Flake's plan was to take as little casualties as she could since she knew she had to fight with the alliance of both Fallen Moon and Frozen Fire where their numbers were estimated to be 680,000+.
While the melee's and tanks were at the very front of the fight, the healers and the ranged damage dealers were at the back shooting spell after spell and projectile after projectile. While these players at the back were safe for now, they were glass cannons who would be easy prey with their low defence.
Behind them was five parties of twenty people each with all of them being damage dealers. They were Snow's flank squad and their job was to deal a blow to the enemy's backline.
Together these five parties rushed towards the backline of both Guild Of Thunder and Nomadic Tribe, they simultaneously threw their most dangerous skills that ripped through the players, with the combined force of a hundred players, the enemy couldn't tank the damage using their thin robes and fell to the ground before turning into particles and disappeared.
"Flank squad!"
"Supports reposition! Keep an eye out on the flank squads since there should be more."
"A few tanks position at the back and make sure to use your crowd control skills on the incoming enemies!"
While this was happening Zoom was happily looting somewhere else.
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Every guild that went to seize their own stronghold knew very well that other guild would also come to seize the stronghold just like them, but the idea of the so called NPC's joining the fray and trying to seize the stronghold like them had never been expected. Therefore when a group of 15,000 level 50 NPC's and higher surprise attacked the armies of both Fallen Moon and Frozen Fire they immediately had the shock of their life.
Not only were the NPC's strong they were also very experienced, like seasoned veterans who have fought in countless life and death battles. But their appearance said otherwise, they had the appearance of someone in their twenties yet the gave off an aura that only seasoned veterans and high ranking officers of a guild would have.
The NPC's were in a square formation as they battled the hoard of players that outnumbered them by a very large margin.
"Carve!" The leader of the NPC army was named Davie, he held a saber on his hand and wore a leather armour. Davie sent a powerful wave of mana in the shape of a crescent cutting a hundred players in one slash killing most of them.
Davie was a level 70 powerhouse when compared to the players who have just broken past the level 20 mark. The players were like ants that were effortlessly being stomped on by a foot. Davie dashed to a player and slashed him which instantly killed the player.
Davie was like a killing machine killing one player after the other, "Your rampage stops here NPC." Five players surrounded Davie with all of them being above level 50.
Clank! Clank! Pew!
The sound of metal clashing and spells being sent everywhere was echoing throughout the whole battlefield, the five players were one of Fallen Moon's 10 Moon guardians. They had flawless teamwork as if they were a team since they had first learned how to walk, they had complete trust in each other and wasted no time in executing their attacks like a practiced choreography.
Clank!
Davie slashed his sword as powerful as he could onto one swordsman who could nearly stand under the amount of force Davie had exerted. Behind Davie a player dashed to deliver a stab onto his back but Davie was able to evade it on time.
Davie turned around and slashed his sword vertically prompting the player to either evade or block where he chose the latter.
Clank!
The player knelt due to the force of the swing, his hands and shoulders were trembling like an earthquake while he gritted his teeth.
Pew! Pew!
Two spells were sent to Davie who turned to look at the incoming attacks with calmly like they were nothing, Davie dropped his saber before he grabbed the collars of the two players that where kneeling and coughing beside him and threw them at the two incoming spells.
Bam!
The two mages who threw the attacks had their eyes in shock from what Davie had done, they're attack backfired completely as the two players were on the ground with low HP.
Davie looked at the three players who where still standing and picked up his sword.
While they continued to fight to the death Zoom was having the time of his life unlike the players of Fallen Moon and Frozen Fire who were Battling for their life.
When a player died they would drop atleast one item that they wore and there was a chance that they would drop two items upon death but that was only a 10% posibility.
The players were way too busy fighting that the piles of items flooded the ground. Zoom wore his cloak and used his loot aura which automatically looted everything near a 10 meter radius.
Zoom ran through the army of players avoiding them as much as he can. The reason the players didn't bother chasing after the cloaked man was because he didn't have a red name on his head.
Everyone who wasn't an ally had a red name on their head and since Zoom had a cloak on his name didn't appear at the top of his head, unless if Zoom had attacked them then they would see a red name on his head.
From time to time Zoom would be caught in some skills but Zoom would just use his skill 'Savant' to increase his endurance while dminishing his sword stat by 50%. This usually saved him from all the chaos giving him the chance to run from away from all the fighting and recover for awhile.
Zoom had kept doing this tactic for the past twenty minutes and the same notifications rang inside his head.
[+1 Level 23 Hardened Steel Armour]
[+1 Level 29 Hunter's Elemental Bow]
[+1 Level 34 Enhanced Battle Saber]
Zoom's smile would widen with every notification that rang.