Worlds Best- Poison King. (A SwordArt Online FanFiction)

Chapter 26

I walked away from the town center, after telling some of my men to loot and dump the body of the boy.

Lianna walking by my side with a drawn and bloodied sword.

"What if I lost?" She asked.

I looked over at her, she really was pretty, way out of my league.
"You would still have a place to come back to when you respawned, but I guess you would have been taking orders from that twelvie."
I said turning my attention back to walking up the stairs of my guild hall.

"Now what?" She asked.

"Now we burn the bodies" I said.

————- 1 month later—————

"It's time"
I said to my second in command and she immediately rushed up one of the watch towers and blew the horn.

In that moment it was almost like the entire world stopped and looked towards the horn.
A second later the entire keep turned into complete chaos.
But organized chaos.
In hours the entire city had turned into nothing more than a few building that had been chosen to be abandoned.

Brick by brick the walls were torn down and placed in my peoples inventory's ready for our move.

Skeleton guards rushed around equipped with high grade armor and weapons, on the lookout for any threat while we are open to attack without our walls.

Soon, everything was collected and everyone was ready. Almost 300 players and just as many skeleton guards in a huge caravan of muscle and bone.

Although still not a hue guild, and barely making a name for ourselves, the stunt we are pulling today will make a bit of a name for ourselves, and hopefully get us some more recruits.

Soon the terrain changed from grassland to the jungle north of us, and then to a rocky wasteland, that not many people ventured into due to the tendency of getting killed in there.
Further than we were headed to the north and east, The wasteland then turned into a even more dangerous and scary swamp area that is known to have strong boss type monsters by reports from re-spawning players.

Hire crevices and cracks littered the ground and caves and tunnels fill the earth. Huge holders and rocks so big that they shoot into the shy are everywhere, giving us lookout points and also an almost endless supply of stone for building.

A clearing of rocks and crevices would become our new home.
It is the perfect place, highly defendable, hard to find, and mysterious enough to be spoken about.
The only problem was that there is already another guild here.