Battlefield

Having finished the raid, which was Deron Online’s biggest homework, there wasn’t anything special to do anymore.

It would be okay to run dungeons or field hunt to farm gold, but my gaze turned to the battlefield.

The battlefield, which proceeded with 50 vs 50 people, was content that ended when you caught the commander NPC in the enemy camp.

You could occupy strategic points in the middle to summon buffs or NPCs that would help your allies, or vice versa.

Since a total of 100 users and various NPCs appeared, the map was also quite large, so in the Deron battlefield in my world, there were quite a few users who were AFK.

Well, I guess this place wouldn’t be much different. But I didn’t care. My goal wasn’t winning or losing the game, but the honor points and the favorability points of a specific faction that I could get on that map.

Most users would buy items through the seals given after the battlefield ended, but from the perspective of someone doing raids, the items on the battlefield weren’t very desirable.

In front of the bulletin board where you could enter the battlefield, there were already many people gathered.

It didn’t match raid equipment, but it seemed that many people were gathered because it was content where you could still acquire high-grade equipment.

Many people appear and disappear in an instant. I passed by those users and approached the bulletin board to manipulate the system.

Which faction to fight for. I had already decided from the beginning, so I made a choice without hesitation.

[Faction Selection – Frostwolf Faction]

The moment I selected a faction and started matching, a loading screen popped up.

[Matching – Frostwolf Valley]

***

What greeted me after the matching was a snow-covered white field.

The cold breath flowing from my mouth and the sabak sabak footsteps heard from under my feet. The intense shouts of the NPCs heard from afar were telling me that this was a battlefield.

It’s a familiar place. And it was also an unfamiliar place.

Before long, other users began to appear around me.

The number of users who revealed themselves wrapped in light was 50, including me.

I turned my gaze to check the users’ classes.

The levels were on average in their early 20s. The lowest was a level 15 archer.

The gazes towards him weren’t kind. Was the archer such a bad class?

I tilted my head, looking at people’s gazes.

At that moment, a man standing next to me shouted in great surprise.

,”It’s, Yeon-nim!”

“Yeon-nim?”

“Did you say Yeon-nim?”

“Who is that?”

“Isn’t she a streamer?”

“She’s a middle school girl raid leader…”

I frowned. I had become too famous.

Of course, it’s not that I hate this situation itself. When I played Deron in another world, it was a situation I secretly hoped for.

But this place is different. It’s not about facing people through a monitor, through a mouse and keyboard.

I had to face them directly, as if I had a person in front of me in reality.

The attention was quite burdensome.

10, 9, 8.

The moment the countdown announcing the start of the battlefield began, the female priest standing next to me carefully opened her mouth.

“Um… could you possibly show me the Holy Sword?”

I nodded and drew my sword.

The Holy Sword, drawn with a seurureung- sound, scattered a subtle sunlight.

“Wow…”

Voices mixed with admiration were heard from all directions.

I shrugged my shoulders, receiving gazes of envy, jealousy, and envy.

At that moment, the paladin standing in the front row sighed and muttered in a small voice.

“Ah… there are too many archers.”

The priest user next to him reacted to that voice.

He nodded as if agreeing with the paladin’s words, but his gaze was directed at me.

“Still, isn’t it worth trying because that person is here?”

“Is that so…?”

I frowned at those words.

The victory or defeat of the game depends on the number of archers? It was an incomprehensible statement.

The moment I opened my mouth to resolve that curiosity, the transparent barrier blocking the front was released.

The battlefield had begun.

People rushed out quickly as the transparent barrier disappeared.

Eyes with clear purposes quickly move away.

Among them, the one who started rushing out the fastest was none other than the archer user.

I followed behind him as well.

The run, taking advantage of quick mobility, showed excellent speed in mountainous areas.

Quickly sprinting through the snow-covered mountains, I stopped at a high place where I could overlook the battlefield at a glance.

Most of the archer users also began to settle near me.

As the paladin said, the number of archers matched on the battlefield was 15.

Since there were more people than I thought, it didn’t take long to confirm the paladin’s concerns.

The archers began to raise their bows, climbing to high places.

I didn’t run ahead, but watched them from the side.

Pyooteu-! Pang! Ping-!

As there were many archers, the number of arrows fired was also large.

The sight of arrows pouring down like rain was really cool, but somehow the accuracy wasn’t high.

But the archers’ expressions didn’t change.

They just pulled a new bowstring again, as if they were very familiar with this situation.

I made a hollow expression. Even after that, the arrow barrage continued, but I only confirmed the miserable accuracy again.

Only then could I understand why the perception of archers wasn’t good.

All attacks in this world were non-targeting.

The world is different. Deron here has abnormally increased the difficulty of the archer class itself.

If most archers were like this, the cold treatment that Hwarang-ssi had received was understandable.

I wiped my dry face.

It was at that moment. A short scream was heard not far away.

“Keuk-!”

I turned my head to check the location. A rogue user, gradually becoming clearer in a blurry form, was stabbing a dagger into the neck of an allied archer.

“It’s a rogue!”

Archer users screamed and began to scatter in all directions.

Running away without even thinking about fighting?

With so many people?

At that moment, a white flash was fired at the rogue user.

The archer user with the lowest level shot an arrow at the rogue.

But it didn’t hit. The archer, who showed the miserable accuracy as it was, bit his lip and aimed a new arrow.

Peok-!

Of course, a new arrow was never fired.

This is because a newly appeared rogue was stabbing a dagger into the neck of the low-level archer in a blurry form.

I sighed. This battlefield will be really hard to win.

It was the moment I agreed with that paladin’s words.

The rogues’ gazes are directed at me. It seemed strange that a melee type with a sword was standing in the archer camp.

The rogues didn’t approach. They were just looking at each other and watching.

It seems they recognized the Holy Sword I was holding.

They have no choice but to recognize it. This was because the effect of the Holy Sword wrapped in sunlight was so flashy.

Sabak- Sabak- Sabak-

The sound of footsteps heard on the cold wind is getting closer.

Rogues have stealth skills that can hide their appearance, but they can’t hide their footprints.

Sabak-

-Right now.

I swung my sword behind me.

In the quickly swung sword, a golden pillar containing divine power was soaring.

That golden sword strike split the chest of the rogue who was approaching me.

The appearance was transparent, so I couldn’t aim for the head. But if the stealth is released now, the story changes.

I immediately rotated my body and swung my sword.

Seogeok!

The moment the golden trajectory crossing the air blew the rogue’s head off, other rogues began to jump in from all directions.

There are too many. It seems that more rogue users than archers were matched on the other side.

I quickly ran and started running down the valley.

Chareureureuk!

I slid down the snow as if slipping on the frozen valley.

The rogues who followed me again used stealth to hide their appearance.

But just because they hid their appearance didn’t mean their footprints disappeared.

I went down the valley and steadily reduced the number of rogues.

Rogues wearing light leather armor suffered fatal wounds no matter where they were cut.

It was the moment I cut down 7 rogues while coming down the valley. Those who had been following me suddenly changed direction and started running elsewhere.

It seemed like a choice to deal with the respawned archers rather than me, who was difficult to deal with.

I started running along the road.

I cut off the necks of the mages and warlocks I encountered along the way, and arrived in front of the opponent’s first guard tower.

If you occupy that area, the respawn area for your teammates will change.

This means that you can take the battle advantageously.

I stopped breathing and looked around.

Except for me, I can’t see any users from our camp.

If it’s this time, they should have arrived here, but where did they go?

It was the moment I carefully moved and entered the guard tower.

Suddenly, a large number of users fell from above and poured out a huge number of skills.

Just before the first skill touched my body, my vision expanded and I captured the inside of the guard tower in my eyes.

My head burns white.

This was a trap.

I swing my sword. The moment I cut down the quickly flying ice orb, a huge flame following behind it directly hits my body.

My vision shook from the powerful impact, but I didn’t back down and swung my sword.

The sunlit cloak that spread wide behind my back wrapped around my body, but even so, it couldn’t stop the rapidly decreasing health.

I use the paladin’s heal to endure and endure again.

But there was no way to withstand the numerous ranged attacks flying from all directions.

I can’t move forward. I was just pushed back endlessly.

Eventually, I stuck the Holy Sword I was holding into the ground and fell to the floor.

“Wow… how many seconds did he last?”

“About 10 seconds?”

“Did you see him parrying all the flying stuff?”

“He’s insane…”

Beyond the blurry vision, I could hear the voices of the enemy team.

After a short loading time, my vision began to recover.

The respawn area was the place where I first loaded, and many users were already waiting in that place besides me.

It seems that everyone who rushed forward earlier fell into that trap.

“Ah… what should we do… should we just defend like this?”

“I think it’s right to just charge. All the guard towers in front will have been captured anyway.”

“The respawn area has changed, so the enemy’s joining is faster. I think it would be better to give up on this game and start a new one.”

Users with a lot of battlefield experience were sharing their opinions.

I agreed with that too. But I didn’t want to lose.

“I’ll block them.”

“Yes…?”

“I’m saying I’ll block them. All of them.”

The users’ hollow gazes are directed at me.

I confidently slung my sword over my shoulder.

“I’ll block them in front of the bridge. You guys turn around and just take out the enemy commander. The respawn area is far away, so you won’t be able to get there.”

“No, Yeon-nim… even so…”

“Weren’t you going to give up anyway? Just trust me for now.”

Either way, we’re going to lose.

The users nodded.

I turned my body and said to the users who were trying to get out of the respawn area.

“Only three healers stay behind.”

I can’t hold out alone.

But if there are three healers, the story changes.

After the users left, I stood on a large bridge with three healers.

To enter the place where our commander NPC was located from the enemy camp, you had to pass through this bridge.

“Can you really… really block them?”

I nodded at the healers’ question.

And I took out the shield I wasn’t wearing.

That’s how time passed.

At that moment, red nicknames began to come into view from far away.

I took a breath and drew my sword.

“They’re coming.”

The enemy users flinched for a moment when they saw me, but they didn’t stop charging.

The first to clash was a knight with a large shield.

The large shield tried to shake my body, but there was a big difference in the strength stat obtained from the equipped items.

Rather, the one being pushed back was the knight who charged with a rush.

I pushed his body out of the bridge and swung my sword.

Kwang!

A powerful shockwave explodes. The paladin who was following the knight’s charge couldn’t withstand the impact of the attack and was pushed under the bridge.

The moment the melee classes running out stopped, the enemy camp’s ranged attacks began to fly.

I raised my shield and sword.

There are three healers behind me to assist me.

If it’s about enduring, it was possible until the healers’ mana ran out.