Online Game: Starting with an SSS-Level Plundering Talent Chapter 98: Chapter 98: A New Class System



[Announcent: Player Toby has launched an attack on Green Hill City. All players may join the resistance. Successfully defending Green Hill City will yield generous rewards.]

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Suddenly, three system announcents echoed through the ga.

John was montarily stunned; he hadn't expected Toby to act so quickly and launch an attack on the Dark Humans.

The information John had leaked was accurate, but Toby was unlikely to obtain the Elental Key.

John had destroyed two cities and killed two city lords, but neither had dropped the Elental Key.

The Elental Key in his possession was given to Toby by Green Moon City Lord Dien, and John had acquired it by killing Toby.

He suspected that the Elental Key wouldn't drop automatically after killing a Dark Humans city lord.

Toby was bound to be disappointed.

[Announcent: Player SharpBlade has launched an attack on Night City. All players may join the resistance. Successfully defending Night City will yield generous rewards.]

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[Announcent: Player FireGod has launched an attack on Water Deep City. All players may join the resistance. Successfully defending Water Deep City will yield generous rewards.]

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More announcents quickly followed.

Several major guilds in the world of Gods had simultaneously launched assaults on cities controlled by the Dark Humans.

In the global chat, players were buzzing with speculation:

"What's going on today? Two cities just got established, and now guilds are attacking Dark Humans' cities?"

"Are they trying to imitate Godslayer? But what's the point of provoking the Dark Humans?" "I sll a conspiracy."

"Is anyone near Night City? Let's team up and check it out."

"I'm in Water Deep City. Anyone want to join ? Only second-tier players and above." "Count in."

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Most players were clueless about why these guilds were suddenly targeting the Dark Humans' cities.

The information about attribute fusion had only been shared among the major factions and hadn't reached the general player base.

In Green Hill City.

Toby listened to the series of announcents, gritting his teeth in frustration.

Normally, these factions would grovel before the Mike White Family, but now they dared to compete with him for the Attribute Fusion Stone.

He ntally noted each of these factions, vowing to settle the score with them once the war was over.

The sounds of battle surrounded him, as the guards of Green Hill City and the players clashed, locked in a stalemate that was proving difficult to break.

Growing impatient, Toby shouted, "Take Green Hill City, and every mber will receive a 100,000 reward! Die once, and you'll get an extra 20,000!"

With such a huge incentive, his followers seed to be fueled by adrenaline, throwing themselves into the fray with reckless abandon.

The Green Hill City guards barely held their ground for a mont before they were overwheld.

Players surged forward like a tidal wave, storming the City Lord's Manor and attacking the Dark Humans with reckless abandon.

Not even sparing the lowliest of servants.

"Toby, are you out of your mind? How dare you attack the Dark Humans!" roared a voice, as Green Hill City's lord, Gran, appeared.

He was a formidable third-tier elite, and his re presence caused the players surrounding him to hesitate, unwilling to attack recklessly.

Toby stepped forward from the crowd, lifting his chin slightly as he coldly t Gran's gaze. "I don't want to make this difficult. Hand over the Elental Key, and I'll spare your life."

"What?" Gran paused, then burst into laughter.

"Haha, human, are you joking? You think you can just demand the Elental Key from ?" He looked at Toby with utter disdain.

"Shut up!" Toby snapped, his patience wearing thin. "You know the situation you're in. If you die, it's permanent. Give the Elental Key, and I'll let you go."

Gran's expression remained contemptuous as he slowly shook his head. "I don't have the Elental Key, and even if I did, there's no way I'd hand it over to you."

"No Key?" Toby frowned, sensing that Gran was telling the truth.

Gran continued, "I've heard that Green Moon's Elental Key was lost. It seems you've uncovered the secret of the Elental Secret Area. Let tell you this: only city lords of third-tier cities and above possess Elental Keys, and those keys do not drop upon death- they simply disappear."

Third-tier?

Toby clenched his teeth, frustration boiling inside him.

With the current player power levels, no one except Godslayer could take down a third-tier

city.

And with the revelation that the Elental Key doesn't drop upon the city lord's death.

Threatening a third-tier city lord was even more out of reach.

Toby was filled with regret, feeling as if his heart were bleeding.

He had once held an Elental Key in his hands, only to have it snatched away by Godslayer.

"Godslayer!" Toby growled through gritted teeth. It was clear to him now that his only option was to find a way to steal the Elental Key from Godslayer.

Taking a deep breath, Toby glanced at Gran before retreating back into the crowd of players. "Kill him!" he ordered coldly.

The animosity between them had already solidified; there was no reason to hold back.

Whoosh!

Instantly, a barrage of arrows and spells rained down, engulfing Gran.

"Humans, you'll regret this!" Gran roared.

Although he was a third-tier elite boss, he couldn't withstand the overwhelming onslaught

from the players and was quickly defeated.

Toby had been shrewd he only killed Gran and refrained from destroying the city's altar.

This ensured that Green Hill City wouldn't disappear, avoiding drawing attention from other

Dark Humans forces.

The only downside was that he hadn't obtained the Elental Key.

"Godslayer, you're next," Toby muttered coldly, already scheming his next move against

him.

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In just one day, seven Dark Humans cities were destroyed, all of them first-tier. Unsurprisingly, none of the attacking forces obtained an Elental Key and were instead

added to the Dark Humans' wanted list.

Having failed miserably, these players realized they had been duped and turned their anger

toward Godslayer.

John, however, was completely unfazed by this.

He received a ssage from Sini: the Blues Family disciples had co back online and were

busy building Saint Martial Sect.

Leaving Death Land, John made his way to Saint Martial Sect and found Sini.

Nearby, Tracy's eyes were red, clearly from crying, and the Blues Family disciples looked

equally somber.

The recent upheaval had taken a heavy toll on the Blues Family.

"John," Sini approached, signaling for him to comfort Tracy.

John silently moved to Tracy's side, not saying a word.

He had experienced far too many tragedies like this, so much so that he felt numb and unsure

how to console her.

"Old man!" Tracy threw herself into John's arms, quietly sobbing.

Only when she was with John did she feel truly safe.

John gently patted her back, soothing her, "It's all over now. Don't be too sad."

Tracy nodded slightly, wiping away her tears. She looked at him with newfound determination and said, "Old man, I want to beco stronger!"

"I'll help you," John replied, feeling a sense of relief.

This ordeal had clearly made Tracy mature a great deal, which he knew was ultimately a good

thing for her.

[Announcent: Player Chris has unlocked a new class system, the rare class 'Martial Artist';

players can join Saint Martial Sect to switch to the Martial Artist class.]

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Suddenly, a system announcent echoed.

Even though John had already heard so details from Chris, he was still taken aback.

Chris had actually managed to establish an entirely new class system.

John couldn't help but wonder what kind of adventure Chris had encountered in the beginner

village.

The world chat quickly beca abuzz with activity:

"Can soone please explain what on earth is going on today? First, two cities were established, then every major guild went berserk attacking Dark Humans' cities. And now, a

brand-new class system?"

"This 'Martial Artist' seems to be a public rare class."

"Does anyone know how to join Saint Martial Sect?"

"Don't bother trying. I already asked; they're only recruiting disciples from Ancient Martial

Arts families."

"Ancient Martial Arts families? Weren't they supposed to be reclusive? And now they're in

The World of Gods?"

"They're just not often seen in the mundane world; it doesn't an they've completely severed ties. It's perfectly normal for them to enter The World of Gods."

"Masters, please, this disciple has exceptional talent and has been training in martial arts

since childhood. I humbly seek acceptance."

"Are they recruiting dancers? I have ten years of dance experience, and I'm proficient in all

kinds of positions. I'm willing to do whatever it takes to join Saint Martial Sect."

"They want martial artists, not dancers."

"Martial artists are still people, right? You never know; soone might have a taste for this

kind of thing."

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Saint Martial Sect had once again beco the focus of countless players.

John glanced at the world chat and couldn't help but admire Chris's cleverness.

Using the rare Martial Artist class, it was possible to unify the entire Ancient Martial Arts

families without bloodshed.

This was exactly what Chris hoped to achieve. "Brother-in-law," Armstrong found John and spoke, "Grandfather is looking for you, and he wants my sister and Tracy to co along as well."

He glanced at Tracy, whose eyes were still slightly red, and sighed sympathetically. "Alright," John nodded. The group followed Armstrong to the study in the City Lord's Manor.

Peter was already there. When he saw John, he imdiately stood up, bowed deeply, and said

gratefully, "John, you've saved our Blues Family once again. We will never forget this great kindness."

John quickly helped him up, feeling a bit guilty. "Lord Blues, you give too much credit. In

fact, this disaster was partly my fault. If I hadn't been staying with the Blues Family, perhaps you wouldn't have faced such a crisis."

Peter quickly waved his hand. "Nonsense. Our feud with the Griffin Family runs deep; they

would have attacked sooner or later, regardless of your presence. This has nothing to do with you." "Enough with the formalities," Chris interrupted impatiently. He already considered John one of his own, especially knowing about John's relationship with Tracy. "Young man, pick a class," Chris said, gesturing to a few scrolls laid out on the table.

John looked puzzled. "What are these, sir?"

Chris explained, "These are hidden class scrolls, all belonging to the Martial Artist category,

but they are the strongest among them. See if any of them suit you."

A hidden class within the Martial Artist category? John's curiosity was piqued, and he stepped forward to examine each scroll. Coincidentally, he still had an Origin Stone, which could allow him to gain an additional class.

If one of these classes seed right, he could choose a hidden Martial Artist class as his third

profession.

The scrolls revealed classes like War Soul, Martial Saint, Sword Immortal, Divine Strategist, Celestial Master, Illusionist, Alchemist, and Beast Tar.

The all top-tier classes that he had never heard of, comparable to his Wrath of the Gods Mage

and Phantom Assassin.