[Be prepared for anything, as the outcome could be a fantastic gift or an absolute catastrophe, and no one can predict which will come to pass.]
Broken reread the notification again, letting out an anxious sigh as he grumbled to himself, “What does this mean?”
“Okay, let’s go back home, I’m sure logging out in a place like this isn’t a pleasant decision,” Elincia announced.
Jovina patted Broken’s shoulder and wrapped her arm around him from the side. “Hey, you’re so cool… what about joining our guild, hehe.”
“Shut up, Jovina. Weak players don’t deserve to be part of us,” Melliandra retorted, walking away to follow Elincia.
Kingsley then patted Broken’s back, who was now in his human form. “Congrats, Broken. You managed to get what you needed.”
One by one, they followed Elincia.
“Let’s go. You don’t want to stay here overnight, do you?” Maylock, still near Broken, urged him.
Broken hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to make of the situation, before finally deciding to join the others in their march away from the scene of battle.
Suddenly, the grass and leaves around them began to roll and swirl in a frantic dance as a fierce wind blew through the area. The wind was so strong that it caused branches to sway wildly, leaves to flutter madly, and everyone’s clothes to ripple and flap in the breeze. It was a warning of something big coming their way.
“What’s happening?”
“Another monster attack?”
“That’s impossible. We already defeated the raid boss.”
Goldrich was the first to stop. His eyes darted wildly from side to side, and his face turned pale as realization dawned. The others stopped in their tracks, shocked at what they were witnessing.
“What the fuck is happening now?” Skywarden said loudly.
“Goldrich, what’s wrong?” Maylock asked, visibly shocked.
“I’m not sure. But, it seems we are in a state of emergency,” Goldrich explained.
As they all looked back towards the remnants of the battle, their faces contorted with shock as an immense cloud of dust descended from the sky, encasing the area in its foggy embrace. It was as if Nature itself was mourning the loss of life, creating an intense cyclone that whirled around the battlefield.
Night had fallen, and their vision was further obscured by the darkness, though the open area was dimly illuminated by the moonlight. Amidst the chaos, the aftermath was clearly visible. “I think we need to leave here immediately!” Goldrich commanded, his voice echoing across the expanse. But it was too late-monstrous vines emerged from every direction, snaking around like serpents and lashing out at those in their path. This time, the vines moved with greater force, were much larger, and spread quickly throughout the area.
Skywarden was the first to be struck by a large vine, which pierced through his chest armor like a dagger plunging into the depths of hell.
“Damn, the damage is immense. I think this isn’t just any ordinary monster,” he said.
His shocked face twisted as he vanished from sight, leaving behind his beloved armor in a jumbled pile on the ground.
Seeing Skywarden, one of their strongest tanks, fall so easily, like tofu being sliced by a knife, caused everyone to tense up. Elincia quickly grabbed the items dropped by Skywarden, trying to save them so they could be returned to him later.
However, the wild vines grew even more rampant, and everyone began to run in a chaotic, disorganized manner. Maylock tried to analyze what was happening, but he didn’t have enough information about the situation.
“What is this? This monster is beyond our reach,” he said, panicking.
More people were struck by the massive vines with each passing second, and they fell to the ground one by one, succumbing to death’s icy grasp. Toberry, the alchemist, was among the first to be ensnared.
The young prodigy swordsman, Livelywood, attempted to fight back with his agile movements. He darted towards the massive vine attacking him, but his strikes proved futile. The vine swept him away effortlessly, and he vanished from everyone’s sight.
Jovina was still protected by the beasts she had summoned, but they were all obliterated in a single swipe from the massive vine, and she, too, disappeared.
Optimus, the martial arts fighter, also vanished without putting up any resistance.
Kingsley, in his massive bear form, tried to fight back, but the vines wrapped around him tightly, crushing his body until only the echo of his powerful roar remained.
Starfall followed shortly after.
Elincia took a different approach in this dire situation. Her slender frame was engulfed with blue electric energy as she evaded each attack directed at her, dashing through the air with bursts of lightning exploding each time she swooped down to the ground. She desperately tried to collect every item dropped by her guild members.
“Sorry, I can’t hold on here any longer,” she said. Finally, she surrendered to the chaos and dashed through the end of the area, disappearing from sight.
The ones who managed to survive were Elincia, who had already fled the scene, and Melliandra, who also escaped swiftly.
Goldrich, along with the assassins Charmelyn and Broken, remained at the location.
Goldrich, however, was not truly safe, as he had already been killed. His astral body lingered, allowing him to witness everything that transpired. Meanwhile, Charmelyn activated her ultimate skill, rendering herself semi-transparent and immune to any damage, though she could not move and remained standing in one spot with Goldrich’s astral body beside her. “It seems it’s just the two of us left to witness what happens next, huh? Khi khi khi,” Goldrich said to Charmelyn, his voice filled with eerie amusement.
Charmelyn nodded slowly, choosing silence over words.
“With your agility, you could still escape, Charmelyn. Why don’t you go?”
Charmelyn looked over at Broken, her eyes filled with contemplation. After a moment of silence, she shook her head slowly. “Is this happening because of him?”
“I’m not sure,” Goldrich replied, “but as I said before, nothing surprises me anymore after meeting him. Khi khi khi.”
Charmelyn nodded again, her gaze steady. “I want to see what happens. Do you think he would mind?”
“Khi khi khi, I doubt he even understands what’s happening himself,” Goldrich said with a chuckle. “But let’s watch together. I’m sure this is the best spot because it’s just the two of us left here, besides the main character of this event.”
Broken felt like time had come to a standstill as he stared at the notification appearing in front of him. He couldn’t move, couldn’t think; he could do nothing but remain motionless,
overwhelmed with shock.
[The Bountiful Harvest skill has accomplished a remarkable feat, successfully duplicating the Monster Soul Stone, which typically contains the soul of a high-grade raid monster.]
The Monster Soul Stone that had been in his inventory forced its way out and floated back to the point where it had been created. In a brief moment, there were now two Monster Soul Stones hovering in the air, continuously clashing against each other. Each collision produced explosions in all directions until, finally, the two Monster Soul Stones seemed to merge into
one.
[Miraculously, this event gave rise to the Mythic-Grade Spirit.] [Mythic – Queen Gaia – Goddess of Nature Lv. 400]