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Chapter 77: Guild war [5]

Chapter 77: Guild war [5]

"This is the plan..."

Noah took a deep breath. "We’ll split up and strike from the shadows".

He looked at Aria, then Genevieve. "I’ll like to call the 2 of you the unstoppable and the immovable object. I want to both of you to team up; Aria you as the executioner, while Genevieve will keep you alive".

"Try to stay below 10% HP". He chuckled before looking at Genevieve. "And Vivi, try to keep her alive at below 10% HP".

"..."

They stared at him speechlessly.

Noah continued, looking at Benjamin and Caleb. "While Aria and Vivi teams up, the both of you will also team up".

"The both of you have always been good together, even in the pro scene, surely you can do it against players in the game".

"Also," he focused on Benjamin. "Use that Element of Surprise right. I’ve always believed in your jokes man, go out there and put those pun jokes to use!"

Benjamin shuddered. "This...," his lips curled into a crazy grin. "Hahaha, Noah you shameless bastard, you know all my idiot buttons!"

"Hahaha, I’ll do it though!"

"Let’s go pun-crazy!" He grinned.

"This is it?" Aria looked at him.

Noah smiled at her. "I’ll be going solo. Because if I am going to be Lord Doom, then I have to be everywhere and nowhere at once".

He gesticulated, counting with his fingers. "Split up and strike from the shadows, lure groups into dead zones and ambush them with terrain kills".

"Turn their own formations against them by targeting their supports, leave false trials and attack from unpredictable angles. The Canyon of Ruins is big enough".

"Spread misinformation in enemy chat to cause confusion".

"And lastly," he looked at his teammates. "Let’s create the illusion that there are more than just five of us".

"..."

"..."

".....!"

Silence reigned as the 4 others processed what they just heared.

Genevieve’s eyes widened as she processed the plan. "Spread misinformation? That’s..."

Caleb smirked. "Absolutely disgusting".

Aria’s lips curled. "Completely underhanded".

Benjamin laughed, slapping his knee. "Downright evil! But bastard, I love it!"

Noah’s smirk sharpened. "Then let’s go".

And with that, they vanished into the Canyon of Ruins.

Once again, the real war had just begun, but that wasn’t enough.

While the others left hiding to engage the army already, Noah stayed in the dark. This was because he needed a wildcard.

And he knew exactly where to find one.

[Private Message to Nightingale:]

*Noah: I finally need your help.

*Nightingale: Oh? So even the great Lord Doom knows when to call for backup? I’m honored.

*Noah: Spare me the theatrics. I need you to spread misinformation into the enemy chat.

Silence.

Clearly, Nightingale was thrown off balance by that.

*Nightingale: Seriously? I mean, oh ho? Interesting. You’re confident this is possible?

*Noah: For some reason, yeah. Something tells me you have influence in ways I don’t fully understand. And I don’t care how you do it, I just need chaos in their ranks.

Nightingale: Hah! If I hadn’t confirmed you were God Noah, I’ll really think you’re an imposter right now. How shameless!

Noah: All is fair in love and war. I do whatever it required to win.

Noah: So?

Nightingale: I love it, I’m in.

A moment after...

[Private Message: Nightingale to Thalia, Freeman, Walter]

*Nightingale: Boys and girls, we have a job.

And just like that, the dirtiest psychological warfare in Warstar’s history was about to begin.

...

In the Canyon of Ruins, there were a lot of places to hide and lay ambush.

So when Noah and his teammates suddenly disengaged, retreating due to the pressure from them, Night Razor ordered the army not to be impulsive and hasty, taking a careful and measured approach.

This approach allowed Noah to come up with his devious plan.

As soon as Noah finalized his plan, even as his teammates were already moving to execute it, they all understood what this meant.

This was beyond difficult.

This was a suicidal strategy that demanded perfection every step of the way. One mistake, one misstep, and it was all over.

But they weren’t scared. Rather, they relished the challenge.

Aria cracked her knuckles, grinning. "Finally, a real challenge".

Genevieve signed, adjusting her staff. "Noah and his ridiculous plans..., will this really work?"

Aria didn’t answer, only decisively leading the war forward.

Another phase of the war already began.

...

While Noah and his went ahead, about to execute chaos back to the suddenly cohesive army, Nightingale and his crew worked from the shadows.

Nightingale, Thalia, Freeman, and Walter were not just famous musicians, they were masters of influence.

And influence, in a war like this, was a weapon.

Step 1 in Nightingale’s plan was creating a web of lies.

He didn’t just spread random misinformation though, rather, he crafted a story. He had Thalia infiltrate the enemy’s general guild chats with well-placed insider leaks.

There were few things in the world that money can’t buy.

And money? Nightingale had a ton of it.

Buying accounts in the middle of a war, even high-level account holding top positions in top guilds could be bought. With the right price, anything could be purchased.

Freeman and Walter posed as anonymous tipsters, feeding commanders fake intel about Noah’s supposed hidden reinforcements.

Nightingale himself worked on demoralization, planting fabricated messages from defecting players about how hopeless this battle really was.

It was an insidious process, slow and damaging.

But the effects showed.

The enemy’s communication channels became a mess.

Where was Lord Doom?

Who was fighting where?

Did he really have more reinforcements?

Did other players really have the confidence to oppose so many top guilds allying together?

Or... were their own people betraying them?!

Uncertainty, then slight panic.

Sensing the panic, Nightingale struck while the iron was still hot to amplify it. Next, he and his crew weaponized real-time battle confusion.

Noah and his team already started acting, like untraceable ghosts striking much more insidiously now.

And every time Noah and his team struck, hitting from the shadows, using terrain, picking off key players, Nightingale’s crew twisted the narrative.

~----~

*It’s not just five of them! There are more! They have allies!

*Those guys from Cyber Crew killed me just now! Are they turning on us?! You bastards! I thought we were fighting together!

*What bullshit! People from my guild didn’t kill anybody!

*What?! Why’d you kill me?!

*You killed my people first!

*Retreat! We’re getting flanked!

*What?!

*Our formations are compromised! Someone leaked our strategy! F*ck! Who’s doing this?!

~----~

The enemy army, once a mighty cohesive force started hesitating, second-guessing.

Night Razor was sharp. He saw the cracks early, he was trying to deduce the origin already, create an algorithm to troubleshoot the problem.

But then, it was spiraling too fast, out of his control.

Some began retreating out of fear.

Some started accusing each other of betrayal, starting brawls immediately.

Some just froze, unsure of what was real anymore.

And in a battlefield where hesitation meant death, Noah and his team capitalized, like experienced hitmen with 10,000 kill count each.

Aria and Genevieve became an unkillable duo, Aria butchering squads while Genevieve denied death itself.

Benjamin and Caleb on another side turned every narrow pathway into a death trap, elemental destruction forcing panicked players into perfect ambushes.

Noah? He was everywhere and nowhere.

Assassinating commanders, breaking formations, striking fear...

Insidious, like a drug, poisonous like a snake’s venom.