Rioneed: VRMMORPG

Chapter 384: 384

Ibro then took out one of his storage rings and then extracted huge numbers of the runes he made before from it. 

Each rune was a deadly bomb that could clear the area for tens of kilometers. He intended to keep them for later, but he had no such choice now. He said to his system:

'I will throw the bombs away using my sword strikes; you need to keep the link between them and me active. Once they reach a suitable distance, detonate them.'

The system asked with confusion:

'Won't you detonate them around the edge of this pit?'

'No, if we did that, more demons will keep pouring from this damn world. We need to cut that supply route first so we can secure a foothold for our armies.'

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Ibro didn't waste time as he threw all the runes he had high in the air. He then used his huge swords like huge clubs and directed them to hit one rune at a time. 

He mimicked an old sport he saw in a documentary video once in his past life on Earth, which was called baseball sport. His swords acted perfectly as clubs by using their wide side of the blade to hit these runes. 

Each rune moved with great speed in an unstoppable momentum to disappear into the horizon within seconds. 

Ibro left the mission of detonating these runes to his system as he was immersed in sending all these runes into different directions. 1000 runes were hit in less than 10 minutes with comparable speed. 

It didn't take minutes for a huge explosion to occur at the far horizon, as a huge cloud of smoke and dust appeared from there. 

This explosion was followed by a second, and a third, and so on till all the 1000 runes were detonated at the same time. The whole world was ruled by a scary silence, as Ibro knew this was the calm before the storm.

'Keep absorbing energy and summoning my dragons without stop. Every ten times you summon dragons, summon liches five times. Go by this rhythm until the effects of my runes end.'

The system didn't speak for a moment before asking:

'What about you?'

Ibro looked to the horizon where a veil of bright white light emanated from the places of his detonated runes, coalesced together, and then started to cover the whole world. 

In a matter of seconds, everything around Ibro vanished as only that bright white light remained. Ibro closed his eyes and used his divine sense to see.

'I will kill them all.'

Ibro then moved, depended upon his divine sense, he began to target the places where endless demons were clustered. His strikes came silently like a death reaper and killed them all. 

Ibro was like a messenger of death, any place he visited was left void of any life. In moments after he left, these places would be filled with his dragons or liches, that started to summon skeletons non-stop. 

The runes usual effect would last for nearly one hour, but this in case of detonating a single rune. 

So, his runes lasted for nearly six hours straight, during which he managed to kill most of the demons, he summoned huge numbers of dragons and liches. 

In addition to the success of his skeleton legions to cross the pit obstacle and push the battle frontlines a few miles backward away from the edges. 

When the world regained its usual environment, the situation on all fronts had changed and things began to be in Ibro's favor. 

But, he didn't feel any excitation, though, as his enemy was well prepared for him in a way that exceeded his wildest expectations. This time, the enemy wasn't just using brute force, but it was using tactics. 

At any war, strategy always won force, and Ibro lacked any good strategists to his side. He missed Froki much at this time, but he had to adapt alone and find a way out of his enemy's traps. 

Ibro then watched from high up the ongoing war that was very brutal everywhere. His constant stream of skeletons helped to move the frontline backward at a constant pace. 

Ibro recalled the size of the Apidon world, which was the only gate world he had a clear view of. That Apidon world was so massive that it would take years to cover it once. 

But, there were many cities there, like Shonty city, so this world should also have cities. He didn't expect to find high walls, massive cities waiting for him, as he knew what he would find was just rudimentary villages, but he had to find them first. 

He intended to free the villages and let some of the players live here. He didn't have the luxury to build these villages on his own, so he needed to find others to help him. 

Players were his best option for now, but he had first to find these villages before sending for players to come here. 

He had billions of former players, or NPCs under his command now, so he intended to scatter them over the villages he conquered.

'Resume summoning liches and dragons, 50-50.'

'...'

Ibro had already depleted more than half of his soul energy by his previous craziness, but he had to do so to ensure his armies had a chance. 

The battles started to take the usual shape like the war at his worlds, endless streams of demons were facing endless legions of skeletons. 

Ibro didn't find the need for his presence here, so he decided to let the dragons and liches take over the command here while he started to fly away. 

He used his utmost speed as he wasn't concerned by wasting his time killing these minions. He had to draw a rough map of this place, so he could direct his armies more efficiently. 

Walking blindfolded in the enemy territory was like a death sentence to anyone, so he needed to see first then kill later. In the next few hours, he didn't see anything except an endless ocean of demons.