Lilim Heritage Online - Chapter 209 Eeny, Meeny, Miny, Moe

Chapter 209 – Eeny, Meeny, Miny, Moe

[You know that the hardcore server is an alternate reality, right?]

“More like an alternate universe, yes.”

[Don’t kill all bosses too fast. For now, concentrate on getting stronger.]

“What about your server? Are you in trouble?”

[I’m fine, but I’m worried about Natalie. She has been killing bosses left and right, and she should have been in a similar situation as mine.]

Misha finally recalled Natalie’s words.

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This was something that Misha had neglected. Now that Sasha reminded her of it, she worried about Natalie.

“Is there anything I can do to help her and you?”

[If you want to help us, create a guild ASAP and pull me to your server before my town gets overrun by monsters. The players here won’t last very long, and I expect that I can survive for a week in-game at best.]

Sasha reminded Misha that only 5-Star Guilds could summon guild members from other sub servers into their own server, which would allow Sasha and Natalie to escape from the predicament.

“The monsters are that strong?”

[They’re not too strong, but there are too many. I can’t kill every monster alone. The players on my server are mostly FTP players, and their average level is about 100. They can’t fight those 3000+ power properly.]

The situation was bad. It seemed that progressing too fast could sabotage their entire server.

“Have you killed all the bosses?”

[No, I killed two. But once the second apostle went down, the first event occurred immediately without the 10-day waiting time, and Meimei shortened her invasion schedule by 15 days.]

Misha recalled that Moo had slain the Black Slime King or something, but she did not pay attention to the details.

However, Misha panicked and did not check the logs. She thought that her server might be in a tough spot had she killed another boss.

Therefore, she planned to delay her boss hunt schedule and allow the players to raise their strengths first.

“I’ll focus on establishing our guild now. Please take care.”

[Ah, you too. Do you want me to warn your girlfriend, or do you want me to warn her yourself.]

“I’ll warn her.”

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After warning Shurka not to kill too many field bosses on her server, Misha flew to Roper Island, planning to clean the area for her guild establishment.

Upon arrival, she saw the group of INWTRUE parties, who were busy killing the ropers and harvesting their juices.

Misha overheard their conversation.

“Hey, isn’t this place good for farming drops and japtems? Their carcass and semen are expensive.”

“True. We should make this place ours and place our guild on the island.”

“Nemo, should we consult this with the executives?”

Nemo Whale, the leader of this group, was chatting with his superiors and asked about the guild matters. He turned to his crew after he had heard the question.

“Roman said that someone had bought the deed of this island. Some of the deeds and rights are multi-server, so we can’t erect our guild headquarters here.”

“Do you even need a land deed in this game?”

“Yes, we do. Without a deed, we can’t construct a base. It’s a restriction to limit players not to build something and claim the lands theirs. Well, it’s fair, TBH.”

“Can we buy the deed from the player that bought it? Does Roman know the buyer?”

“Probably not. Well, we can go back and ask the NPC.”

“Can’t we just crowd the island and occupy it this way? Even if the buyer comes, he won’t be able to do anything to us. Well, it’s not like he is in our server, right?”

“Hahaha! That’s right. We own this place!”

The group continued to talk about how they could find a place to settle their guild buildings. However, they did not forget to include this island as their gold mine.

Misha got annoyed that someone tried to steal her private island.

‘Oh, come on! Do you think you can mess around in my turf!?’

She wanted to shoot several fireballs at these people to wipe them out right away.

Unfortunately, she did not want to take risks of lowering her karma as it was difficult to raise.

She glanced at her current karma.

6,120

Then, she looked at the players below.

Out of 40 players in Nemo’s group, 35 of them had green names, which indicated that they had positive karma. On the other hand, the other five had grey names as they had lower karma than Misha.

Green indicated that the player had more karma than Misha. Attacking someone with a green name, and Misha would be flagged as a criminal. On the contrary, Misha could attack grey name players without a penalty.

It was a feature of her subclass.

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An ordinary clown brings people joy, laughter, and happiness. A mental clown brings society chaos, agony, and despair. Well, we’re not some average clowns, aren’t we?

A novice clown of the underworld is a seed of chaos in society. This occupation gives you advantages in getting into somebody’s head. Manipulating, conning, deceiving, and sowing chaos while getting away from the authority is the weapon of this class.

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Increase INT permanently by 3 upon each level up.

Increase WIS permanently by 2 upon each level up.

Unlock a new passive skill, [Puppeteer Mastery]

Unlock a new passive skill, [Disguise Mastery]

Don’t get penalized when assaulted or killed someone with less karma.

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[Don’t get penalized when assaulted or killed someone with less karma.]

Those were the keywords of her advantages in PVP situations. With this perk, all player’s names had a color indicator, telling Misha which one she could kill without getting a criminal penalty.

Although her [Puppeteer Mastery] and [Disguise Mastery] did not have any use, this PVP perk advantage was enough to make the clown class a high tier class.

‘It’s still risky. Since they are in a party, the game will probably treat my attack as an illegal action against the entire group. The karma calculation is going to include the entire party’s karma instead of the individual.’

Misha was cautious. In her mind, she was not ready for an all-out war against this clan with her current karma.

She glanced at her VIP inventory, which stored many corpses of monsters from the close-beta.

‘It’s time to sell this to the Parthenon. I want to keep this as a back-up fund, but I guess I have to cash in right now.’

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Misha returned to the Parthenon again. This time, she dumped all the high-level corpses of close-beta fire ants and other monsters into the game for the first time.

The pile of fire ants shocked the players in the human players and evolved players in the temple as they had never seen these monsters before.

200 Fire Ant Worker Corpses

150 Fire Ant Nurse Corpses

400 Fire Ant Soldier Corpses

At first, Misha wanted to keep this to eat them later to boost her status attributes. Unfortunately, the game did not allow her to grind the status as she did in the close-beta, and all food did not increase her stats.

Thus, she resolved herself and admitted her loss.

“Itching god. I’m converting all of these into my karma and dust. Calculate for me!”

*Oh, yes*

Though reluctant, the dragonewt statue accepted Misha’s tribute and gave her the rewards.

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It seemed that the game treated each fire ant as a 20,000-power monster as the reward calculation result indicated that way.

But Misha had not finished yet. She tossed the corpse of the one-head hydra, which Maou and Thorn killed.

A giant alligator appeared in the temple, which astonished the players and the god.

*OH, YES!*

“Calculate this one, too!”

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It seemed that the alligator hydra was a 100,000-power one, which was insane.

‘How dafuq did Maou and Thorn killed it anyway!? This thing is OP!’

Misha noticed that selling a boss-type monster’s body yielded soul points as well. Although the karma and dust rewards were not as good as the previous ant corpses, the soul points could be used as a currency to buy skill books from the dragonewt statue.

She looked at her VIP inventory again.

4,995 Red Gels

19,500 Yellow Gels

49,950 Green Gels

1,049 Healing Potions (Heal 9,999 HP)

1,000 Sports Drinks (Heal 9,999 ST)

1,000 Vitamin Drinks (Heal 9,999 PF)

1,000 Lunch Boxes (Heal 9,999 HP, ST, PF) (Only usable outside combat)

500 Repair Kits

505 Resource Detectors

215 Random Teleportation Button

100 Jetpacks

100 Guild Treasure Chests (Only usable at guild hall)

20 tons of mixed monster corpses.

She tossed the remaining random monster corpses into the temple as it was the last batch. The mountain of snakes, scorpions, mutated trees, green egg monsters, zombies, and many others piled into a mountain.

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‘Looks like Maou collected a few bosses among the bunch. Well, I’ll cash all of it.’

With 37 million dust and 100k soul points, Misha was good for now.

Also, she was confident that her karma was higher than every player here.

Since there was no cap, she had a staggering 357,120 karma in her arsenal, ready for non-stop PVP actions and illegal businesses.

Misha glanced at the god statue, sneering at him.

“Now, do you think I’m still a blasphemous villain with this karma? Do you think your loyal worshipers still superior to me?”

[You are still a villain.]

“BS! I committed sins for the greater good! If you’re judging people by classification and races, you’re a hypocrite, god!”

[You are still a villain.]

Although Misha mocked the dragonewt god, she was the one that got agitated by the latter’s ignorant and prejudice. She clicked her tongue in anger and stomped out of the temple.

*Mew* (Why did you bother picking a fight with an NPC? Are you a banana?)

“Of course, I’m a banana!… Wait, don’t distract me.”

*Meh* (Let’s go. I think the NPC is repeating its preset dialogues now. No point arguing with the stupid god.)

[You are still a villain.]

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They returned to the Roper Island, where the clueless INWTRUE men were still hunting to ropers. Again, she came here without letting them detecting her presence.

She floated in mid-air and watched the people below.

Inspecting their names again, Misha smirked.

All of them had grey names instead of green names now.

“Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, kill the noobs, kill the hoes.”

*Mew* (You’re being vulgar. Which one is a hoe? I only see men.)

“If they whaler, loot ’em, though.”

*Mew* (Agreed.)

“Eeena, meena, mina, mo! Fireball!”

Misha decided her target and dropped the bomb.

*BOOM*

Explosion! 8,900!

One shot, one killed.

Coincidentally, the one who was killed was Nemo, the leader of the group.

Also, there was no penalty.

Misha laughed and threw more fireballs at the players, “THIS IS MY TURF, BITCHES!!”

All the players looked up in shock.

“Misha!”