Dozens of chat messages were popping up by the second.
I took my eyes off the guild chat window and looked around again.
Approximately 14,000 masters had joined this surprise event.
With all the airships mobilized, there were over 25,000.
Mobius opened the Dimensional City content for low-level masters.
The raid alone had been opened. Hence, almost all masters above level 40 capable of operating airships were here. The number of participants kept increasing.
Of course, regardless of the generous participation rewards, contribution rewards were unparalleled.
To obtain them, rankers had grouped separately and were leading the charge.
To prevent any oblivious players from stealing the final hit.
“Such a crowd... I’ve never seen anything like this, even in Muryeon.”
Wiryung commented as she looked around.
I twirled my fingers on the deck.
A signal to retreat. The Lusette airship began moving to the rear of the strike force.
“Tell them I have pressing matters. No need to step up.”
Yurnet’s voice cut off.
‘Not participating in this event.’
It was a no-loss choice for Niflheimr.
Even looking at the reward item list, nothing particularly stood out.
‘Fighting rankers head-on for ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) first place?’
Nonsense.
The ranker fleets here were just a drop in the bucket.
They wouldn’t bring their real forces to such events.
The fleets blocking the front were at best their second-string.
‘Naturally.’
This event didn’t feature any extremely rare materials.
Perhaps Mobius lacked the time to prepare thoroughly. Thus, rankers didn’t feel the need to waste expensive resources by deploying high-tier fleets.
Still, this event seemed to have the highest participation across all raid events.
Over 20,000 masters were on the channel. No part of the sky was free of airships.
Compared to the 7th Festa, which had at most 1,000 participants, the difference was staggering.
[Event waiting time has ended.]
[Masters, please wait! The surprise event ‘El Cid Raid’ is about to begin.]
[Participation and withdrawal from the raid are possible at any time, but rewards may be limited accordingly. For detailed reward information and distribution methods, click ‘here’.]
A notification appeared on Anytng’s control screen.
An announcement signaling the event’s start.
[Warning!]
[Warning!]
[Warning!]
[Warning!]
[Warning!]
A five-tier warning message indicating a top-tier threat.
Following that, the event mission window popped up.
[Special Event]
[Event Type – Raid]
[Event Objective – Defeat the ranker ‘El Cid’ disrupting Mobius’ order!]
I narrowed my eyes.
Beyond the countless airships filling the sky.
A small airship, no larger than a dinghy, was flying toward us.
Atop that airship.
[Danger!]
[Conqueror of Fate]
[Laskanda El Sid Lv.658]
A young man in a gray wolf fur coat stood on the deck, overlooking the raid party.
“A lot of you have gathered.”
Though it was a soft murmur, his voice echoed across the entire field.
A light smile spread across the young man’s lips.
“Long time no see, my friend.”
Amidst the countless airships.
Laskanda’s gaze locked precisely onto where I was.
“No one else ever listened to me properly except you. It feels like just yesterday. You’ve grown splendidly.”
The young man spoke, looking at me.
Tens of thousands of eyes turned toward me.
...Are you crazy?!
You say that here?
“Sorry, but...”
Laskanda shifted his gaze to the numerous fleets in front of him and began to speak.
“I have one last thing to do. If you don’t want to die, step aside.”
Of course, the airships pointed their cannons at him instead of replying.
“I knew it wouldn’t work.”
Laskanda scratched his head with a bitter expression.
A voice from the elite fleet echoed across the field.
The one who had instructed lower-level masters to stay back.
Simultaneously, the cannons began to ignite. They were preparing to fire.
“Alone, you say.”
Laskanda murmured with a regretful expression.
“Unfortunately... I am not alone.”
As soon as he finished speaking,
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The leading fleet fired a first volley.
Hundreds of shells flew toward Laskanda’s airship.