>BLUE BROOK GUILD<
Seated on top a luxurious chair inside their guild building, Blue River skimd through all the information and papers that were on his desk even as activities in the Blue Brook Guild as a whole skyrocketed.
After the battle of Hellfire Mountains, for 2 weeks, the forces of the main organizations in Planet Darvis seed to go into hibernation as the chaos continued. But after the 2nd week, everything changed.
The intact organizations like the Elentalist Academy, the Hunter Union, and the remnants of the rcenary Online Organization mobilized in their numbers as their warriors flooded the streets.
The determination to wipe away remnants of the Clown Society skyrocketed.
This enthusiasm got to the players as the normal missions that they received before beca extrely high-paying missions, everything inflated.
With the main organizations working at full power, after more than a week of rooting them out, literally all of the remnants were already pulled out.
The remaining psychopaths were the best of the best that were not qualified enough to escape alongside Black Master Einstein and Din.
For the past 3 days, Blue River's desk was flooded with reports.
Reports of new boss villains of the Clown Society appearing left and right. In their last monts, the hiding Red Masters of the Clown Society no longer bothered hiding, they ca out to engage their last stand bravely.
To normal players, they stood no chance against these Grade D boss Superhumans but to the main guilds, these were opportunities of lifetis.
For the past 3 days, the main ga guilds were working overti.
Powerful raid teams were arranged to go fight and defeat these bosses as soon as they appeared. The performance of the players was so fearless and eye-catching that they already caught the attention of the High Officials.
"These warriors, they're so fervent".
"It's like they're not even afraid of death".
"They're the perfect soldiers".
Their notoriety got to the extent where even warriors of the main organizations anticipated their arrival as it would imdiately induce a swing in battle enthusiasm and motivation.
"The fearless soldiers have arrived again!"
Whenever they heard this, they knew that the fearless battle hounds were here, the main guilds outdid themselves already in the past 3 days.
Seated on his luxurious chair, as Blue River skimd through all the information reports, one of his assistants suddenly charged into room.
"BOSS!"
"BOSS…!!!"
Blue River beca irritated. "I told you to stop yelling at !"
"Boss, it's important!"
Blue River directed an exasperated look at him. "What happened?"
"Manchester f*cking united!" Horny Assassin let loose his excitent first.
"…" Blue River was left speechless.
"I and my raid party discovered a boss fight!"
"It was first discovered by the Fish Smokers Guild, their pro players were there already and they are now fighting the boss!"
"They have not killed it yet, this boss is a powerful one!"
Horny Assassin's eyes glinted deviously. "The last ti, they kill-stole our boss psychopath, let's mobilize our pro team and steal theirs too".
Blue River understood the significance of this information but he was left a little troubled. 'Unlike Desert Gust, Raining Sword is an upright pro player'.
'Will he agree to this?'
'Will he scold ?'
Despite his apprehension, he still appreciated Horny Assassin. "Thank you, you brought so nice piece of information this ti".
"Wait for outside, let chat with him".
He opened his private chat channel and hesitated a bit before finally typing in as Horny Assassin left.
>Blue River- Hey Captain, we discovered a new boss<
>Raining Sword- Where?<
The reply ca instantly, Blue River cald down and answered.
>Blue River- Close to our base. But the Fish Smokers discovered it first, they are currently fighting it without succeeding yet<
>Blue River- Do you…?<
Blue River was still typing when he answered.
>Raining Sword- Send exact coordinates, we're on our way<
"Huh?" Blue River was taken aback. "So fast?"
He was surprised but he did not hesitate to send the coordinates.
…
Bam!
"Ouch…!"
"Damn, this psychopath boss is a monster, his skin is so tough!"
Bam!
The talkative player was shocked as he barely dodged the swing of the hamr by the skin of his teeth, he sweat bullets.
"F*ck, this guy is so strong!"
"You shaless psychopath!"
"How dare you wield such huge and heavy hamrs?"
"Don't you know that it makes you look like an imbecile?"
"How dare you be such a strong fighter?"
Bam! Bam!
Saber Tongue kept on swinging his Saber as fast as he could even as he assisted his Captain who led this raid and his other teammates.
"F*ck this sh*t!" Desert Gust cursed in frustration.
"Tongue, you're so right, this guy is a shaless piece of sh*t!"
"You think wielding such a large hamr makes you look powerful?"
"You remain a piece of trash in the large sche of things!"
"I doubt Clown even knew you existed when he was alive, how could he when you're such a lumbering piece of sh*t…, hehe!"
"No wonder Black Master Einstein didn't take you along to escape!"
"…" The Hamr-wielding Grade D psychopath shook in anger.
"You…!"
"You motherf*cker!"
He swung his Hamr powerfully.
Desert Gust was fast enough to retreat and dodge even as the Elentalists bombarded the boss with AOE attacks. As he retreated shalessly, he laughed and taunted him. "I knew it, you can't even curse properly".
"If I'm your daddy, I would be ashad".
"…!" This psychopath completely lost it.
"You…, ahhh…!!!"
He lost all reason and dashed towards Desert Dust without caring about defense. Desert Gust's life was in danger but this opened the enemy up, his teammates did not hesitate as they bombarded him with attacks.
Even as his health withered, Desert Gust's health also withered.
"Healer Elentalists, I need help!" Desert Gust did not hesitate to shout for help even as he constantly retreated while being battered.
With the healer's help, he was able to survive it till the enemy psychopath's health points lowered to a dangerous level.
"Hehe…, I always knew you were a good for nothing".
"You'll die soon".
This psychopath felt even more infuriated. "Even in death, you cannot disrespect , the order of chaos lives!
The hamr-wielding psychopath started his ultimate technique attack.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Even as Desert Gust's health points constantly hovered at the point of death and as the psychopath ca increasingly closer to death, Desert Gust's intuition suddenly spiked. He looked through the corner of his eyes and saw them.
Thud! Thud!
The raid party of 8 bravely charged into this battlefield.
To others, their entry may look brave and heroic but to Desert Gust, they only reeked of shalessness. "You f*cker! What the hell are you doing here?!"
Raining Sword didn't even deem it right to answer.
"Attack!"
"Combination Attack: Continuous Attacks; Ghost and Rain!"
With him and Ghost Sentry taking the lead, his teammates followed him in as they spamd the psychopath with their strongest attacks. Having been fighting since, the enemy players already used up most of their strongest attacks.
Not only was their mana low, their strongest abilities were on cooldown.
"You…!" Desert Gust could not believe his eyes.
"THE ORDER OF CHAOS LIVES FOREVER!" The psychopath said his last words.
He was dead, Desert Gust saw no notification.
[Congratulations to the Blue Autumn Raid Party for killing the Psychopath Boss: Hamr Warlord Agna!]
[You have been rewarded with…]
"Retreat". Raining Sword remained calm as he smoothly ordered.
As smoothly as they intruded into this battlefield, all the players of the raid team retreated as they went on the run. All the players of the Fist Trout raid party were stunned, this was the first boss that was stolen from right under their nose.
Desert Gust finally ca to the frightening realization.
"You shaless bastard!" He yelled.
He pursued after them even as his raid party followed him. "I always knew you were a fraud, acting so high and mighty and righteous!"
"You piece of sh*t!"
"All those your Swordsmanship nonsense principles that you talk about, keeping your personality as straight and sharp as a sword, did you forget them?"
"You f*cking hypocrite!"
Surprisingly, Raining Sword answered.
"I didn't forget, I simply adapted my sword style".
"My sword is now as flexible and adaptable as water, I am no longer as rigid as before".
"Besides, people change".
Hearing Raining Sword's righteous voice, Desert Gust coughed blood.
"You motherf*cker!!!"
…
For the next 2 days, raid parties saw and engaged more psychopath bosses.
Most of these raid teams were not strong enough and were wiped out but the others put up a comndable resistance, only the pro players had a consistent win rate against the psychopath bosses but even them suffered losses at tis.
Like this, all the Grade D Red Masters who were remnants of the Clown Society were finally wiped out.
A month after the battle of Hellfire Mountains, the surviving citizens of Planet Darvis finally t the end of the chaotic war.
Even as preparations for the trending Presidential election started imdiately, the players also started their preparations for the very first National Dominator Cup Tournant.
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