The Golden Experience Point [Part 1]

Chapter 47: "Flushing"

Actually, now that she thought of it, her spell just now hadn't smoked out any players. They just burned along with the forest. There was too much firepower to even create any smoke.

In which case, a water approach would work better for the meadow. If she just flooded the entire thing, that should force all the players out.

"Okay then, [Tidal... Oh?"

Right when she was about to cast her spell, she saw numerous shadows dart out at her from the meadow. As a result of obliterating the forest, she actually did succeed in flushing out some players.

"I thoughtcha were a sorcerer with yer hood up like that, but I see ya got some hardcore armor on too. Well, just goin' by what ya did, yer still a sorcerer through and through."

"A flame sorcerer, by the looks of it... But man, that firepower is something else. As long as we watch out for that, we could take him down with enough people... probably."

"Dunno why you're so impatient, but why did you show your hand so quickly? If you stand out too much, then other players will just wanna take you out first. Kinda like what's happening now."

Apparently, the players who saw Rare's spell and judged that she was too much a threat formed an impromptu alliance against her. They could have attacked her instead of chatting her up, she thought to herself, but maybe they had some kind of personal policy against doing that. They didn't seem to have seen her kill anyone prior to casting [Hellflame], so they had her pegged as someone specialized in magic. Since the opportunity had come to her, she wanted to try taking their attacks. She may have to fight players who banded together to oppose her in the future, so this could be a dry run for that.

"[Thunderbolt]!"

"[Thunderbolt]!"

"Haah!"

The two mage-looking players both cast [Thunderbolt] to restrain her movements, while the one with the sword dropped his stance and shot straight at her. Behind him came a warrior wielding a mace and shield, and another one with a spear was apparently hiding in the warrior's shadow. There were no projectiles like arrows, though. Any bow mains would have probably been hiding in the forest, which in turn meant that they were probably all dead.

The [Thunderbolts] intended to keep her in check had absolutely no effect on Yoroizaka, so Rare ignored them and stepped forward to face the swordsman and his blade head-on. Since it was the height of stupidity to strike plate armor with a bladed weapon, the attack was of course aimed at the armor's joints, but in reality there wouldn't be much difference no matter where he hit.

Clong! There was an unpleasant noise as he slipped past. No damage. They really wouldn't be worthy opponents. Let's wait for the mace-wielding warrior.

"No way! It had no effect! Was that a skill?!"

"My sword did nothing either! It's the armor! Not a skill!"

"That's my cue! Graaaah!!!"

He let out a roar as he swung his mace. Right, that part was important. Particularly for a heavy warrior like him, in most cases his target already knows he's coming. If so, then instead of a quiet, stealthy attack, it's better to let loose a war cry to maximize your strength in that split second, even just a tiny bit more. Rare found this heavy warrior to be the most competent player in this party.

Sadly for them, that wouldn't be enough to produce a favorable outcome. He was simply repelled by her armor, and the shock of the impact traveled back into the heavy warrior's hand, causing him to drop his mace. A fatal mistake.

"It's so damn sturdy! What the hell!"

Looking at the fallen mace, it looked completely mangled now, completely bent out of shape. Almost like someone had just finished smelting the metal and somehow coaxed it into a rod shape. Considering the blowback didn't totally destroy the mace, it must have been harder than iron, meaning it was probably made out of a superior metal. Even still, it couldn't even scratch Yoroizaka.