[VRMMO] Dead One Chapter 668 - 669

"YOU FUCKING IDIOT! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!" – shouted Alamin as he completely snapped in anger at the female dragonewt player as the undead wyverns flew towards the Silver Tiger guild, forcing the female knight to quickly act and repel the undead dragons.

"HEY! WE NEED TO DEAL WITH THEM BEFORE MORE UNDEADS FIND US!" - shouted Baron as she was keeping undead occupied.

"NO!" – replied Alamin.

"WE NEED TO RUN!"

"This bastard may had seen the attack just now!"

"He maybe already coming our way!"

"Any more fighting could instead reveal more information about current location!"

"THEN MONSTERS THAT WOULD BE CHASING OUR ASSSES WOULDN'T REVEAL IT TOO?!" – said Baron as undead wyverns started swarming her.

"!"

(She is right! If we leave them…. But if we don't- FUCK! BUT IF THEN-)

"STOP SPACING OUT!" – shouted the female dragonewt player as she rushed in, stabbing one of the undead wyverns in the head with her spear.

"We need to deal with those bastards first! Then we run!"

"She is right! We need to deal with them before we can even think of running!" – said the short dark elf player as she manifested a pair of giant arms, which held in place two wyverns.

"!"

"Shit!" – said Alamin as he finally decided to draw his sword.

"…"

"…"

(Fuck. Undeads are chasing .) – thought ClownFrog as he realized that the number of undeads that were right behind him were increasing at alarming rate.

(At one point they will force to get down! But before they do, I need to at least get to-)

"!"

(DETECTION PICKED THEM UP!) – thought ClownFrog as his detection skill finally managed to get a read on Alamin's guild.

"Fuck! There! Now we run!" – said Alamin as he and his guild managed to quickly deal with undead wyverns.

"!"

"WE HAVE PROBLEM!" – said female orc player with a bow and red skin.

"My snake tiger just detected sothing!"

"Its ClownFrog!"

"!?"

(FUCK! SO, HE REALLY DID SPOTTED US?!) – thought alard Alamin.

"RUN FOR IT!" – said Alamin as his guild started running, trying to make so distance between them and ClownFrog, as the giant undead dragon was also being chased by the tomb guardians.

(Fuck! Okay! Think!) – thought Alamin as he ran.

(Currently we have a team that consist of below.)

-Mage / Swordsman – ()

-Archer/Tar – (Female orc)

-Earth mage / summoner – (Female dark elf)

-Damage dealer / Tank – (Female dragonewt)

-Pure tank – (Female Giant)

-Shaman / Druid – (Female forest elf)

(We have supports, damage dealers, scouts, tanks and monster users.)

(This is a solid line up, and the one that we can reach and beat the dungeon!)

(But to do that, we need to avoid fighting as many monsters as possible, in order to be at full power when we reach the end.)

(True, we did lost 2 of our key players.)

(One of our best healers Ami and one of our best damage dealers Amilia.)

(Losing both of them hit our chances at success by a lot.)

(But that doesn't an we are still out of the ga! We have consumable items that can sowhat work up for what we are lacking!)

(The main problem is ClownFrog!)

(He is right behind us! I can hear him fighting undeads!)

(If ClownFrog catches up to us, he will try to stall us and have the dungeon monster surround us, making sure we all die together!)

(Even worse, if the Watcher joins in as well, then our chances of survival are straight up dead!)

(We can't have EVEN a single person on our team die anymore!)

(Even a single death will hinder us way too much!) – thought Alamin as the group path was blocked by the undead elves, forcing the party to fight them in order to move forward.

"PISS OFF YA CORPSE! WE DON'T HAVE TI FOR YOU!" – shouted Baron.

(Should I use the "totem"? If I summon this thing, it should slow down ClownFrog even for few minutes!)

(But if I use it now, then our chances at succeeding will decrees way too much!) – thought Alamin as he slain a group of corrupted spirits with his unholy and holy blades, before then turning the two swords into a great sword and unleashing powerful slash that slew an undead elf knight.

"…"

"Wait, why did it stopped?" – said Alamin as he realized that the sound of explosions behind the group suddenly stopped, before monts later the ground beneath Alamin's party began shaking violently as in the very next mont, ClownFrog in his humanoid form erged from the ground via [Earth Mole] skill.

"[Art Of Death: Scream]!" – Alamin tried instantly attacking ClownFrog, but he in response used his [High Death Knight] skill, unleashing an explosive burst of necrotic energy that blew up right in the Alamin face.

"[Art Of Death: Grasp]!" – and right after knocking back Almin, ClownFrog unleashed a swarm of spectral arms, which instantly grabbed and held Alamin in place.

ClownFrog instantly rushed in, trying to use combination of the [Scythe Art: Deadly Blow] and [Death Blade: Soul Slasher], trying to cut off Alamin's head…. But right before the blade could even reach the man, a wall of earth elental summons suddenly blocked ClownFrog attack, taking on the blow themselves and giving Alamin ti to break free from the restrains.

"SHIT! Thanks!" – said Alamin as the short dark elf unleashed several more elental at the undead dragon, who just used his scythe, demolishing all of the creatures that stood in his way.

"!?"

"Wait, what the fuck?!" – said the earth mage as she tried unleashing barrage of earth spells at the ClownFrog, who just easily countered each and every single with just [Spear Art], [Death Blade] or [Scythe Art] type skills.

(Wasn't he a full-on mage?! Why is he overpowering with just pure physical skills?!) – thought the dark elf before monts later ClownFrog closed up the distance between the two, almost decapitating the dark elf, if it wasn't for Alamin quickly rushing in and knocking back ClownFrog, saving the dark elf.

"…"

"You sure you should be only paying attention to ?" – asked ClownFrog as he pointed past Alamin.

"!?"

"WHAT THE FUCK!?" – shouted the dark elf player who turned around and spotting the army of hostile undeads that were chasing after ClownFrog.

"NOW! YOU FUCKING DIE HERE!" – shouted ClownFrog as he turned into his dragon form and instantly tried crushing Alamin with his giant claws.

"Tch!"

In a mont of panic and desperation, Alamin instantly took out a totem like object made out of wood, depicting a dragon-like creature.

"!?"

As ClownFrog claws ca down, a burst of light suddenly stopped his claws, before then knocking them back.

"…"

"More fucking trinkets!" – said ClownFrog as he saw a giant dragon-like creature with extrely wide limbs standing between him and Alamin.

[Totem Dragon Idol]

[Rarity: Unique]

[Upon use, transform the Dragon Idol into its true form, a summoned creature that will fight for you for limited amount of ti, but does not requite user any form of energy to be maintained.]

[The summoned creature specialist in both offensives and defensive battles, possessing multiple skills which fits both of these categories.]

[The summon can be canceled, turning the idol back its item form.]

[If the monster is completely destroyed, the item version will also suffer a complete destruction.]

(A dragon? How the hell he summoned it?) – thought ClownFrog before unleashing his breath attack at the creature, forcing it to use [Fan Shield] with its arms, setting up a defense which sowhat blocked the undead dragon's attack.

"!?"

(He blocked it?!) – thought surprised ClownFrog.

"TOTEM DRAGON IDOL!" – shouted Alamin as he held a totem like object in his hand.

"STOP HIM IN PLACE!" – shouted Alamin as his party started running, trying to go past ClownFrog who instantly fired off a blast of fire, which was blocked by the dragon construct wide arm.

"…"

(Do you really fucking think you are the only ones with good items?!) – thought ClownFrog as he took a sphere like object and threw them far away, before monts later the object burst out, unleashing a wave of giant thorn vines, which instantly ford a wall, blocking Alamin's party entire path forward.

[Pocket Thorns]

"!?"

"What with the surprised fucking faces?!" – asked ClownFrog.

"Did you forgotten that the best craftsman in the entire ga is part of my guild?!"

"Of fucking course I have so items made personally from her, beside the entire equipnt I'm wearing!"

"IT SHOULD BE FUCKING OBVIOUS THAT I HAD SOTHING THAT I COULD USE AT ANY MONT THAT WASN'T A FUCKING SKILL!"

"[Demonic Blade: Unholy Purge]!" – Alamin even without listening to the ClownFrog words instantly went on the offensive, unleashing a great sword covered in the demonic energy at the wall of thorns…. Dealing damage and chopping off parts of it, but not completely destroying the entire wall.

"!?"

(What the fuck?!) – thought Alamin.

"IT WON'T FUCKING WORK!" – shouted ClownFrog as he blasted away the summoned dragon while the army of undeads were making their way towards the entire group.

"YOU FUCKED WITH FOR THE LAST TI, ALAMIN!"

"AND THIS TI, I WILL MAKE SURE YOU WILL SUFFER ENOUGH SO YOU WON'T EVER DARE TO EVEN BARK AT !"