Guild Wars 소설 & 이야기

Daniel laid there a little longer before he went back into the living room. The fire was low, throwing more firewood in the fireplace, he sat near it. Daniel needed to get back to his planet before the girls got comfortable here, he would come back when he knew the planet was ready for them. The last time he tried bringing them there, the war started early, and many died including Gabriela and Abey. “You think they can pull off saving this world again?” Adrian a Dark Council member spoke walking out of the darkness of the corner.

Crafters pushed their bodies and poured their souls in making weapons while the rest fought to the bitter end, finally pushing back the onslaught of golems. David couldn't understand what was happening, but at least the pain subsided tremendously. Without him noticing, a small smile perched itself on his face. But as quickly as it came, it went away. The war was one of two fronts: The blood Forest and the Acid swamp. The first was against animals and the second against giant-sized reptiles and insects. With the appearance of the Forest and its puppets, there were not enough people in the swamp. That eventually bit them in the butt.

And there was one cut near his eyebrow that looked like it hadn't even healed yet. My stomach twisted painfully. God, I'd done that. Or at least part of it. The memory of our last fight hit me like a sucker punch. Last Friday at the bonfire, both teams went at it again. This time, it was Craig who had slept with one of the Warriors' girlfriends. The guy confronted him, and it all went down from there. It was like a thing now, where the boys just slept with the other's girl or sister just to taunt them. The Warriors did it to us, and we did to them. It was like a sick game that, of course, usually ended in some kind of a fight.

I was getting pumped and excited about this. “Werewolf Guild, on me!!” Another voice flowed after. Several actual werewolves followed an old man to the center of the stadium. “Vampire Guild, on me!” Another voice blared into the sky. Soon, several more battle cries came from different creatures. The troll guild, fairy guild, mage guild, orc guild, and many other guilds came to our aid. As they all showed up I started to get worried again. This feeling of triumph went away, and fear started to take over. If all of these guilds and armies were gathering, how bad is this battle going to be? The magnitude of it all at the moment was immense. I started to wonder, how many were going to die today

The reward for this competition was nothing more than Warble Mountain. Even the organizers did not expect that this guild which appeared out of nowhere would win. “That Razer Guild is a tough one. Since you guys are so strong, Warble Mountain is now yours! I hope you can keep this mountain safe and don't let others steal it from you!” an old man from the organizing team said meaningfully. He had never seen Philip and his team before. He could tell from their energy fluctuations that they were normal practitioners. He was horrified to see this guild that developed out of nowhere.

We found the guild at the center of town. It was a large building, three stories tall, with a sign carved from bone hanging above the door. The symbol on the sign was a clenched fist inside a circle. The Mercenary Guild. Neutral ground, according to the jade. A place where all species could gather to find work, provided they followed the rules. The rules were simple. No fighting inside the guild hall. No stealing from other members. No killing anyone who had paid their dues. Outside the guild hall, anything went.

I lunged. The corporate tower is gone, but the "Auto-System" has sent a "Default Pack" of glitching white wolves to replace Elara’s family! It’s a war for the very soul of the forest. Can the "Original" Silver Moon Pack defeat a "System-Generated" army that doesn't feel pain and doesn't know how to die?**

Note to self: Ask Adrian who they were later. With nothing else to do, I spent the day reading a book on my phone but got bored and ended up playing different video games, or—more accurately—getting my ass handed to me in a game called ‘Warzone Legion Xr’. A hyper-realistic shooting game that puts players into an underground warzone where criminals, assassins, and mercenaries fight for their freedom, using everything from different weapons and strategic sabotage, very Antonio-like. I kept losing to a player called WadeSlasher, and somewhere between our eighth or ninth match, I discovered, each loss cost me three thousand dollars.

I was dumbfounded, and I didn't understand why the Warriors didn't support each other against Rogues but slaughter each other. Elias clenched his fist. "Because they want to compete for the top spot. As I said, this is no longer a contest; it's more like a real war, and only the winner is the last one standing. Moreover, in the process of fighting with Rogues, warriors will kill them and steal the silver fangs that are worn around their necks. By the end of the third day, whoever is alive and has the most gamblers becomes the winner. So the warriors would hide in the forest to save their strength, usually until the last day they showed up and slaughtered each other."

Guild denotes a combat-related guild or organisation. Li Wei took in the main idea of Nawa's justification: There were five illustrious Guilds in this Stronghold. It was the Southern Alliance, The Hunter, All-Star, No Fear, and Veteran Guilds. Unfortunately, these guilds would only accept accomplished individuals who had established themselves in this Fortress's soul arena as significant members. When a fighter joins a guild, they can carry out missions with allies who share their goals and carry them out as a party or cooperative battle group. This is because the monsters encountered inside dungeons have extremely high vitality and vigour. If the fighter is the only one forced to combat cre