Villain Ch 244. Kill List
After the talk ended, Allen's eyes fixed on the holographic list of players hovering in front of him. It was the reason he couldn't just dive straight into the equipment quest. Everything on that material list had specific requirements, and he needed to find players who fit those specifications. It wasn't as simple as slaying any craftsman for a Heart of Craftsman. This coveted item could only be obtained by taking down a craftsman who had crafted a minimum of five armor sets or weapons. And to make matters even trickier, he couldn't just go around killing the same player repeatedly. He needed to eliminate at least five different players to get what he wanted.
Allen's brow furrowed as he scrolled through the names on the list. It was a daunting task, no doubt. Some players had reached unimaginable levels of skill, while others were known for their money.
"This won't be easy…" Allen muttered to himself, his voice filled with a mix of determination and trepidation. He recognized a few familiar names, like Mac and Greg. But even among them, he noticed other names that rang a bell—a signal that these players were legends in the world of pro gaming.
Two of them were rich players. He'd crossed paths with them a few times before, in-game of course. These were the types who preferred the peaceful route, content with leveling up, grinding for rare loot, and amassing a fortune. Sure, they enjoyed some PvP action, but they were the patient kind who waited until they had reached the pinnacle of their power before diving into battle. Messing with them could easily land him in hot water.
Then there were the other five, the pros of the virtual world, the ones who had honed their skills to perfection. Allen had encountered them in previous games, sometimes as teammates, other times as foes. They were cut from the same cloth as he and Elio, those who sought the thrill of competition and the rush of victory. Facing off against them was no joke.
As Allen scrolled through the list, a grin tugged at the corners of his mouth. It was like revisiting a virtual hall of fame. These were the players who pushed the limits, who strived for greatness, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement at the thought of crossing swords with them once more.
Apart from showing the player's name, the list also showed the location, a guide to their whereabouts. Killing them in the city walls was out of the question, so Allen had to bide his time, patiently waiting for them to venture out into the fields or hunt.
Allen felt a tap on his shoulder, and he turned to see Jane standing there, a mischievous glint in her eyes. Her voice rang out from his side, making him shift his attention to the screen in front of her.
"That looks tough," she remarked, her gaze locked on the holographic display.
Allen chuckled and nodded. "Did you guys get the same thing?" he asked, curiosity piqued as he glanced at Jane.
She grinned and nodded, opening up her own hologram screen and showcasing the items they needed to collect.
Allen took a quick glance at Jane's hologram screen and scanned the list of items she needed to collect. "That looks better," he commented, relieved that he didn't spot any pro players on her list.
Jane grinned and nodded, her excitement evident. She pointed at a specific name on her list. "Yes! I even got Yora on my list," she exclaimed, her voice filled with a mix of anticipation and curiosity..
Larissa approached them. She had a playful sparkle in her eyes as she joined the conversation. "Hmm, necromancer versus healer. Now, that's something I'd love to see," she remarked with a hint of excitement in her voice.
Zoe decided to inject some lighthearted humor. With a mischievous grin, she playfully warned them, "Beware the white knights! If you try to kill her, they will bite you! Woof! Woof!" Her words were followed by a burst of laughter, filling the air with an infectious energy.
Allen couldn't help but chuckle at Zoe's comment.
"Should I accompany you? It doesn't seem safe for you to go hunting alone," he offered Jane, his voice filled with genuine worry.
Jane flashed him a confident smile, oozing with a hint of mischief. "Don't worry, Allen. I have my undead army ready to back me up," she reassured him, her voice dripping with self-assurance.
Shea chimed in with a practical suggestion. "Since we each have our own targets, shall we split up first?" she proposed, her voice filled with a sense of efficiency.
With a nod of agreement, Allen responded, "I think that's a good plan. But remember, if you need help, don't hesitate to reach out through private chat." He emphasized. A split-second decision could mean the difference between victory and defeat, every second counted.
"Got it," said Jane with a grin.
"Also." Allen couldn't help but smirk as an idea formed in his mind. "Let's approach this like an assassination mission," he suggested, his voice laced with a hint of mischief. "Just kill them as fast as we can and leave."
A mischievous glint appeared in Vivian's eyes as she chimed in, "What about Bella and Alice? "she reminded them of their absence. "We need to inform them about our quest."
Shea stepped up and offered her assistance. "I'll text them before I go for my quest," she said, her fingers already tapping away on her virtual keyboard, sending them a private message. She would also send them a real message from her phone later. She was the reason why they were off after all.
"Thank you, Shea," said Allen.
As the group exchanged amused glances, Vivian couldn't hide her excitement and exclaimed, "Okay, this quest is going to be epic!" Her excitement was infectious, fueling the anticipation that filled the air.
"Nah, this quest is going to be a bloody one," he corrected her.
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