161 The Silly Competition
“Never mind,” it was futile to argue with him, “now you can do whatever you want while I finish my business here.”
“Bro, as we are here, why not let me take that big gem under my wing?” he suddenly said. For a second there I didn’t know if I should laugh or cry.
“Sorry, but can you beat Fang?” I asked in return and from the change over his face I knew the answer, “this belongs to Fang. he stuck with me since the end of that big battle in the previous city. So he gained access to this gem here before you even thought about it.”
“That Fang… He is so fast to act,” he shook his head in disappointment.
“Bro,” I patted his arm, “just make sure to stay by my side and you’ll gain more than what you can imagine.”
“We’ll see about that,” he didn’t give me a positive answer, but I was sure he was swayed.
That was all I could do for now. In fact if I had that Berserker offer before speaking with Fang then I’d have agreed instantly over it.
In return for this portal I’d have tied Wryly firmly to my side. But that wasn’t something I could change by regretting.
Many opportunities would rise up later on for sure.
My boys and I took roughly four hours until we finally finished. My gains here weren’t as big as I anticipated.
Most of the elites here were poor compared to the all rich drags. That was to be expected. But the sheer number of stat points I gained was getting closer to one hundred million points.
My biggest gain was in the area of weapons and gears. My inventory swelled by double solely from these items. But they weren’t that high in grade.
The best thing I found was a pale gold grade greatsword that suited my Bulltors. Without any hesitation I took out a large number of higher gears and let all my warriors switch theirs with those.
As for the newly acquired soulers, I made sure to give them daggers to be able to kill whatever enemy they faced. In my eyes, they were very intimidating assassins in any battle.
“We are ready,” as Wryly was already standing nearby, he came and said while his face was all darkened.
Just half an hour ago Fang finally contacted me and delivered the deal. The warriors he brought over came through the grand gate after his boys took control over it.
They were all in a race that had the upper half of humans and lower half of tigers. Yet their size was no lesser than Selvators or Bulltors.
Each one of them came with their full armour and gears. Fang wasn’t stingy enough to deprive them from everything.
Three thousand Selvagiter consumed a lot of my stat points to raise to level one hundred. Yet with their addition, my army swelled up to be near five thousand. ρꪖꪕᦔꪖꪕꪫꪣꫀꪶ
I finally had enough to call an army serving under my flag. Not to mention the fallen gods that I added three more during this time. Putting aside that all sleeping lightning dude inside my inventory, I had five standing ready to lead my army at the upcoming battle.
I summoned the three all from the lightning fallen god. It created some atmosphere of envy and depression for the other two fallen gods.
But come one… That dude risked his life and achieved something I never heard of before. There was never a case in my previous life that humans or any other race managed to touch those deadly stars in the sky.
And now? I could crush any star weapon once it came to my sight. This was all thanks to that lightning fallen god, and I had to show him my appreciation.
Besides comparing the three fallen gods attacks, then the lightning fallen god supreme attack would come easily on top.
“Let’s go,” I rose up into my chariot while Wryly led his forces inside. He let his boys take control over the defensive platforms and even some went to have a few minutes of rest before the upcoming battle.
“Are we heading north?” Wryly stood by my side and asked when he noticed the direction my chariot was heading towards.
“We need to cut off any paths of retreat for that bastard,” I said while touching my shoulder. In the middle of these four hours, that crazy illusionist tried many times to claim my life and he even was so close to do this in his first attempt.
I was drawn into my victory here, and missed all the threat coming from that bastard. I lowered my guard for a few minutes and without warning I felt a cold blade hitting towards my back.
In the span of a few seconds, I was lucky to escape the deadly attacks three times. It was all thanks to my soulers who were so fast to react. If they didn’t, I was sure to lose at least one arm during that attack.
Then he tried for twenty-five times after that, all ended up in failure. I raised my lowered guard after the first attempt, and so he lost any chance of taking my life again.
Wryly witnessed with his own eyes at least ten attacks of these. He even got a few of these attacks. At first he was so annoyed but when I mentioned that this was the true power of our upcoming enemy, he started to laugh and enjoy these attacks instead.
I swore that this dude had something loose inside his mind. He even taunted that illusionist archlord, stating that his Berserker archlord was much stronger than him.
He challenged that dude to try and kill even one of his forces and he would apologise. The end result was something no one ever expected.
“Twenty-six… Hahaha, I rose a rank above you bro,” one of his men just threw an axe towards his shadow, killing the twenty-sixth shadow of that illusionist.
The assassination attempts from that illusionist turned into a fun and competitive game for all the Berserkers here. They laughed, had much fun while comparing the number of times they killed these shadows with each other.
Even Wryly started to take note of the list, stating that the top three would end up serving him as his vice no matter what.