Villain Ch 163. Thirst of Vengeance
Zoe’s eyebrows furrowed in disbelief, her voice tinged with frustration. “Are they out of their minds? Do they honestly think they can take us down with just one guild? Our powers, HP, Mana—everything about us—are on a whole different level. We’re like boss monsters, for crying out loud!” Her words resonated with a mixture of exasperation and disbelief.
Alice chimed in confidently. “Zoe, we’re not just boss monsters. We’re even stronger than that,” Her eyes sparkled with determination, conveying her unwavering belief in their abilities.
Bella couldn’t resist interjecting with a mischievous grin, attempting to lighten the mood. “Yeah, we’re the bosses of the bosses! The ultimate challenge for any wannabe hero!”
Her playful comment was met with a flat stare from Alice, who was focused on the gravity of the situation.
Bella returned Alice’s stare with a mischievous grin, her eyes glinting with amusement. “Hey, I wasn’t wrong, you know,” she defended herself, a playful tone lacing her voice. “We are kinda like the bosses of the bosses. Besides, Allen can even make a pact with boss monsters, right?” Bella reminded the group, a hint of excitement tingeing her words. She had a point—according to the skill list, Allen possessed the ability to form a pact not only with a mini-boss but with a full-fledged boss monster once he reached his next tier.
Alice couldn’t help but smile wryly, unable to deny the validity of Bella’s statement. The thought of Allen forging a powerful alliance with a boss monster did hold a certain allure, a potential ace up their sleeves.
Vivian refocused the conversation on Allen’s earlier revelation. Her brow furrowed with concentration as she leaned forward. “Allen, can you provide more details about their plans? I mean, their chosen classes, their current status—anything that could give us an edge,” she requested, her voice laced with determination.
Allen leaned back in his chair, contemplating the information he had gathered about Elio’s team. “I don’t have their exact status or whether they’ll go for a hybrid or pure class. But in Elio’s case, he’s planning to take the paladin class instead of the knight to face me,” Allen explained, his voice tinged with a mix of admiration and caution. “He knows how fast I am, and no class can match my speed head-on. So, he’s focusing on enhancing his endurance and strength. My guess is that he intends to wear me down and deliver a powerful blow when I least expect it.”
The group listened intently, their expressions shifting with each revelation. “As for Arrow_Master, he’s planning to take the Bard class instead of the Hunter to face our siren,” he revealed, his voice filled with a note of concern. “The Bard class possesses skills that can neutralize the effects of Shea’s Lullaby skill. Not only that, but Bards also have a unique combination of archer and mage skills. Instead of traditional arrows, they employ magical arrows in their attacks.” .
A sense of understanding washed over the group as they absorbed the implications of Allen’s analysis.
Allen continued, shifting his gaze towards Larissa. “And Lord*Hunter chose the Hunter class to face our vampire queen.” Allen turned to Zoe, his eyes locking with hers. “That red-haired guy, he’s planning to take the Wizard class to face our kraken,” he disclosed, his voice laced with a mixture of caution and determination.
The group exchanged glances, a silent acknowledgment of the challenges they were about to face. Each class choice presented unique advantages and disadvantages, tailored specifically to counter their own abilities. It was evident that Elio’s team had invested time and effort into formulating a strategic plan.
“So does that mean he’ll be concentrating on wind spells?” Zoe chirped, her eyes widening with anticipation. Her excitement was palpable as she imagined the clash of elements between her water skills and the wizard’s wind spells. She was no stranger to battles and had honed her abilities. With her water element skills, she could manipulate water and unleash devastating attacks. However, she also knew that her powers had a weakness—wind or thunder was one of them.
Allen nodded in response to Zoe’s question, a knowing smile playing on his lips. “Wind and fire,” he confirmed. “He’s really prepared his skills to face you,” he added, admiration lacing his voice. The more he delved into Elio’s strategy, the more he realized the level of dedication and meticulous planning that had gone into it.
“We should definitely be careful with them,” Jane replied, her expression growing serious.
“Yes. But the most dangerous of all is Sophia,” he confessed.
“Isn’t she the healer?” Jane asked, trying to wrap her head around the idea.
Allen nodded in agreement, his eyes gleaming with a mix of caution and excitement. “Sophia plans to take a hybrid approach, balancing her support abilities with offensive skills. She’s aiming to harness Holy element skills that can be particularly devastating to us, considering our demonic nature. We need to stay on guard and find ways to counter her abilities.” The challenge of facing Sophia’s unique skill set ignited a fire within Allen.
“But here’s the interesting part,” Allen continued, a wicked grin spreading across his face. “Sophia is also their group’s weakness.” He paused for a moment, relishing in the deviousness of his plan. “If we can get our hands on her, it’ll create a ripple effect among the others. We’ll be able to exploit their vulnerabilities and gain the upper hand.”
The air crackled with anticipation as the group of friends exchanged mischievous glances.
Zoe’s eyes gleamed with excitement as she leaned forward, her voice filled with a mix of anticipation and mischief. “We should show them how powerful we really are.” Her playful smirk hinted at the satisfaction she would derive from defeating their adversaries.
Bella’s grin widened, her eyes sparkling with wicked delight. “And we’ll kill them to our heart’s content too,” she chimed in, her tone dripping with dark humor. She seemed amplified by the thrill of the upcoming battle. The thought of beating their opponents in the virtual arena thrilled her to the core.
Jane’s energy matched the intensity of her friends. “The next event is going to be so much fun!” she exclaimed, her voice filled with a mix of excitement and determination.
A sly grin curled on Allen’s lips as he absorbed the contagious energy radiating from his friends. “After what happened today,” he began, his voice filled with a devious edge, “I can’t wait to slaughter them tonight.” His eyes sparkled with a blend of amusement and a thirst for victory. The taste of vengeance lingered in his words.