Second World

Although the three guild members kept getting harassed by the endless bombardments from above, their casualties were negligible. After all, there were only a handful of attackers up there. John's strategy was sound, but he was still lacking in manpower.

Since there was nothing they could do, the three guild members charged towards their main target, John, who was still waiting calmly. Seeing John's calmness, some of the more wary players suspected that something was wrong, but they were still getting pushed forward due to the crowd's momentum.

The path that John had retreated to was a long alleyway formed by two walls of rock. John and his gang were waiting at the end of this natural alleyway. The formation of the three guild members was forced into a long line by the terrain. Anyone with a bit of awareness could see that this was a classic chokepoint scenario.

But the members of the guilds were not at all worried. After all, there were only six people defending the other side. Once they punched through this alleyway, the table would turn where they swarmed those measly six. The level 17 Warrior ran at the front leading the charge, completely ignoring the spells and arrows raining from above.

Jack in the meantime, used his incredible strength to push to the side, escaping the crowd momentum. He stayed at the entrance of the rock alley observing the situation.

"What are you doing?" He heard a question from his side. He turned and saw Earmouth staring at him with wariness.

"Why didn't you attack?" He asked another question.

"Can't you see what those guys are doing?" Jack answered. "It was obviously a trap!"

Earmouth glanced to the other end. He actually had the same suspicion. "So what? Are you going to just watch from here?"

"It's better than charging in blindly," Jack replied.

Earmouth's face didn't show that he was convinced, so Jack added, "look, let the fools from the other two guilds open the way. If they managed to break through, we follow from behind. If there was a trap, let them bear the brunt of the attack. Why take the risk?"

Earmouth thought about it, what he said make sense. The ones that had been utterly insulted were the Corporate United people, that's why they were so eager in charging. They couldn't wait to tear John apart. Why should Death Associates' people bear the risk? It's not like there was any reward for this. As Unrivalled had said, let the Corporate United people open the path, they could join in the slaughter once John's trick was revealed.

Earmouth clapped on Jack's shoulder and gave him a thumb up. "You are a cunning son of b**ch, bro," he said with a grin.

Jack was at a loss, did this guy suspect him or not? He showed distrust at one time, but at another time, he acted as if he was your best bro in the world.

Surely enough, a commotion was heard at the other end. They both turned and saw John took out another set of Magic Scroll.

That guy sure was not afraid to spend his coins, Jack thought.

The scroll flared to life, green light spread out along the ground before the end of the rock alley. The ground that was covered by the green light started to crack. A series of thick vines soon sprang out, forming a line of wall made up from the greeneries.

"What was that?" Jack asked.

Earmouth shook his head. However, another voice answered him. "That was a spell from Druid class, Walls of Vines," Peniel's voice echoed in his head.

'Druid?' Jack said in his mind.

"It was one of the elite classes branched out from Healer."

Jack didn't have time to discuss with her more about the spell or the elite class. He saw the level 17 Warrior from Corporate United brandished his large axe ferociously, completely undeterred by the wall of vines in front of him. After all, who would be afraid of a hedge? It was just a slightly bigger shrub than your usual garden variety, just cut it off and be done with it!

He activated Charge and struck his large axe at the wall of vines. The weapon cut through the plants easily. The Warrior was smiling at how fragile this so-called wall was. However, his smile soon froze. His weapon had passed through the vines and he thought he would soon face John and his crews, but instead his Charge was stopped halfway. He looked down and saw the numerous vines entangling his body. The ones that he had cut just now had regrown into new vines, clutching on his arms tightly, while the rest of the vines held tightly to his other body parts.

While he was struggling to break free from the entanglement, he heard a chuckle.

"Get him, boys," the voice in front of him spoke. He looked forward and saw John and the others grinning widely as they moved forward.

"W–What are you…," his words were cut short as the players beyond the plants started to throw attacks upon attacks on his incapacitated body.

There are others who rushed forward as well following the Warrior's example, and ended up entangled as well. Their bodies were hanged right in the middle of the plant wall, couldn't go forward nor retreat. The five fighters vigorously hacking away at these players, using all the skills at their disposal. Now Jack understood why his companions were all Fighter class.

John walked away from his group and climbed a slope nearby. He soon appeared above the rock formation. He joined the other mages as they fired the spells and attacks relentlessly at the people below.

'How long does that Wall of Vines last?' Jack asked Peniel.

"The first level of that spell has a duration of ten minutes," she answered.

'Woah! Isn't that more badass than Magic Wall?' Jack almost blurted out loud. 'Why didn't you recommend me to get that spell instead?'

"Wall of Vines is good for large number but low-level opponents. If you have high enough strength, you could still forcefully pull yourself out of those vines. The best it can do is only slowing down such an opponent. Magic Wall is a pure defense spell that can block stronger attacks," Peniel explained.

While they were observing the situation, John walked leisurely along the top of the wall of the rock alley. He reached the other end soon. Jack looked up and saw the guy casually took out another magic scroll. He was no longer surprised at this stage.

The same Wall of Vines sprouted from the ground, blocking the entrance to the rock alley where Jack was at, trapping the mob within the rock alley. Only a handful was outside, which included Jack and Earmouth, with a few other Death Associates members that were not too hot-blooded to rush in with the others.

The mob that rushed inside thought they could just wait out until the Wall of Vines expired, but now that they were trapped inside the alley. They had nowhere to go. They became sitting ducks to the Magicians and Rangers from above. John's spells and Fierce Flame's arrow were especially damaging, many continued to fall. The mob below were unsatisfied. It was fine if they died from fighting a glorious battle, but this was simply them getting slaughtered without being able to fight back.

One of the Corporate United players screamed discontentedly, "you a**holes! Do you know who you are dealing with? Don't you expect you can live peacefully now, the Corporate United will hunt every one of you down for this!"

In response to the threat, John simply said to the others, "don't worry, just keep attacking."

The Corporate United player felt like vomiting blood from John's casual remark. How could someone be so ignorant? Don't they know the severity of offending a top guild?

"You are right, it was lucky that we didn't follow them to rush blindly in," Earmouth commented, he felt cold sweat rolling down his forehead.

Jack had been having an idea for a while, he finally made up his mind. He said, "don't worry, you guys wait here. I will flank them and resolve our problem."