Gamers of the Underworld

The white horse of Great Centenarian fell to the ground. The arrow had penetrated its eye and brain, so it couldn’t be saved.

The leg of Great Centenarian was crushed underneath the white horse, the bones fractured. However, he couldn’t feel any pain since he had adjusted the pain level to zero.

He was overwhelmed by sadness as he stared at the dead horse and screamed in hopelessness. Goblins, Gnomes, and Houndhead Men fearlessly charged out, as did the Humans, Fairies, and Elves with their inferior equipment.

...

There were reflections of blades and flashes of swords.

“Swoosh!”

Great Centenarian watched his arm fly off. Despite the loss of his arm, he tried his best to slash his sword, the greedy eyes of the Gnome before him inflaming his anger.

“For Victoria City!”

Great Centenarian screamed in fury as he slashed his Greatsword, but he was unable to stop a Longsword from penetrating his Breastplate. The Gnome placed his face close to Great Centenarian and spoke hoarsely in the Underworld common language. In Gnome language, he was saying, “Gosh! My horse! Why did I kill it?”

“D*mn!” Great Centenarian could only scream at the Gnome called btkangren. Before he could spit at btkangren, his strength faded, and he lost consciousness...

Ten minutes later, there was a post on the forum titled:

[This is war!]

“I am Great Centenarian, a member of higher management in the Hoodlum Yoga Association Guild. I feel indignant about being ambushed by the scum of Eternal Kingdom!

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We are facing the same threat from the Ogres, and we should be united, but you killed my horse! You dared to kill my horse!

We, the Hoodlum Yoga Association, formally declare war on the Eternal Kingdom Faction! We will form a team to kill off all of the Darting Birds! Wait for your deaths, as well as the deaths of your birds! We’ll crush your Houndheads!

Killing members of the opposite faction will yield equipment. I know this because all of my equipment is gone.

I won’t say anymore, as I am going into the game to rob them of their equipment!”

Besides the post by Great Centenarian, there were other posts that were highly provocative.

The first contact between the two factions was like igniting a barrel of explosives, which ended in a massive explosion.

“They are a warmongering race. Are they also that aggressive in the otherworld?” Sherlock asked curiously as he looked at the discussion forum that was filled with accusations and declarations of war.

“In the otherworld, they have exterminated millions of animals and conducted racial massacres. They have had two World Wars, and then with two explosions, their history became a history of war. They enjoy war, so it’s not too far off to describe them as war-like,” Bru replied quickly.

“But most importantly, in this game, they are free from all restraints. Instead of sitting down and negotiating or holding hands merrily, they prefer to hack, kill, and pillage. This kind of brutal game is much more attractive.”

Sherlock nodded. “Yes, from the large number of war-themed computer games, they do seem to like conflict.”

He then said, “Let them have more opportunities for entertainment. It will save me some money too. I will provide an avenue, one that is similar to an arena to promote their conflict, a place they can hone their combat skills and entertain themselves at the same time. It’s perfect.”

“They can submit any looted equipment to us for rewards since they can’t use their enemies’ equipment anyway. Then, we’ll transport them back to the Surface World and put them on sale! Let them construct a fortified outpost before launching an attack on the Ogres. The mission will follow the plan that we discussed before,” Sherlock ordered.

Bru quickly replied, “Lord Sherlock, your plan is flawless!”

Eggface was behind them typing furiously. He was chatting with the gamers who were complaining or giving suggestions.

Eggface frowned, deeply focused as he typed on the keyboard. He had been working diligently for the past few days.

Sherlock was pleased. He felt he had enriched Eggface’s childhood.

...

Lancelot felt that he was going crazy. He had agreed to Duchess Lilo’s mission to follow the gamers through the Teleport Portal to visit the Underworld!

He saw legendary strange creatures like Dire Wolves, Underground Spiders, the green-skinned Goblins, Gnomes, and Houndhead Men. He could even hear the roars of the Ogres coming from the large Fortress.

Lancelot felt that he was insane!

“Ah, this is miraculous, it’s God’s gift!”

Grand Priest Baldhead looked impassioned as he stood before Lancelot. He gazed at Lancelot and said, “It’s God’s will to let them destroy evil! We are counting the days to the end of the Devil!”

Grand Priest Baldhead muttered and prayed before leaving. Lancelot could no longer treat Grand Priest Baldhead like a nutcase. He could no longer rebuke Grand Priest Baldhead’s words after witnessing the half-naked Humans, Fairies, and Elves charging at the opposite outpost while screaming things like “Kill Eternal Kingdom!”, “For the equipment!”, and “For the Holy Lord! For the unified quadratic equations!”

Perhaps it really was God’s will!

...

Peasant held a shield and screamed as he charged at the Humans. As a Houndhead Man, his constitution was slightly inferior to Humans, but his equipment and rich combat experience gave him an edge.

The enemy was a female Human armed with a bow and a quiver full of arrows, though she wasn’t wearing any armor since she was worried about losing her equipment if she perished. She released an arrow with her eyes closed, making no attempt to aim. Since she was being targeted by one of the Famous Five, Peasant, she had to flee immediately!

Shooting the arrow was only to slow down Peasant’s pace.

It was of no use, though, because a Gnome assassin covered with gray cloth was laying an ambush behind her.

When the female Human ran, she saw the moving gray cloth and the green words, “Valiant BurningChestHair” and “Pioneer Alliance”.

Behind her, Peasant was hot on her heels, so she had nowhere to run. She shouted at BurningChestHair in the Surface World common language, “D*mn! ChestHair, are you trying to crack me up? I’m going to capture a screenshot and post it on the forum!”

BurningChestHair couldn’t understand what she was blabbering about. He held his breath, about to execute a series of stealth attacks!

He grabbed some dust in his hand as he peered out from two small holes. He noticed she was coming closer and aiming at him, which meant that he had been discovered!

BurningChestHair tossed his gray cloth while dodging to his left as she released her arrow. That was her blind spot, so she couldn’t possibly hit... Pfff!

An arrow landed on BurningChestHair’s chest. The female Archer didn’t expect to hit the bullseye. The arrow was slanted and off-target when she released it, but BurningChestHair seemed to have caught the arrow when he rolled.

BurningChestHair frowned. This female Archer wasn’t as simple as she looked!

“Lightning Dash!” he shouted as he grasped his two Daggers and charged at the Archer. While she was frantically reloading her bow, BurningChestHair threw his gray cloth over and shouted, “Blinding move!”

BurningChestHair leaped into the air and elbowed the Archer in the chest.

“Neck twist!”

He landed on the ground. To prevent her from escaping, he lifted his leg to the height of her knees and said, “Leg kick!”

Then, he rolled on the ground to her exposed side and stabbed at her.

“Backstabbing!”

Good! It was his final move!

BurningChestHair focused his attention, grasping his Daggers tightly. He aimed at her kidney and was about to—

“Swoosh!”

An arrow penetrated the throat of the female Archer, who struggled before collapsing to the ground. Then, her body disintegrated into Mana particles before vanishing.

“What are you doing, ChestHair? Why the drama? Are there such skills? I haven’t heard of them before.”

An ugly Gnome, Sylvanas, who was dressed in a heroic Ranger costume, stood on a nearby slope and said to BurningChestHair, “Your drama is giving me chills.”

“Wah! Vanas! You stole my prize!”

BurningChestHair waved his Daggers and protested against Sylvanas.

Arthur walked over and checked the Short Bow and Arrows on the ground. NotWearingPants glanced at the loot and said, “Ah, it’s Ordinary White Equipment. The quality is trash.”

“Victoria City has just started developing. What can you expect for their equipment?”

Sylvanas put away her Short Bow. As she walked over, she was befuddled and shouted, “Gosh! Honor Points?”