Agatha The Legendary Guild Master

Chapter 347: A Brutal War Against An Army of Soul Suckers - Part 2

I knew this chance wouldn't be repeated easily once more, so I risked everything at this moment, as I hurriedly sent in the group chat:

'Send only those with mystic arts forward. Tell them to attack at the direction I attack at, and retreat the moment I give the order to.'

They were all curious about the enemy I was fighting, but I didn't know what their reaction would be when they witnessed these huge monsters.

They seemed to be standing literally on the border edge, as the moment I sent this message, everyone appeared, with a great momentum as if they were going to attack normal demons.

However, the emptiness that welcomed them made them all feel silent. I knew what they were thinking of right now, and thus I had to slap their faces real hard so they could understand they were now standing on the brink of the death doorsteps!

"Attack!"

I shouted, as I threw my spears and my demon launched his attacks towards the retreating monsters. The attacks fell over a transparent being in front of their eyes, and at this moment I shouted again:

"Retreat, all retreat a couple of steps backwards."

They took a few seconds to execute my order, and the moment they did, the huge monsters suddenly appeared in their sight, with their huge, mountain like bodies, appearing in front of everyone's eyes, making them suddenly feel what fear really meant!

I could almost hear their gasps of shock from my place up there, and that reaction made me quite satisfied. They needed to witness this giant monster, and see me killing it without any problem at all.

"Keep attacking!" I muttered to my demon, as we both chased the retreating monsters, attacking mercilessly until a group of them stopped moving, fell to the ground dead, simply like that.

I heard the loud gasps of shock coming from them. I didn't attack, and left my demon to continue attacking, while I turned to them, with my huge entourage of spears flying behind my back. I raised my hand high up, while pointing towards these retreating monsters as I shouted:

'Kill them all!"

My shout jolted them all awake, as they suddenly realized they could kill these huge monsters!

"Kill them all!"

"Kill them all!"

"Kill them all!"

Shout after shout erupted from the ground, shaking this whole layer. The next moment all my players darted forward, chasing after these monsters with their mystic arts being activated. I glanced at this scene, with content smile over my face, as I turned around and then ordered:

"Hang tight, we will start crossing them from left to right."

I was previously holding back the speed of my balloon, as I wasn't rushed to kill them like now. currently I had three million players, stretched all over the layer, attacking these monsters.

I had to be always present to their aid if these monsters decided to turn around and attack them. so, I decided to keep going right and left, crossing their huge bodies from within, adding extreme damage to them, helping out my players to kill these monsters, and also guard against any surprises.

As we started to penetrate the monsters horizontally, my players' attacks began to cause considerable damage to the monsters, granting them more morale and self confidence in their ability to kill these monsters.

'Be ready to retreat the moment I give the order to,' I sent this short message to the combined chat, as I was feeling these monsters would soon turn over my players.

And they really did!

In fact the presence of such a concentrated number of mystic art players wasn't a chance the controller of this army would let it go. After all, these players would be the core of the resistance against the wolves invasion. Killing them now, and depriving them from the mystic arts was the logical move to do.

However, I was quite ready for this.

"Retreat, and keep attacking without pause!"

My shout in and out the chat was heard perfectly by others, and they actually didn't need my orders to do so. Who was sane enough to witness a giant mountain turning around, preparing to fall upon him, and stand his place motionless, asking for death?!

I heaved a sigh of relief when I saw them retreating as a whole, keeping the initial distance between them and these giants secured.

The main advantage of the mystic arts for any player would be the wide range of attack they provided for players. This was one of the best traits I fell in love with when I first learned the art.

So, even if they retreated far, they would remain able to attack these demons, despite they would waste much time to do so, decreasing the overall damage given to these monsters.

The sudden turning, which was really slow in my opinion, failed! and more monsters fell to the ground, dead, creating some wide gaps already in the monster formation.

However they kept pushing my players to the border, and that made me quite doubtful.

"What do you intend to do?" I muttered, and soon my players hit the border with their backs, and at this precise moment, a strange and a terrifying thing happened!

The players couldn't pass through the border! It was like the border was a solid, not a free passageway!

So, these nasty monsters did something to the barrier! They feigned their retreat, and in exchange for that, they draw out all my mystic art players!

In the far distance, I started to spot vague hallows of distant giant shades moving slowly towards here; their reinforcements!

So, these bastards decided to kill all my mystic art players, just before reaching the fifteen layer!

Were they so afraid of this layer?

"Don't hold back, attack with all your own strength! Use the pearls, the demon hearts to replenish your hunger values!"

I shouted, in and out the chat, so everyone could hear me out.