Claw Band (Bronze): 8 Armour, Agility +3, Level Requirement LV5, Durability 16/20
An attribute equipment!
It was even armour suitable for Assassin!
The bronze equipment before him was great – it completely suited the Agility Assassin playstyle that Allan Mist had taken up. Once he reached level 3, his skills would be even more synergized.
Guard Spear (Bronze): Damage 15-23, Strength +1, Level requirement 4, Durability 12/18.
It was another bronze equipment, this time a long two handed weapon. It could be used by Hunters, Druids, Paladins and Warriors. The attributes were also good, boasting significant damage and one of the best stats in the additional strength.
Small Black Bag (Common): Container, 6 Spaces.
This was also a good item. In Dawn, players first started with only 10 bag spaces. It was not clear now, but when the levels were a little higher and with various drops to collect, everyone would find that there would be enough inventory spaces.
A 6 space bag would be sold by the universal shop at the Beginners Village for the price of 80 silver when it was renovated. Allan Mist could sell this bag for 50 silver or more, depending on whether people could afford it.
Guardian Ring (Bronze): Damage 5-8, Vitality +5, Level Requirement 5, Durability 20/20.
Looking at all other loot even Allan was not able but help grin sheepishly, given the time which was about to end for today Allan thought and hurried his way to nearby city as he grinned at book lying in his inventory.
He returned to the village, and like the numerous other players, set up a stall in the open area in front of the inn.
Before long, the first player came to look at Allan Mist's shop. This little Night Elf girl squealed so loudly that the whole valley could probably have heard her.
"Heavens, am I seeing things? There are 2… 2 bronze equipment."
"Where? Where is the bronze equipment?" This reaction was made by more than one person.
Just because a stall had been set up didn't mean that it was selling something of value. If you had an extra piece of common equipment to sell, you could already be proud of that. Most players could only sell some dried meats that could be used to replenish some HP.
"Scoff, it's just an exaggeration. Our union has 18 people and we only have 3 spare common equipment to sell. We have only found 1 bronze equipment which was dropped by an elite monster. Our leader is currently wearing it…"
Then, more and more people came. How did this happen? Allan Mist was left equally speechless. It wasn't because of the bronze equipment, nor was it because of the skill book. It was because they had not yet seen the world!
"Brother", a surprised union member went over, calmed down a little and started talking business. "I'm very interested in this Guard Spear, but 1 gold and 50 silver is a little too much don't you think?"
"Guardian Ring for 2 gold, dammit, if there's someone out there who has 2 gold right now, I'll do a live broadcast of myself eating grass!"
After selling most of the thing, Allan smiled as he makes his way given the second day in the game has begin as he looked at the sun rising and surprisingly without sleeping he felt refreshed and damn calm, not say he had already decided to start blacksmithing so he thought for places which dropped ores, given the buyer from his shop were willing to trade such trivial information to get in his good Grace.
Light thorn sword (Bronze): Attack 16–19, Strength +3, Agility+ 3, Level Requirement 5, Durability 20/20.
Carefully passed through these areas where players were training because a lot of struggles would occur between players for certain training spots.
If a player killed other players, they would receive a penalty with their names marked red. They would be barred from entering city walls as well. Having their names marked red meant other players could kill them without fear of recourse.
Their loss of levels upon death would be even harsher, and every single piece of equipment would drop as well. Though, if that player killed monsters for a certain period of time, the red marking on their name would eventually disappear.
Despite this, many players would still frequently take this risk for the sake of stealing another player's equipment. Not hesitating in the slightest, they would kill others for their equipment, regardless of having their name marked red. In order to do this safely, they would often target strangers in the wilderness far away from any city, Thus, one must be very cautious when travelling alone.
Floating Oceania… this area was inhabited by Fishermen monsters. According to rumours, these Fishermen were the descendants of the ancient Wicked Naga. After countless generations, they finally developed into their current form. They possessed the body of a fish, and four limbs just like a human. The weapons they employed for attacks were their sharp teeth and the tridents they held in their hands.
Fishermen were Level 5 monsters that heavily populated the area with their massive numbers. Furthermore, there was even a Fishermen village within the vicinity. It was necessary for Allan Mist to pass through the borders of the village to enter Lake Rando. Afterwards, he would need to swim through the lake to arrive at his destination.
Situated by the lakeside of Lake Rando was the Fishermen village with its several hundred wooden huts scattered sporadically by the sandy edges of the lakeshore. This Fishermen village contained at least three hundred or so Fishermen, several tens of Fishermen Leaders, and two Elite Fishermen. If one wanted to clear this area, they'd need at least a thousand players or more.
Just as Allan Mist was preparing to use Stealth to bypass the Fishermen village. As he looked ahead of him, he saw the clear waters merging with the reflection of the azure sky. The lake gleamed and sparkled as the sun's rays illuminated the top of the crystalline clear waters.
Where several player from a single guild started flooding in, They definitely did not come with few numbers. It appeared that they were preparing to begin their operation on the Fishermen village.
The Fishermen village wasn't an instance, but rather a spawning ground for monsters to congregate. These types of places would also frequently drop decent items. Allan Mist passed through a small grove of trees, arriving at about two hundred meters away from the lakeside.
Suddenly, a ball of fire streaked through the sky, launching towards Allan Mist's location.
System: The opposing player Violet Flame has attacked you. You are free to retaliate in legitimate self-defence. Time: 3 minutes
Each time Violet Flame cast a spell, there would be a delay in the casting of the spell.
There were some essential factors in casting magic. Gestures, language, material, and magical tools were all required in casting different types of magic. The requirements for casting different spell were distinct. Some only required for you to perform a chant to cast the spell. Some required gestures and others required chants, gestures, and materials—all of these components at once in order to cast a spell.
Casting a spell used syllables and gestures as units—one syllable per second and one gesture per second. Ten syllables formed into a set of syllables and ten gestures formed into a set of gestures. Syllables and gestures could also be layered over each other—meaning they could both be done at the same time.
Allan twisted his body like a agile panther, as his memory from previous world flashed in front of his eyes while his blood lust broke, given his agility had increased by all the equipment and strength was also great, Allan felt this body was coming closer to strength he held in his previous life.
Two bright light shone as his sword struck 5 vital joint of the mage, which dumbstruck the player around given it look great but also weird for skill, to their knowledge it was not an skill, it was military knife handling techniques he learner in his previous life.
Seven Artillery Severed joint.
Which was basically a technique used for assassinating in case if he want to eliminate the enemy without giving hint to the surrounding force of enemy.
Vital Strike!
System: Vital Strike successful! Attack +5%, causing additional damage!
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Unconsciously Allan used vital Strike killing the person in the process, He collapsed on the ground, still unable to understand what had happened. How could a single Assassin just suddenly burst out with so much damage…?Vital Strike… this skill's damage is pretty good, Allan Mist thought.
Such a large event was certain to attract the attention of everyone within the surrounding area. Six members from Victorious Return came from every direction and quickly rushed towards Allan Mist's location in an attempt to surround him.
Seeing this, Allan Mist made a mad dash towards Lake Rando. His running speed was quicker than most of the average players at his level. Soon, he rapidly gained some distance between him and the other players.
Though, a Swordsman appeared right ahead of Allan Mist, barring his way forward.
"You want to run? It's not going to be that easy! Vertical Slash!"
Where Allan smiled with excitement of fighting to death situation, as he used his centre of gravity and slight movement of his sword he deflected the incoming attack, while his opponent was fully opened and prone to any attack.
Skill was activated as his sword whistle and cut down the throat of the person who was looking at Allan with fear, given the other sword had already pierced his heart and liver simultaneously which was not visible to player behind.
"Fast."
Last word he could spoke as he turned bright light and shoot out dropping an equipment for an swordsmen which seemed to be an shoulder pet.
Looking at his teammates dying, the Berserker jumped high into the air. Borrowing the force of gravity, he sent his sword cleaving towards Allan Mist.
By the time Allan Mist saw the Berserker's Bastard Sword whistling through the wind, it had already neared his forehead. Allan Mist leaned his body to the side as the sword brushed past.
The most important requirement while sidestepping to dodge head-on attacks was to have good reaction speed. The timing had to be extremely precise. In his previous life, Allan Mist had already trained this ability to an extremely proficient level. After he dodged the Berserker's attack, he made a mad dash towards the lake.
As his sword slashed through empty space, the Berserker stared out blankly with a look of shock. That guy's reaction speed is quick, being able to even dodge an attack like that…
By the time he turned his head, the Berserker had discovered that Allan Mist had already run out a far distance. Seeing this, he held his sword out and gave chase.
"Big Brother, what's going on with you? You can't even stop a single person from running away!" To his side, a Fighter came running over and voiced out his complaints.
"That Assassin's movements were too quick. I wasn't able to stop him at all, or should I say we have just met a monster in growth period."
Given in the vicinity many people who were recording whole showdown were stunned as they looked at the retreating Assassin as his character name of mist shown in the dawn light.
"Truly a mist, unfettered and unscathed even when soloing so many PvP enemy."
On the right side, a girl looked at the scene and nodded with faint blush. While the guy was dumbstruck as he looked at his girlfriend face and cursed 'fuck I shouldn't have brought her here.'