"Come! Join our guild!"

Warscar sent me a guild invitation. "We’ve fought against Elephant City again and again, but we’ve never managed to gain the upper hand even once. While I know that I’ve never let down my brothers and sisters, the fact is we need more than just brotherhood to win this war."

I clicked accept, and Warscar immediately surrendered his position to me. A system notice rang beside my ears—

Ding~!

System Notice: Player "Warscar" has relinquished his position. You are now the leader of the "Godkiller” guild!

……

As The last vestiges of Ancient Sword Dreaming Souls’ guild emblem faded into nothing, a war axe took its place. It was the symbol of the Godkiller. With this, I had officially become the new guild leader of the Godkiller guild.

After I elevated Warscar to the vice leader position, I looked at everyone and said, "Warscar, please give me a tally of all currently online players and assemble them at this spot. I’ll be handing out a Zephyr Ironbone Warhorse to everyone who’s Level 180 or higher. It so happens that Godkiller is a guild made purely of fighters who can already ride mounts, and Breeze and Rain’s strongest force in Iron Skull Wilderness is the Beast King Cavalry. When we’re ready, we’ll meet them on the battlefield and crush them into dust!"

Warscar clenched his fists and laughed heartily, "Got it! We’ve waited for this moment for too long already! Finally, we have a true commander to lead us!"

While waiting, I checked out the data Warsca sent me. I was very satisfied. The guild could fit a maximum of 30k players, but only 25129 of the slots were filled. It was because there were only so many Viking Islands players. However, over 20k players were almost always online, and over 95% of the guild were over Level 180 and seventh-promotion. Even the ones who weren’t were just 1 or 2 levels away from hitting Level 180. A day’s time was all they needed to reach the level requirement.

Pa!

I stabbed the Purple Ying Sword on the ground while waiting for all the viking warriors to assemble. Behind me, the Ancient Divine Dragon was rubbing its head against my shoulder and narrowing its eyes at the players before us. Warscar and the corps commander returned the stare both curiously and fearfully. After all, they had all bore witness to the Ancient Divine Dragon’s power when it unleashed its skill, Summon the Storm. Honestly speaking, it wasn’t a skill any player should ever have. It was gamebreakingly powerful.

A short time later, the viking warriors finally arrived and stood in orderly lines in front of me. They stared at the guild leader emblem on my shoulder with respect not because I was now their guild leader, but because I was that strong. I had more than proven myself during the short time we fought side-by-side.

"Alright, come to me one by one, people," I said while taking out the stacks of filled Sealing Crystals from my bag.

A brawny guy wielding a long axe walked up to me first. When he read the mount’s exact stats, he looked up at me in shock. "Guild leader, are you… are you sure you want to gift this to us? A mount this powerful could sell for at least 100k EUR in the black market, you know?"

I smiled. "If you were someone else, then of course I wouldn’t gift it to you for free. But we are one big family now, and it’s only natural that I do my utmost to help a family member. Grind hard. In a few days, Godkiller will meet with Breeze and Rain and challenge them once more!"

"Got it!" The berserker cheerfully moved out of the way and binded the mount. Then, he mounted the Zephyr Ironbone Warhorse and made a lot of noise at the forest edge.

It didn’t take long to distribute all 200 stacks of Sealing Crystals to the Godkiller players. Everyone who was always online had gotten a Zephyr Ironbone Warhorse.

"Form up!"

The twenty thousand cavalrymen formed up at the clearing after Warscar raised his axe and barked out the order. After he put down his axe again, I slowly climbed up the Ancient Divine Dragon’s back and made it hover about three meters above ground. Looking down at Godkiller from above, I began, "We are all people who had been abandoned for one reason or another. We all call Iron Skull Wilderness our homes. Cyan Beast has attacked us again and again thinking that we are the sheep to their wolves, but that is no longer the case. In the very near future, we will show Breeze and Rain just how powerful the counterattack of the ‘weaklings’ is!"

Everyone raised their weapons and shouted, "King of the Vikings!"

It looked like Warscar had spoken to them about my new title. Iron Skull Wilderness was a cruel and bloodthirsty world, and it was impossible to make a name for oneself without an epic title. The King of Vikings, huh? It was a good-sounding title even in Chinese. I would gladly accept it.

……

Next, Warscar asked me, "What do we do now, guild leader?"

"For now, our first priority is to upgrade everyone’s equipment. What you guys are wearing now is just…" I chuckled a little at the sorry sight before continuing, "There are 25000 of you in the guild, but not a single Immortal-grade item. Even the amount of Heaven-grade items you have is extremely pitiful. Even with your new mount, there’s no way you can beat the elite Beast King Cavalry as you are."

Warscar clenched his fists angrily. "We all wish to grind some high-level equipment ourselves, but Berserk decreases our Defense by 25%. Therefore, we can only grind shadow-rank mobs for experience and loot. Ancient and dread-rank mobs are completely out of our reach, much less the fiend-rank mobs that roam these lands."

I sucked in a deep breath before replying, "Well, it’s different now. Your Attack, Defense and HP have all gone up massively now that you’ve got the Zephyr Ironbone Warhorses. You now have the strength to grind fiend-rank mobs with exceptional Defense but weak Attack. Fiend-rank mobs have a chance of dropping Heaven-grade and even Immortal-grade equipment. Do your best, and Lady Luck may yet grant you her blessing."

Warscar nodded in high spirits. "Got it! But uh, what fiend-rank mob should we grind exactly? Practically every fiend-rank mob we’ve ever encountered is ridiculously powerful. It takes 10 to 20 of us to kill just one fiend-rank mob, and it always costs us around 7 to 8 lives. Their levels are simply too high."

Now that he mentioned it, I recalled the Cyanscale Corpse Eaters in Zephyr Valley. While I had cleared out the mobs around the lumberyard, there were still a ton of them left in the map. The Corpse Eaters had super high Defense but not enough Attack. It was exactly the kind of mob the vikings needed right now.

So, I raised my sword and declared, "From now on, this detachment will be known as the ‘Viking Cavalry’! We will make the entire Iron Skull Wilderness tremble to our names! Now follow me! I’ll take you all to a good leveling map!"

The vikings fell in line without any hesitation. They still hadn’t recovered from their pleasant daze of getting a super mount yet.

……

While I was traveling, I checked out the 60+ pieces of equipment I had picked up while killing the undead warriors in Zephyr Valley. They were all items with ridiculously good stats and effects, so much so that I tossed out my Magic Consumables to make space for them. I shot Warscar and the key generals of Godkiller a glance before saying, "Come closer. I’m going to give you all some powerful equipment…"

"Oh?" Warscar exclaimed in astonishment.

I asked Warscar, "Can you describe your armor and your axe’s stats to me?"

Warscar brought up the equipment screen before reciting, "My armor is a Level 165 3-star Outstanding Earth-grade item that increases my Defense by 25%. My axe is 4-star Outstanding Earth-grade and increases my Attack by 40%..."

I shook my head before passing him a cyan-red war axe and obsidian battle armor. "This axe is a 4-star Outstanding Heaven-grade item that increases Attack by 11%, splash effect by 15% and lifesteal by 4%. This metal armor is also Heaven-grade, increases Defense by 55%, and lifesteal by 3%. It also has way higher base Defense than your basic Heaven-grade armor as well. Equip them!"

"Ah?!"

Warscar stared at the two pieces of equipment like a beggar who had been starving for three years. He looked back and forth between me and the equipment with indescribable joy and shock before asking, "Guild leader, are you… sure you want to gift them to me? I… I can’t afford to buy these items. They’re super rare even in the black market…"

I smiled. "It’s a necessity to keep the guild functioning, not a gift. We don’t have a guild warehouse, so I can only give these items for you guys to wear, get it?"

Warscar returned my smile. "Gotcha. We won’t disappoint you, guild leader."

"Mn."

After that, I distributed the rest of my loot to the other generals. Thankfully, over 70% of the equipment dropped in Zephyr Valley was exclusive to cavalry classes, and everything I had picked up except one dagger fell under that category. By the end of the giveaway, almost all of the key players of Godkiller had undergone a rebirth.

……

It didn’t take long before I arrived at Zephyr Valley once more, and this time I moved to the north instead of following my previous route. Just as I expected, we ran into a couple of huge lumberyards that were completely surrounded by Cyanscale Corpse Eaters. They were perfect for the Viking Cavalry.

"How should we do this? They packed like sardines…" Warscar said.

I suggested, "Form 50-man parties and lure them to you one by one. My only condition is that you survive the grinding. Can you do it?"

Warscar laughed. "Yes, we can!"

And so the group split up and went about their own businesses. I myself went to the eastmost lumberyard to solo grind the mobs there. I had to because I needed to hit Level 210 and complete my eighth-promotion quest as soon as possible. Also, with my 73 points of Luck, my chances of getting a loot to drop was at least 5 to 10 times higher than a normal player’s. I only needed the experience, so I could distribute all the items I would get to the Viking Cavalry. Right now, they needed equipment more than they needed experience. They needed at least 20k+ base Defense if they were to compensate for the -25% Defense of their natural talent, Berserk. When that happened, the Viking Cavalry would become the most powerful cavalry I ever had since the beginning of Heavenblessed. Yes, in terms of crushing enemy defense lines, they would be even more powerful than the Dragonlight Cavalry. Their Berserk skill was just that OP!