Chapter 43: Pulling A Train
Editor: Atlas Studios
Based on the development of the present time, Gadrio was being chased by the Holy Order Assembly and had been hiding for several years. The Holy Order Assembly had discovered his true identity and wanted to kill Gadrio, who was the last heir of the Imperial Court of Doom. Therefore, they had sealed this news tightly. Although the Dark Council also received reports that the Holy Order Assembly was chasing down a traitor, after Gadrio had been taken away by that human soldier, he had changed his name. Moreover, the Holy Order Assembly had buried the news, so they didn't know that the traitor knight hunted down was actually Prince Gadrio.
If his memory served him right, the first update two months after the game had been launched was that Gadrio had given up his faith and become a Chaotic Knight…
For the time being, this had nothing to do with Fatty, so he only needed to follow the quest guide.
The first step of this camp quest was to go to the Orc Horde in Immecca, which was more than 200 kilometers southwest of Asgarod City, and find an Orc veteran. According to the quest, this Orc veteran had joined that tragic war more than 30 years ago. He might remember a little bit about the situation at the time.
This could be considered the first quest that a player received away from the capital. It would take him a long time to reach the Immecca Horde, so Fatty set off quickly after receiving the quest.
The land territories of the Dark Council were all relatively barren. Although the Holy Order Assembly had also been hit hard during the war thirty years ago, their boss Pope had only been injured and had not died. However, the Great Emperor of the Dark Council had died and the little prince had gone missing, which was worse compared to that. Therefore, in the continuous war that had taken place for the next thirty years, the Dark Council had been in a disadvantageous position. They had been eventually chased away to this barren area of the west mainland.
The Immecca Horde was a nearby supply station. Not only did it provide quests, but there were also no monsters around it, so it was more suitable for current players to level up. As Fatty ran along, he saw that many parties had appeared here and were killing monsters to level up.
Mutated owls, huge bats, and enormous blue-sac spiders were the beasts affected by the fission of the elements caused by the invasion of the Chaos Corps. They were around Level 2 2-Star.
The monsters in the Chaotic Era were not marked with clear numerical values. This depended on a player's own judgment. If a player simply thought that the difference in a star was the same as in other games, then the player would just weep when they encountered a 3-Star Elite monster or a 4-Star Boss monster…
There were a lot of parties that were short of players on the way, so they sent party invitations to Fatty. However, Fatty knew that he would be receiving other side quests in the Immecca Horde. Even if he killed monsters to level up, he'd better accept the quest before doing that, as that would be more efficient. Therefore, he rejected their invitations.
After spending some time, he finally arrived at his destination. However, he hadn't expected that there would be a lot of players there.
Last night, a lot of mad players had killed monsters all night to level up. As a result, there were already Level 20 players. Excluding the gold farmers who were making money, many of them were players from various guilds.
Fatty knew that these players were working so hard so that they could reach Level 25 as soon as possible and create a guild.
The game had simultaneously launched its open beta trial in various regions. Although there was no data communication, it was undeniable that there was a competition between servers in various regions to see who would clear a certain dungeon first or who would create a guild in that server first… Anyway, players could always find things to compare to other servers.
After Level 25, players could create a guild. Not only did they need a large amount of Gold Coins, but they also needed to form a party to complete a series of complex quests. Eventually, they had to go through a dungeon quest and push down the Boss to get the quest items before they could create a guild.
Fatty had also cleared the dungeon with a group of people before. However, they had been unsuccessful. The party of that small guild had had a low level of cooperation and there had been some problems with the commands. Therefore, Fatty's idea to become a veteran by creating a guild had gone down the drain. In the end, he had continued to be a free soul.
The guild creation dungeon was indeed somewhat hard. He had heard that during the closed beta trial, very few guilds had been created.
After searching in Immecca Horde for a while, Fatty finally found that Orc veteran that Avalona had mentioned. He was someone whose teeth were about to drop…
However, this Orc veteran was ill in bed and unable to speak. His children were taking care of him. When Fatty arrived, he was told that the witch doctors of the horde could cure the Orc veteran, but he needed to get the venom of the Poison Dart Frog.
Regardless of how the venom could be used to cure his disease, Fatty could only complete the quest after getting it. After strolling around the horde, he received three quests related to the Poison Dart Frog before he started planning to set off.
While a player in the village was recruiting players to farm Poison Dart Frogs, Fatty ran over to farm with this party.
However, when the player, who had been recruiting other players, saw Fatty's level, he couldn't help but frown.
"You're only at Level 14?" that player said gloomily. "Why did you come here at this level? Although the Poison Dart Frog is a Level 2 2-Star monster, it's very hard to kill it. You need to be at least at Level 17. Isn't your level too low? You're also a Venomancer… I want a player with DPS output!"
This was the part Venomancers were embarrassed about. As a crowd control class, Venomancers didn't get much strength when leveling up. They were still fine when it came to fighting the Boss, so players were willing to add a Venomancer to crowd control the Boss. However, when it came to a normal level-up, a Venomancer was evidently inefficient…
The player rejected Fatty's application to join the party, which made him feel helpless. Eventually, he could only leave.
The Poison Dart Frog was in a swamp north of the Immecca Horde. In addition to the Poison Dart Frogs, there were also some Swamp Leeches and Quagmire Monsters there. Fortunately, not many players went there to complete the quest. After finding an empty place, Fatty started to concentrate on farming.
The camp mission required 10 Poison Dart Frog Venoms. Although the other three side quests did not need the venom, he still needed to kill a considerable number of Poison Dart Frogs. When such quests were stacked, finding a party to farm with would be the best choice.
However, Fatty did it alone based on his high HP.
Upon spotting a Poison Dart Frog, Fatty released the Miasma Skill and accurately hit it. After this attack, he discovered something that made him a little happy.
These Poison Dart Frogs had turned out to have melee attacks! Fatty had initially thought that these frogs had a range spit attack. After all, this name was easily misunderstood.
Therefore, when Fatty saw the Poison Dart Frog leap toward him and eject its long tongue to attack, he was very happy.
After taking a step back and confirming that the Poison Dart Frog had begun to get poisoned and was losing health, Fatty turned and ran.
As he ran, he released Miasma Skills and drew over several other Poison Dart Frogs that were nearby.
Four Poison Dart Frogs followed Fatty and hopped to chase and attack him. It was easy to imagine the speed of these creatures. Although they were poisonous, they were actually not immune to the toxin effect of a Venomancer. Fatty led them around in a circle and made them lose health due to the poison. He only needed to add another Miasma Skill when the toxin effect on the Poison Dart Frogs disappeared.
This way, Fatty felt like he was pulling a train. He ran in the front while a damage value would appear on the four Poison Dart Frogs every second. The four of them were worth seeing together.
A Poison Dart Frog's HP was 160. This was a direct magic attack, and the toxin effect of the Miasma Skill could remove 32 HP from a Poison Dart Frog. After five attacks, the Poison Dart Frogs' HP was basically low. Then, Fatty turned around and added another attack before they were all killed.
This way of killing monsters was not efficient, but he won by saving mana. While he held onto the Superior staff he had forged yesterday, it added 2 points of mana restoration per second in battle. Plus, Fatty's Venomancer skills didn't consume much mana. Therefore, he did not consume much mana by using an attack!
In other words, even if Fatty did not have any supplies, he could still farm there for a long time.
After slowly grinding two batches of Poison Dart Frogs this way, Fatty finally rose to Level 15. He was actually almost at full EXP at Level 14. Now that he had killed the Poison Dart Frogs, the EXP awarded by every frog only belonged to him. Eight Poison Dart Frogs were enough for him to level up.
He still added 1 point to his Constitution and 1 point to his Luck each time. Now that Fatty had 14 Luck points, the benefits of adding points like this had started to manifest. Even though Fatty faced monsters with a higher level than his, his Miasma Skill's toxin effect could hit the monsters thanks to the bonus of his Luck points.
Eight Poison Dart Frogs only dropped two venoms, which was far from the quest goal. Hence, Fatty continued farming patiently.
As he led another group of Poison Dart Frogs and began to pull a train, he poisoned them to lower their health. He was about to start slaughtering them when an arrow suddenly shot from the side and hit one of the Poison Dart Frogs.
That Poison Dart Frog fell. The EXP that Fatty should have obtained had suddenly been divided by 50%. He had been robbed of the last hit!
Fatty looked in the direction of the arrow while feeling stunned and realized that a small group of players had appeared on both sides…
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