those ants below her once more, with her sight entering the newly recovered senses of the Journeyers who looked up out of instinct; only to see a cold and cruel pair of shining sapphire eyes that contained only one thing… MURDER.

“Grwaaaaaaaaaaalyyyykk!” Instantly right after those Journeyer looked up at her with dumb gazes, Dasal roared out her savageness as she finally let it all out, no longer against dumb, weirdly reappearing other beasts and monsters but to the Journeyers that she has been promised from long ago!

With her mouth opening and her neck sweeping from the left to the right, Dasal quickly took inside her jaws a couple of horses and Journeyers, going for a quick taste before entering into the feast table that was all served for her. Meanwhile, the Journeyers could only see as they were beginning to be devoured by that enormous thing, and that elf riding it taking out a large javelin from her Master’s Bag as she then aimed it at them!

Whistle-...

“Run, fuck!! She is going against the rules, what the fuck!-” A Journeyer who was just then exclaiming out loud after having sent his horse towards the monster and him running straight towards the opposite direction yelled out, but his entire body then fully exploded amongst another few of his comrades that were just lightly passed by a thin yet large object.

When the nearby Journeyers saw their fellow raid members be obliterated without a sound by that thing without even impacting right away, their eyes widened and their nostrils flared up and maintained their holes opened up so as to breathe in as much air as possible; all made so out of fear and confusion that their legs became numb yet they were running faster than ever in their entire playthrough!

“GRWUAAAAAAALSSKSHHH!!” Dasal was overjoyed, her whole snout was covered with blood, for as her pointy and ‘triple headed’ tongue had already cleaned it off of bones and organs, sending them into her mouth all the same before chewing a little and while trapping some more Journeyers and their mounts with her forelimbs and large tail.

After just a few moments, the remaining Journeyers were already just a couple, the lithe robed man devoured and taking residence deep inside Dasal’s body since long ago, each of Dasal’s screeching growls made those on foot paralyzed for almost a whole minute while those nearby directly fainted; then becoming a docile snack for Little Dasal.

By the time a few minutes happened and no other ‘leading’ Journeyers remained, Powlniu and Dasal were looking at the army of billions without a single trace of fear, occasionally, there were some Journeyers who shouted at her in anxiousness but were drawn backwards from their frontlines by a Journeyer.

“...” Meanwhile, Powlniu just looked at everyone as if none of this mattered to her, as if she were to have always been an observer; nothing else. She waited and waited, there was only so much time left and, even if they surrendered but didn’t run towards her army… they were as good as gone…

“AAH!”

Step, step, step, step, step!

Finally, there was someone who took the bravery and courage to get out of the front lines that were just now from his own allies, his eyesight was clouded but his body was clearly moving to where his survival instincts begged him to move towards to. His hearing was similarly clouded as he involuntarily chose to ignore the robotic voice which seemed like a soft whisper going into his ears.

“AAH.” - “Everyone, go!!” - “Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go-AH!” So many followed after, as if this was already planned, instantly; the leaders from the Journeyers that were respawned the fuck away in the middle of a warring superior settlement felt the fear in their eyes as they ignored their people who were sending reports of what was happening at the frontline.

Out of disorder, Journeyers chose to begin killing those who were fleeing, either by swords, spears, bullets or arrows and even magic spells. However, the Inhabitants who had their backs ‘filled’ with such only felt some pushing force and, at most, almost tripped over. With such a sight, the rest of Journeyers began to run and run, run and run; and to run and run.

Powlniu had a smile forming deep inside, but her face was still so emotionless and unfazed by what she was seeing, and as those Inhabitants were drawing closer, without caring about the chasing Journeyers who tried to capture them only to fail with a warning from the system’s robotic voice; she began returning to her own side in the inner ring.

As soon as she and Dasal turned around with the latter doing all the work, all the rushing Inhabitants, no matter if they were close to her, right by Dasal’s legs, or at the rear of the frontlines were all Inhabitants were placed at; each of them who were in a surrendered state and had their feet moving to run towards her felt their bodies light as they stopped on the spot and began to float 3 meters above the ground.

With even Journeyers becoming wholly stupefied, stopping their barbaric, petty acts; those Inhabitants then began to be engulfed in a blue-violet void-like flaming and dusty aura, which began from the sole of their feet and went up to the top of their heads while… at the same time… whistling sounds came from the north where The Order’s army was stationed at.

WHISTLE WHISTLE WHISTLE WHISTLE WHISTLE WHISTLE WHISTLE WHISTLE WHISTLE WHISTLE…!!!!

 

…

 

---

Let It Rain's Note: Yeah, so... this chapter is dedicated to some users who came here with clear intentions and spoke of my work as a sacrilegious blasphemy; I know this is crude and unprofessional, but that is why I love it!

You can find story with these keywords: Bow and Arrow, Read Bow and Arrow, Bow and Arrow novel, Bow and Arrow book, Bow and Arrow story, Bow and Arrow full, Bow and Arrow Latest Chapter