Chapter 365: Difficulty of Conquering Ogre Fortress!
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The Eternal Kingdom outpost at the Sighing Wilderness...
“This is difficult!”
BurningChestHair looked at the conditions for challenging the Ogre Fortress Instance Dungeon and imdiately shouted, “One has to have Reputation Level 8 and Weapon Level 6. I think there are at most 50 gars in Eternal Kingdom who qualify! And there will be none in Victoria City!”
“That’s great! We’ll increase the distance so that we can bully gars of Victoria City even more!” Peasant said happily.
“We can still bully them now, but in the future, it won’t be possible. Study the forum, and you’ll understand. There is no Magic Stone system in Victoria City, and the equipnt pricing is cheaper and quality higher. It costs us an arm and a leg to obtain Blue Superior Equipnt, but the prices in Victoria City are half of ours, and the Reputation Level requirents are one level down. So of their gars have even already obtained Legendary Equipnt that’s on par with Arthur’s.”
Sylvanas imdiately said, “So what? Their combat techniques are far inferior. Not to ntion, we have Arthur on our side.”
“They have Dragonborn on their side.”
Sylvanas waved her fists at BurningChestHair and hissed, saying, “What did you say? Can Dragonborn be compared to Arthur? Stop joking!”
“Dragonborn’s equipnt is inferior to Arthur’s, but if he has quality equipnt...”
Sylvanas strangled Peasant’s throat like a python.
“I’m dying, I’m dying! Release your hands!”
The gars quickly ca to Peasant’s aid. As for Arthur, he remained emotionless and silent.
...
In the Eternal Kingdom seedbed, the Little Fairy was in her treehouse, teaching Raintea how to make Magic Potions.
“Look carefully. I’ll add so yellow dicine and stir evenly before pouring it out...”
Raintea imitated the Little Fairy’s action. So of the raw materials were provided by Sherlock, while the majority were cultivated by Raintea herself.
“Pom!”
Raintea noticed black smoke coming from the Magic Potion vial and was shocked. The Little Fairy nodded and looked pleased. Then, she beca disdainful and hugged her arms as she said, “Humph! You’ve only just started learning how to make Magic Potions, but you are way better than those dumb Houndhead n and Goblins!”
“Ah... thank you, Teacher!”
Raintea was extrely happy.
“Don’t be too happy. The side effects of the Magic Potion are significant. Though it can heal most non-fatal wounds, I wouldn’t take it unless I was left with no choice. After all, the Magic Potion will reduce one’s lifespan!”
The Little Fairy warned about the side effects, but to the gars, the side effects were negligible.
The reduction of lifespan had no bearing on the gars since they couldn’t live very long.
Raintea obtained the first vial of Magic Potion. She could have beco a life connoisseur gar and been content. Now, she could produce Magic Potions, and she was excited.
As it was too tedious and difficult to produce Magic Potions, only Raintea was able to do so. She beca the first gar to produce a Healing Potion.
The system gave this Healing Potion a description:
[Na: Minor Healing Potion
Description: Will heal non-fatal wounds in a short ti.
Effects: Recovers 10% of health within a minute. Not to be used within ten minutes of a previous application.
Tips: Consecutive uses of 50 tis or more can lead to death.
Selling price: 100 Reputation Points, 100 bronze coins.]
Even Victoria City had started to produce Minor Healing Potions. Within a few days, the price of Minor Healing Potions would skyrocket.
Sherlock’s target wasn’t the Minor Healing Potion, as it wasn’t profitable due to the damaging side effects. His targets were Advanced Potions, which were worth even more!
With the advent of the Minor Healing Potion, large scale production was added to the factory schedule.
...
In a room with a burning torch, a tall Ogre with glimring yellow eyes swung his huge Mace at the surrounding Gnos who were wielding Large Shields.
A Black Armored Gno charged forward while wielding a shimring Black Longsword that indicated quality equipnt. The Gno was agile. He rolled and evaded the Ogre’s fist, then stabbed deeply into the Ogre’s stomach. The Sword only went halfway in before it was stopped by the Ogre’s muscles. The Ogre grabbed the Gno and slamd him to the ground with a large “Pom!”
“How dare you treat Arthur like that! Death to you!”
An ugly female Gno readied her Bow and fired three consecutive arrows, two of which hit the Ogre at non-critical spots. If an arrow didn’t hit a critical spot, the damage was limited. As for the third arrow, it hit NotWearingPants’ kidney. He broke the arrow and said in an aggrieved tone, “The Ogre is the one beating up Arthur Bro, so why did you shoot at ? He’s a BOSS. Why are you angry with a BOSS? Are you being silly?”
“Why are you nagging at ? Inflict damage on the Ogre!” Sylvanas shouted loudly.
While the Ogre was distracted by the two of them, an agile Gno rolled on the ground behind him and attacked with his Daggers.
“Horizontal slash! Berserker strike! Horizontal slash! Berserker strike! Chain attacks!”
A Mace smashed down violently, and BurningChestHair beca quiet.
After the deaths of Arthur and BurningChestHair, the combat power of the team was reduced to half. Though the Ogre was seriously wounded, it would still take so ti before it collapsed to the ground. To defeat the Ogre, the current amount of damage wasn’t sufficient.
Before long, the five-mber team was annihilated, and they appeared at the Revival Point of the Sighing Wilderness.
“This is too difficult. We challenged the Instance Dungeon three tis, but we failed...”
Peasant knelt on the ground in despair. All his equipnt was lost in the Instance Dungeon, and he could only spend Reputation Points and ga currency to purchase new equipnt after a few hours.
They felt cheated after losing their equipnt and having to pay to redeem it. However, they had gotten used to it.
How did the equipnt in the Instance Dungeon appear in Eternal Kingdom? According to gars on the forum, they received missions to retrieve the equipnt in the Instance Dungeon. Then, they sent it back to Eternal Kingdom.
The gars had to do everything themselves, including retrieving equipnt, redeeming it, and building houses for NPCs.
“Why don’t we buy so Healing Potions before challenging the Ogres?” BurningChestHair suggested.
“The price is too high. Let’s wait for a few days for the factory update. After that, the price will be more affordable,” NotWearingPants said.
“What factory?”
Arthur was the only one whose equipnt was intact.
All of his equipnt was of Legendary quality and was Soulbound. After his death, the equipnt would be transported to his designated location, so he didn’t have to worry about losing his equipnt.
Of course, the equipnt damage BUG would still occur. Due to the Legendary quality, it was almost impossible for it to be damaged beyond repair. However, the equipnt would still be damaged occasionally, and the repair fees were high.
“A new mission ca out today, one to do construction at the side of the marshes of the Marsh Inkspewers. A lot of people received the Daily Mission to construct the factory. Don’t you do Daily Missions?” NotWearingPants asked.
“Wait a mont, that mission is about constructing a factory? What’s up with that? Is it like the Winterfell factory that makes us work daily?”
Peasant was taken aback. He then shouted, “Wah! This ga is inhumane! We’re constructing factories for them to exploit us. I’ll complain once custor service is online!”
“Don’t talk about custor service. I’ve been queued up for three days, and it’s still not my turn yet. I want to chat with the Black Dragon Lady too.”
BurningChestHair was showing disdain. They started chatting enthusiastically about the “Black Dragon Lady”.
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