An unprecedented dungeon takeover incident that occurred simultaneously with the release of a new dungeon.
The infamous guild alliance ‘Blood Alliance’ took over the field dungeon ‘Temple of El Rael’. The dungeon entrance was blocked in all channels, and most users were unable to even enter.
Naturally, users protested to the game company Napalm. There was a flood of complaints asking for a solution to this situation.
The development team in charge of Wings Online immediately went into an emergency meeting.
“The community is in uproar, bro. Why are you just sitting back and watching napalm?”
“GM Dungchi, who is also the QA team leader and GM representative, said, wiping his swollen forehead.
“No, this isn’t an early 2000s game, and field control in this day and age… … If we don’t stop this, we’re going to be in big trouble.”
“… … .”
Mincheol remained silent.
Other employees expressed their opinions one after another.
“I also think this is a situation that requires intervention.”
“No matter how much Wings Online’s operating principle is ‘if possible, don’t touch it,’ this is way over the line.”
“Right now it’s just a deviation by some users, but if we help this, we’ll all get cursed at, right?”
“We will discipline and penalize the users who caused the issue, and normalize the dungeon… … .”
Mincheol, who had been listening quietly, finally opened his mouth.
“What are you going to base your punishment on?”
“yes?”
“It’s all within the game system. I haven’t broken any of the terms.”
PK, notoriety, user-to-user collision physics system… … .
All of this was provided by Wings Online. The blood oath’s outburst may have been a ‘bad’ thing, but it was not a ‘forbidden’ thing.
“but!”
“Are you going to just sit back and watch this happen?”
“This is not a normal situation!”
“… … .”
Mincheol, who had been lost in thought, waved his hand.
“But I’ll leave it alone. It was intentionally made into a field dungeon instead of an instance so that users would clash with each other.”
All the other employees’ faces turned pale.
Mincheol continued speaking.
“We won’t intervene. Let’s just wait and see how things unfold.”
“But, if we continue like this, the game’s image will be ruined?!”
“This isn’t a game problem, it’s the users who are causing the problem. So let the users solve it.”
Mincheol smiled meaningfully.
“Let’s believe in the power of users.”
* * *
Fierce battles took place in the temple of El Rael day after day.
Even if it was a single server, it was divided into several channels, and even though the blood alliance’s forces were strong, the defense of all channels could not be perfect.
In addition, additional dungeon entrances were discovered one after another. Users formed parties and attacked weakly defended areas one after another.
There were daily fights between the blood alliance that tried to block entry into the dungeon and the regular users who tried to enter.
However, while the Blood Alliance had a clear focal point and was prepared for long-term battles, the general users had an unclear focal point and their will to fight was not that high.
To begin with, the Temple of El Rael was end content. It was a dungeon that only the most advanced high-level users would aim for.
Most of the general users were now farming items in the ‘Fallen Sand Palace’.
As the conflict between the blood alliance and regular users began to die down, something strange happened.
The blood alliance began to recruit general users.
“Isn’t there any reason for us to fight like this among ourselves?”
After inviting several guild masters from the raid guilds that were fighting the blood alliance the most fiercely.
Oldman, clad in a gleaming golden armor, grinned and said, “He had already equipped himself with all the gear he could farm in El Rael’s temple.
“I will allow anyone to freely use this dungeon, as long as they agree to one condition.”
All the guild masters gathered there frowned.
“One condition?”
“What the heck is that?”
“It’s very simple.”
Oldman grinned and spread his arms.
“You can join the guild under our blood alliance.”
“What… … !”
“Are you telling me to go under you guys now?!”
The enraged guild masters rose from their seats, but Oldman remained calm.
“Don’t get excited, think calmly.”
“… … !”
“Aren’t you guys tired enough from the fighting that’s been going on for the past few days? You haven’t been able to farm items properly, and you’re probably spending a lot of money on potions, resurrection scrolls, and consumables.”
It was exactly as Oldman said.
Most users were completely unfamiliar with this type of user conflict situation.
The battle was long, tedious, and without a clear conclusion. The front lines were advancing and retreating, and the interior of El Rael’s temple had not yet been properly explored.
On the other hand, the Blood Alliance was originally a guild specializing in conflict.
They were seasoned raiders who controlled dungeons and trampled on enemy guilds in countless online games. They knew what kind of outcome such a fight would eventually lead to.
“I’m not asking you to get down on the floor and lick my feet. I’m just asking you to join a huge guild alliance called the Blood Alliance.”
Oldman continued speaking softly.
“Then you don’t have to fight anymore. You can use the dungeon freely right away, and I will also share the inside hunting strategy. If necessary, I will also provide consumables and equipment.”
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“… … .”
The guild masters quickly looked at each other.
For the past few months, the Blood Alliance has monopolized first kills in almost every dungeon in Wings Online. Not only that, but as a single force, they were overwhelmingly large.
If you can’t beat them, join them.
This famous phrase from the soccer world flashed through the minds of the guild masters.
Temptation is easy and strong.
“Become my comrade and share in the glory together, or become my enemy and be destroyed forever… … Now, choose.”
One of the guild masters chuckled at Oldman’s words.
“Glory? What glory is there in this? The glory of controlling a dungeon?”
Then Oldman’s bearded mouth opened wide in a grin.
“No, this dungeon is just the beginning.”
“what……?”
“I, and our bloodline, will conquer this game world itself.”
Oldman stood up from his seat and smiled dangerously as he extended his hand towards the guild masters.
“Come, won’t you join us? On the path to glory, conquering the world’s number one game… together!”
* * *
A number of guilds chose to submit instead of fighting.
At first, most people had the stance of ‘I’ll just use the dungeon and finish farming equipment, then I’ll fight the blood alliance again.’
The human mind is not that strong.
Once they moved their affiliation to the Blood Alliance, the guild and users were gradually influenced by the Blood Alliance. They gradually became subordinate to the iron-blooded logic that Oldman advocated.
Above all, Oldman was a charming king, a charismatic monarch with an unprecedentedly intense purpose.
“We will conquer the world! We will trample on anyone who stands in our way!”
Conquer the world… … .
This vain goal, however, was also a word that held the magical power to make people’s hearts boil.
A considerable number of users were incorporated into the blood alliance, lost their will to resist, and gradually began to blend in with the internal culture of the blood alliance.
Although there were still those who resisted, the gap in equipment gradually began to widen as they continued to fight without being able to go to the temple of El Rael or other dungeons.
And at this point, Oldman opened the temple of El Rael.
Of course, the dungeon boss ‘Lionheart King Richard’, which could be said to be the most delicious reward, was still monopolized by the blood alliance.
At the dungeon entrance, the blood alliance was still monitoring entry and exit, and users from enemy guilds were blocked from approaching.
To begin with, the field dungeon itself was huge, and aside from the dungeon boss, it was a place where various named monsters and bosses were swarming around.
There was plenty to do and plenty of rewards to eat.
And the level of access control at the entrance has now become something that can be accepted naturally.
Resistance fizzled out, and the temple of El Rael was ruled peacefully under the rule of the Blood Alliance.
And, around the time when the blood alliance’s dungeon control began to become somewhat accepted as a daily routine.
“I can’t be satisfied with just one dungeon.”
Oldman declared.
“Advancing to the center of the continent.”
The blood alliance members lined up in front of him all glared at him with fierce eyes like those of wildcats.
“We will control all the dungeons, devour all the cities, and ultimately, the entire world! We will place it under our feet!”
Waaaaaaaah-!
The blood alliance members cheered in unison along with Oldman’s shout.
The news spread quickly.
“The blood alliance has thrown its hat into the ring!”
“El Rael is just the beginning, and you’re going to eat all the other dungeons and cities too?!”
“Does that make sense, what is this… … .”
“Why on earth are you just standing by and watching napalm happen?!”
While the confusion grew, the Blood Alliance had already deployed its troops.
They broke out of the temple of El Rael and advanced from the western end of the continent to the center.
Their next target was the ‘Fallen Sand Palace’.
Oldman’s intention was to control all of the max-level dungeons that symbolized Wings Online Season 1.
‘The Fallen Sand Palace’ is not a field dungeon, but an instance dungeon where a virtual dungeon is created for each raid party that enters. It is not as directly controllable as a field dungeon, but Oldman had an idea.
‘Just block the lobby entrance!’
In order to enter the dungeon, you must form a raid party in the dungeon lobby and enter the desert palace entrance.
Oldman intended to physically block this place.
The users were divided and didn’t know what to do.
While they had already monopolized the temple of El Rael, the level of equipment of the blood alliance had been skyrocketing. Furthermore, they had already taken in and devoured a considerable number of high-level elite guilds.
The reality was that general users were being pushed aside in terms of equipment, level, and numbers.
Online tow truck drivers took pictures of the blood alliance’s advance, one after another. Oldman, as if to show everyone, marched from the western end of the continent, leading his troops.
People were left with cold sweats as they watched the massive numbers, overwhelming equipment, and well-trained majesty of the Blood Alliance spread through the broadcast.
Is it really true that Wings Online will fall into the hands of its oppressors?
Is there no way to stop it…?
“hmm?”
And when Oldman reached the entrance to the Silly Desert.
Something caught his eye.
“… … .”
On top of a tall sand dune stood a young man.
He was a warrior user who was equipped with the ‘Fallen Sand Palace’ cloth set and had a long sword attached to his waist.
This warrior stood in the way of the blood alliance without fear.
Oldman, riding at the very front of the army, shouted and asked.
“What are you, little one?”
Then the young warrior answered briefly.
“Cain.”
After calmly reciting his ID.
widely-
As Cain flicked the bridge of his nose with his left thumb, which held the scabbard, the long sword inside the scabbard smoothly appeared out into the world.
Cain, who caught the long sword that bounced into the air half a beat later with his right hand, spun the long sword around and held it out to the side before glaring ahead.
“Grandpa, you said you were good at fighting?”
“… … .”
“My friends say that I’m pretty good at it… … .”
The fearless warrior’s sword-like gaze flew towards the tyrant.
“Want to have a go?”
Oldman grinned wickedly, his beard growing darker.
“This guy… … .”
Oldman then pulled out his massive hammer.
“How did you know that I wouldn’t hesitate to cause trouble again!”
Taat!
Cain, who had been kicking the sand, began to run towards him as if flying, and Oldman raised his huge hammer with all his might towards Cain.
It was the beginning of a grand battle that they would later recall as the ‘Battle of the Saili Desert’.
