Chapter 109 The Dominant Leo Ironblade
At this moment, Leo Ironblade had waited too long and could no longer contain the surge of excitement in his heart.
After failing to clear the dungeon earlier, he gave up and had been lying in wait outside Shadowmoon Graveyard. As Leo Ironblade witnessed Eric and his team emerge unscathed from Shadowmoon Graveyard and subsequently heard the System announcement, he was left utterly stunned.
Their Martial Alliance had gained nothing from Shadowmoon Graveyard, but Eric's team had cleared it, and it was the Infernal-level Shadowmoon Graveyard at that.
Although he was a rough man, he knew that clearing Shadowmoon Graveyard would yield significant rewards, especially at the Infernal-level, which meant the rewards would be extraordinary.
When they first entered Divine Realms: Legends, Martial Alliance had neither resources nor wealth and was unfamiliar with games like Divine Realms: Legends. Developing the guild was difficult, and they had been relying on robbing elite monsters and killing well-equipped players to obtain a lot of gear and money, with some coming from small dungeon raids.
However, as the guild grew, resources and wealth became increasingly insufficient, and they struggled to find viable means of generating income. Consequently, they were compelled to resort to robbery in order to sustain the guild's operations.
Now that Eric and his team had cleared the dungeon, it was undoubtedly great news for him. Not only could he seek revenge, but he could also make a big profit, killing two birds with one stone.
"Leo Ironblade, look at that Guardian Knight's shield. It has runes engraved on it and emits a faint purple glow that only Mithril Equipment has. That must be gear obtained from Shadowmoon Graveyard."
"Leo Ironblade, look at that guy's shoulder guards; they also emit a purple glow, which means they're Mithril Equipment."
Several of Leo Ironblade's subordinates pointed at the gear on Eric's Squad members, drooling. The worst gear on Eric's Squad members was Bronze Level, and there was plenty of Dark Iron Equipment. However, when they entered, they did not possess this equipment, which suggests that it must have been acquired from the Shadowmoon Graveyard,, meaning it was all Level 5 Dark Iron Equipment and Mithril Equipment, all worth a fortune.
"Leo Ironblade, if we can blow up all their gear and sell some of it, we can solve our guild's development problems," Simon Hemdrift said, looking at Eric's gear with a grin.
Leo Ironblade nodded in agreement.
The guild's slow development was mainly due to a lack of funds. If they could blow up all of Eric's Squad's gear, the funding problem would be solved.
Despite Eric's impressive strength and being two levels higher than us at Level 7, it was difficult to imagine how he could defend himself against a group of over a hundred individuals.
"Eric, don't even think about running today. If you're smart, hand over all your gear, compensate me with 10 gold coins, and let me kill you back to Level 0, and we'll call it even. Otherwise, you might as well delete your character and start over," Leo Ironblade said with a cold smile, his eyes wide as saucers.
Eric looked around. Leo Ironblade had brought over 130 people, most of whom were around Level 3 with poor gear. Only about 30 were Level 5, with Bronze Equipment, and Leo Ironblade himself wore Level 4 Bronze Level Outfit, making him the strongest.
"Later, we'll fight while retreating into the woods. If they surround us, it'll be dangerous," Eric said in the team chat.
"Got it. I've been itching for a fight for a while now. I've been wanting to PK someone," Tonny said, rubbing his hands together.
Eric's Squad members all laughed. They had been eager to assess the capabilities of their newly acquired gear. Taking down one opponent would be a worthwhile achievement, eliminating two would be considered profitable, and defeating three or four would be a significant triumph.
Isabella stepped forward and softly said to Leo Ironblade, "Kai Blackthorn is my friend. Can you give our Devouring Serpents some face and let this go?"
The members of Devouring Serpents had already guessed that Martial Alliance was here for revenge, targeting Eric. They didn't know how Eric had provoked Martial Alliance to the point of wanting to fight a whole guild alone. They were at a loss for words.
Indeed, every expert had their quirks, and Eric was no exception.
However, Martial Alliance was just a second-rate guild. If Devouring Serpents intervened, the higher-ups of Martial Alliance, if they had any brains, would take the opportunity to back down, as Devouring Serpents were far stronger than Martial Alliance.
"Bitch, get lost. I don't care who you are or what Devouring Serpents is. If you want to help this kid, I'll take care of you too," Leo Ironblade shouted angrily.
Isabella was indeed stunningly beautiful, and her gear was even more luxurious. The black runic greatsword in her hand was clearly a top-tier Mithril Weapon, and he happened to need such a weapon. Killing Isabella would also make Leo Ironblade's name famous in Divine Realms: Legends, achieving multiple goals at once.
Leo Ironblade had no idea that his words had caused the entire Shadowmoon Graveyard to fall silent, with everyone looking at him in shock, admiring his audacity.
"So, you're saying you want to declare war on Devouring Serpents?" Isabella's face darkened, and she suddenly spoke coldly.
Although Isabella spoke casually, the chill she emitted made even outsiders shiver.
The members of Devouring Serpents refrained from making any noise and silently observed the situation.
They had never seen Isabella angry before, and they didn't want to see it now. The fact that someone dared to insult Isabella was unprecedented, and they couldn't imagine what would happen next.
"Bitch, others may fear your Devouring Serpents, but I don't," Leo Ironblade said, licking his lips and greedily eyeing Isabella's enticing gear. But he still remembered his main target, Eric, and shifted his gaze back to him, shouting, "Don't think that having a bitch protecting you will save you today. Rest assured, I won't let either of you go. Brothers, attack! We'll split the gear we loot."
Immediately, over a hundred people charged at Eric's team.
Leo Ironblade led the charge, rushing toward Eric. His sword was already thirsty, and only Eric's blood could quench it.
"Everyone, fight while retreating into the woods. Don't get too entangled," Eric said, drawing his dual swords and speaking again in the team chat.
Just as Tonny and the others took a few steps, they noticed that Isabella and her team didn't move at all, seemingly ready for a frontal fight. They couldn't understand what Isabella was thinking.
However, since Isabella was standing up for Eric, Eric couldn't just run into the woods for a guerrilla fight.
Tonny and the others looked at Eric with questioning eyes. Eric sighed and said, "Cola, you take the front. Remember not to go too far ahead. Drowsy Sloth, focus on healing. Tonny, use Inferno Blaze on the densest areas. Greedy Gnawer, finish off the wounded in the back. Ezio, follow me."
Before the two sides even got close, magic spells came crashing in.
Fireballs and ice arrows clashed. Phantom Slayer stood at the front, tanking the hits. Cola arrived and raised his Runic Aegis, activating his shield. The magic attacks hit their shields, while heals landed on them from the back.
Phantom Slayer took two to three dozen points of damage, while Cola took around ten, with the highest being over thirty points from a Level 5 Elementalist with full Bronze Equipment.
Then, the heals landed, and they were instantly back to full health.
The members of Martial Alliance were stunned, especially the Level 5 Elementalist. Normally, an Inferno Burst could deal at least a hundred damage to an MT, but it only did thirty to Cola. His defense was just too high.
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