Realm of Myths and Legends

Chapter 1073: Chaos In Fragul's Valley (Part 2/2)



Nighting possessed a rogue-type class, so his defensive capabilities were not the best. However, he was still a level 52 player with multiple pieces of rare equipment equipped. Not to mention, his mobility and evasive abilities could not be underestimated. Yet, despite that, he was not able to inflict damage or escape!

After Nighting was dealt with, Feral Blade, Hazard, and I Am Diligent immediately retreated back a few meters. To their surprise, the person who appeared out of nowhere did not chase them down to attack.

"Who the hell are you?! Do you have any idea where this place is-whose person you just attacked?!" Feral Blade shouted with a darkened expression.

It was common knowledge that Fragul's Valley was under the protection of Broken Exile. No one should have been foolish enough to wander around this place, let alone attack a player in its vicinity. Doing so was no different than challenging Broken Exile's authority and slapping its face!

In addition, hundreds of players from the Shattered guild were nearby. Reinforcements equal to a small army would not take long to reach any spot in Fragul's Valley. Therefore, harming one of its players was tantamount to throwing one's life away!

"Isn't that something you should ask before attacking someone who merely asked a question?" The assailant replied in a carefree manner.

This assailant was, of course, none other than Izroth.

"To think he would attack me with so much confidence and go down this easily. How troublesome.' Thanks to his Heavenly Golden Body's Earthly Golden Bones, Might stat, and natural resistances, Izroth completely ignored the damage from Nighting's attack. He then aimed a simple and precise punch at Nighting's neck, which was full of openings; however, who knew that he would end up dying in one hit?

Izroth had not even unsheathed his Sword of the Storm and used his raw physical strength to overwhelm Nighting. And, since his Strength of the Ancient Colossus was still active, the damage from his physical attacks was even greater than normal.

Right after Izroth's attack landed on Nighting, the effects of his Strength of the Ancient Colossus finally wore off. But, even without it, his physical strength could not be underestimated.

"Enough nonsense! How long have you been following us?! Who sent you?! Cross Haven?! Don't you know that attacking this place is the same as offending Broken Exile?!" Feral Blade yelled angrily.

Cross Haven and Broken Exile had been at odds for quite some time. The two were rivals, and players always argued which of the two guilds truly stood at the top of RML. Naturally, Broken Exile did not enjoy having to share the spotlight with another guild, and the two often clashed.

'Hm?'

Izroth noticed something with his Energy Vision Sense as a light amused smile found its way onto his face.

"This guy... It seems he's the type who uses his head a bit.'

Izroth could detect multiple presences from several directions headed to his location. Without a doubt, it was reinforcements.

Feral Blade grinned inwardly as he looked at Izroth with a cold gaze. He was not stupid. Nighting was far from being considered an elite player. That being said, he was still level 52 with decent equipment. To die in one hit so effortlessly, Feral Blade could tell that he was dealing with a skilled player on par with the elites of a top guild.

"Idiot. Do you think I'll risk my experience and an event life just to fight you here? Any moment now, this place will be surrounded by the Shattered guild members. Even if it's an elite player from a top guild, there won't be anywhere for you to run or hide. You'll pay for delaying the mission entrusted to me." Feral Blade thought to himself.

Feral Blade was confident in his skills as a player. However, he was also cautious. He knew nothing about his opponent except that they were highly skilled. Therefore, Feral Blade decided that clashing head-on was too huge of a risk, especially when there were no true benefits involved.

"Wait... If he really is a member of Cross Haven, wouldn't I be rewarded if I defeat him here? If I defeat one of their elite players, it might even help me move up through the ranks faster." Feral Blade inwardly grinned as he thought about the amazing opportunity that had been presented before him.

Izroth observed Feral Blade. He did not know what that guy was thinking; however, the atmosphere around him shifted. Not too long ago, he had a more defensive posture. Now, he had a look of greed in his eyes and looked as though he was ready to attack at any moment.

"I just so happened to arrive here by chance. Now that I've answered your question, don't you think it's only right that you answer mine?" Izroth stated.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"You want me to believe you just so happened to stumble this deep into Fragul's Valley by chance? Do you take me for a fool?! Fine, since you refuse to talk, you can just be buried here!" Feral Blade scowled as he took an offensive stance with his battle axe.

"Hazard, Diligent—support me. If all goes well, I'll put in a good word to my elder brother about you two." Feral Blade said as a layer of dark blue mana coated his battle axe.

"I'll be sure to support you properly!" I Am Diligent replied quickly as she cast several buffs on Feral Blade.

Getting on good terms with Feral Blade and his elder brother was the same as guaranteeing her place in Shattered. Perhaps, one day, it would even be enough for her to move up to the main guild and enjoy the benefits that came along with that. I Am Diligent knew that she could not let such a prime opportunity pass her by.

"Bastard, like we have a choice..." Hazard quietly muttered to himself as he raised his shield and assumed a defensive position.

Hazard was not a fan of Feral Blade; however, he still had to uphold the terms of his contract with Shattered. Plus, if Feral Blade was serious about putting in a good word to his elder brother, maybe he could finally leave this subsidiary guild.

Izroth inwardly shook his head and released a light sigh. In truth, he just planned on taking all the resources possible from Fragul's Valley. After all, even though Broken Exile was plotting to move against him, they had yet to act on their intentions. Therefore, Izroth was going to use this chance as a way of sending a warning of sorts.

But, for some reason, talking to the person who appeared to be the group's leader was like talking to a brick wall.

'A monster that's capable of dropping legendary-ranked items that can be hunted by a group of players like this... Is it a mythical creature?'

Mythical creatures-in RML, these were not existences like dragons, phoenixes, or unicorns. A mythical creature was a special monster that granted amazing rewards as long as certain conditions were met.

Izroth read about the existence of mythical creatures in the Amaharpe Palace Library; however, he never personally encountered one. But, something was strange.