Capítulo 90: FARM! FARM! FARM!
Although it wasn't surprising, seeing as they were way beyond the other Nations, Luna was still surprised with how much ease they were able to farm these Peasant-class and even Soldier-class beings.
"At this rate, our soldiers would have leveled up beyond 50 and they still wouldn't have come close to even reaching our walls," Sura maintained her vigilance, but obviously relaxed a bit more.
How could she not? Even after the landmines were all used up they still had their Mage Army. It should be known that they were the only Nation with exceptions. Not only were they able to raise Mages, but they also had the remnants of the Elven race. The <Sovereign Nation> had more Mages than the whole world combined by a long shot.
This was due to the fact that almost everyone either chose to be a Strength-Vitality or a Strength-Agility type. Those that were enticed by the thought of being Mages, in the beginning, were surprised when they found out that they didn't learn skills automatically like in MMORPGs. These same people were soon slaughtered.
Unless one had a group that was willing to protect them and power level them, being a Mage on the onset of the new world was a practice in futility. Of course, there were situations when an attractive person decided to become a Mage and had people that were swooning over them and helping her out. The rarest occurrence was when someone had the right spark of inspiration at the right time to comprehend an Anito through a mixture of pure chance and talent.
While the <Sovereign Nation> was busy farming EXP, the rest of the world wasn't having as smooth of a time as they were.
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<Nation of Texas> - Galveston Coast
"Apollo! We need reinforcements on the Western walls!" Goose, the closest friend of <Texas Nation>'s leader was struggling quite a bit.
This was due to the fact that they didn't have nearly enough Mages to keep the Peasants at bay. Not to mention that they were in a more urban setting. They didn't quite have as many choke points to work around with as they were not separated by various islands like in the Philippines. Luckily, they didn't have to worry much about the South as there was only water there, with most of the aquatic mutant beasts were either killed or wary about approaching the coastline.
"I'm sending reinforcements over, Goose! Hold on for as long as you can! Sooner or later we'll have gained enough levels to make this a bit easier for ourselves!" Apollo replied back.
The rest of the other Nations in America were experiencing the same thing. They were also banking on the same thing. They were trying to minimize their losses as much as possible before they leveled enough from the Peasants and Soldiers.
Thankfully this first wave that was merely probing their strengths had enough Peasants in the millions to help them level. The Generals did not wish to risk going in and dying. After all, they themselves had no idea what hidden traps would await them. They were comfortable just letting the Peasants wear down the various Nations.
Those who efficiently cycled through their Army would come out stronger in this initial battle. Those who didn't would see their numbers dwindle bit by bit.
"It's a damn good thing we managed to regain the trust of the Dark Elves," Apollo communicated to Goose.
"Even better. We actually followed their suggestion to relocate here in Galveston. I can't even imagine having to defend four walls," Goose replied.
Once they saw the signs of the next phase, Apollo personally went to visit the Dark Elves to apologize. To show his sincerity, he hunted down the remnants of the racist men and women who offended the Elves and let them do whatever they wanted with them as they saw fit. The Elves realized that they would be hard-pressed to defend themselves later on, so they agreed.
They liked Apollo, after all, which made negotiations easier. Especially after learning that the African-American people experienced the same degree of racism they had experienced in their previous world.
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"Jiang Zihao! How many more must die! If we don't work together, we'll suffer many losses!" The Chinese government's leaders tried to trigger the young University student's guilty conscience but to no avail.
"Hmph! Even if I wanted to, my Giant friends refuse to, so why should I? Team up with you when I have such honest and strong friends that would never betray me?" After saying what he had to say, Zihao cut the line, not allowing the Government officials time for a rebuttal.
"DAMN THAT ZIHAO!" The High-ranking Official smashed the device he was just using on the ground.
With the Giants' help, Zihao and his Nation were faring much better than the Officials. Not only that, but the blood their new friends willingly donated strengthened them along with the body refining techniques they learned. The young leader himself was already capable of taking on a level 70 General and at least come out alive, but of course, he wasn't aware of this just yet. He used this opportunity to level himself as he had no idea what else was in store.
None of them did. Including Luna himself. The previous knowledge of the other races wasn't as reliable anymore after finding out that the events in this world differed a bit from theirs. It was more fast-paced.
This was especially true now. If they were to base it off of the other races prior knowledge, they would not know that there were actually level 70 Generals. Thankfully, these so-called Generals weren't very proficient in warfare. They were merely appointed as such because they were the strongest they could send. Not only that, the number they sent over was limited. And now, with Ines in the picture, one of the other Generals assigned to attack Israel was actually blocked from entering, leaving the troops in that area to be disorganized.
All around the world, however, the situation for the stronger Nations was pretty much similar to Jiang Zihao and Apollo Creed's. They had the highest chance of survival, especially when the smaller Nations decided to bolster their forces.
For the smaller Nations who were too stubborn, they would not even live to see past a few days.
For the crazy lone wolves, not being in a Nation made it so there was no anchor towards them, no target behind their backs for the portals to summon near them. At the same time, they were missing out on a lot of potential EXP. The Peasants and the Soldiers weren't completely mindless like the previous zombies, after all. They stayed together constantly, thus, they couldn't be picked off.
With their relatively high levels, any lone wolf that decided to test their luck would end up being surrounded and ripped to shreds.
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Somewhere near the Western walls of the <Sovereign Nation>, a petite young girl was observing them curiously. Nobody could see her as she was in stealth-mode. Her proud expression turned a little bit more serious as she contemplated her next actions.
"Hmm... This bunch is composed of quite a lot of strong individuals. Especially that man and the ones surrounding him. I have a feeling that if I get within a certain radius, they would definitely sense me. Sigh. My curiosity will be the death of me, but I really wish to see how these enemies of ours live. Ugh! The chance to experience a different culture. Should I seize it?" Ines was definitely aware that if her identity was found out, she would be in grave danger. She picked out a ring from her storage and wore it on her right hand's ring finger.
"This should make it so they'll think I'm only level 50. Ines, you truly are quite the resourceful genius!" She placed her hands on her hips as she raised her chin, quite proud of herself. This ring was merely a plaything she had impulsively bought in a lower-class auction house while strolling around the middle and low-class areas.
This was something she was fond of doing. She loved seeing and experiencing how other people lived. She would usually disguise herself or go into stealth and see how the poor, the middle-class, and even the rich lived. Stealth skills were even rarer in the Void. She had received the skill as one of her innate skills. The only other person who could do it was her father, but he could do so, merely because he was just that far ahead of everybody.
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"WHO?! Who let her out of their sights! I will have your heads! If anything happens to her, I'm done, for sure!" General Vizicsacsi had, evidently, just now found out that the willful Princess of the Void had gone missing. After all, Ines' stealth skill wasn't publicly known.
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"FARM! FARM! FARM!" The men and women of the <Sovereign Nation> atop the walls were ecstatic. For every Area-of-Effect skill the Mages unleashed meant that streams of EXP would enter their bodies. They were basically harvesting EXP every second. They had enough Mages to actually cycle through efficiently that the skills being cast were never-ending.
Unfortunately, the same could not be said about the other Nations. Casualties soon started piling up, as their melee soldiers eventually had to fight when their Mages ran out of mana. Their sharpshooters were effective at picking off the Peasants one by one, but the lack of Area-of-Effect skills that Mages possessed made it quite hard to keep the armies of the Void at bay.
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