Agatha The Legendary Guild Master

Forget equipment, rare items, and potions, I had already collected hundreds of thousands of mystic art medallions, or even reaching a million!

That was quite a gain indeed, and most of them came from the main battle that started at the beginning, where I killed a great portion of them.

As I led my balloon to the sky, I started to inspect my prison, to find to my surprise that many of those I trapped here were mystic art players as well!

That made me gain over two millions total of mystic art medallions! Such a fat gain was something I had to celebrate about, not alone of course. So, I opened finally my chat, which was filled with many worried messages on me, as I simply said:

'I killed most of their main army, amassed over two million mystic art medallions. So prepare those who did great so far, and our main players as well. Let everyone turn into a mystic art user.'

My simple brief message made them all silent, as they stayed a couple of minutes like that, shocked from what I just said, before they all sent their shocking words.

'Mighty, really mighty!'

'Scary! You are really scary!'

'You did this alone? Do you want us to retreat and let you have all the fun?'

'Come, give me a million of these medallions, I will distribute them to my players.'

Many messages appeared one after another, while some were expressing their own shock, while others asked for a great pile of medallions for himself and his players, joking with everyone else about that.

I simply watched all that, feeling kinda happy right now. despite I knew the future layer would be really challenging, however right now I deserved to celebrate with them.

After all, I did a very painful blow to my enemies, and I deserve to celebrate that!

'Listen up, fasten your move and actions, as there are tens of millions of deserters in the eighth and seventh layer, waiting for you to kill.'

My words stirred them up again, as they were already in the middle of layer seven.

As I heard their current location, I didn't move forward anymore, instead I flew higher, and started to patrol this area.

Anyone who thought himself smart enough to sneak behind my back would be captured instantly, killed by my sword, without leaving a trace of his existence once again.

After a few hours of doing this, it seemed those players surrendered to their fate, and no one came again towards me, making me feel quite bored.

Up till now I never lowered my guard for even one second, who knew what these treacherous bastards might pull in a moment of my distraction. So, I kept my shield always up, and never lowered it for even a second anymore.

I waited for them to arrive for a whole two days. during which I scanned my treasure of medallions, looking for any AOE spear mystic arts.

At the end of the first day, I finally managed to find the first one suited for spear masters. It was an attack called the lotus mystic art, as it made use of the many spears of mine, making them spread out like lotus, covering a large area that extended for two miles.

At the middle of the second day, I found another mystic art, which helped me to ignite my spears in fire, letting them bathe in a hollow of extreme fire. I also found another one that could cover my spears in ice, and one that could turn my spears into lightning bolts.

Alone, the last couple of mystic arts weren't enough to be called AOE, but combined with the first lotus art, I could call them all AOE mystic arts.

To utilize the medallions all I needed to do was to drop my blood over them so I could absorb their knowledge. Despite knowing that, I didn't risk doing so now, as the players might run here, trying to outnumber me and escape to the last layer again.

In the early hours of the third day, a huge ruckus erupted from a distance, as I saw a huge stretch of players desperately fighting another army pushing them from their front.

"So they finally came."

I softly muttered, as I spotted my demon jumping here and there, killing as much he wanted. When they approached me, I wasn't polite, and finally found something to erase my boredom.

The attacks of my artifacts were devastating that made my players halt their attacks at once, for fear in getting killed by mistake.

They had all the right to fear my attacks, however I used the spear not the sword, until I flew over the player ocean, where I used the sword instead, killing them left and right.

The fight ended after a couple of hours, and no player managed to slip by me, as I kept my balloon retreating, while killing them in huge batches.

As the battle ended, my players moved again to the front, cheering my crescendo, my own motto, while they started to collect the spoils of war.

Surprisingly, there were many mystic art users in the middle of the ocean of killed players, granting us a total of three million medallions at the end.

This amount was really something, however I knew there might be more up ahead, especially when there were many armies stationed at the higher lands.

I was sure the areas from ten to twenty would harvest us much more than that! initially I aimed for one million, and now I was aiming towards ten million mystic art users.

That huge number demonstrated how deep and mighty the nobles were, in comparison to the common players, whose numbers didn't exceed half million initially.

"Princess, welcome back," Diana shouted at me when I descended on the ground finally after all this time in the air. I stretched my body for a second before saying:

"You took great time to reach here! have you met any resistance?"