War Grounds 5 Autopilo

Al's eyes sparkled upon reading the pa.s.sive's description. 'No way! What a powerful ability! With this skill, my opponents will always have the disadvantage of guessing my a.r.s.enal during each match.'

[Three minutes left before the start of your first match - 'Ranked Mode - Solo'.]

's.h.i.+t! What equipment and skills should I pick on this one? SARS! Come on! Cooperate, just this time!' Al gritted, finally starting to feel the mental pressure.

[h.e.l.lo, Al Gentrix So Strong. Here's your daily guide.]

[The Creator Cla.s.s is a flexible role that allows its user to adapt to the changes in the battlefield.]

[Bye, Al Gentrix So Strong. SARS out.]
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"The h.e.l.l? That was it? This is the 'guidance' that you had been boasting about?" Al kept on cursing SARS for the vagueness of the tip given.

[Two minutes left before the start of your first match.]

"Tsk. Fine, let's pick a light armour and some crowd control skills. Please, G.o.d of Fortune, team me up with some sensible players!" Al opened the common loot box.

[You had opened the Common Loot Box. Please choose a weapon.]

(Rookie's Dagger) (Common Type)

Level Requirement: 1

Attribute Requirement: 5 Agility

Physical Damage +12

Physical Skills + 20% Damage

(Rookie's Hammer) (Common Type)

Level Requirement: 1

Attribute Requirement: 5 Strength

Damage + 16

Physical Skills + 25% Damage

(Rookie's Sword) (Common Type)

Level Requirement: 1

Attribute Requirement: 3 Strength, 2 Agility

Damage + 14

Physical Skills + 22.5% Damage

(Rookie's Staff) (Common Type)

Level Requirement: 1

Attribute Requirement: 5 Intelligence

Physical Damage + 10

Magical Skills + 25% Damage

(Rookie's Bow) (Common Type)

Level Requirement: 1

Attribute Requirement: 5 Agility, 2 Strength

Physical Damage + 18

Physical Skills + 12% Damage

Magical Skills + 8% Damage

(Rookie's Cannon) (Common Type)

Level Requirement: 1

Attribute Requirement: 3 Strength, 2 Agility

Physical Damage + 24

Physical Skills + 10% Damage

(Rookie's Handgun) (Common Type)

Level Requirement: 1

Attribute Requirement: 4 Agility, 1 Strength

Physical Damage +12

Physical Skills + 15% Damage

"Creator, huh? It sounds like a magician to me. Let's go with a bow then, just to be safe."

[You had equipped the Rookie's Bow.]

[Please choose your first three skills. Be reminded that these will be all permanent and could not be unlearned.]

"Tsss. With my pa.s.sive, this rule does not apply to me. Hehe. Hmmm, I had not tried the magical cla.s.s back then, but according to the current meta, three skills are prerequisites for a powerful foundation. First is a movement skill, second is a crowd control skill, and lastly should be the finis.h.i.+ng blow - a burst skill."

Al scrolled through the long list of skill books, and finally found the three suitable skills he needed.

[You had learned Blink] (Allows user to teleport up to 50 body units from its original position.)

[You had learned Magic Arrow] (Travels up to 300 body units, damage scales from 25 HP to 120 HP depending on distance travelled and stuns target from 1 to 5 seconds. Single Target only.)

[You had learned Power Arrow] (Charges an attack up to three seconds, combining 50% of your Magic & Physical damage, and deals up to 200% amplified damage, depending on charged time. Single Target only.)

"This will do for now. SARS! Watch me beat the h.e.l.l out of these rookies, without your help!" Twenty seconds before the time limit ends, Al clicked on 'Proceed'.

[Finding Match...]

[Match Found.]

[Battlefield: The Prairies.]

[Battle Type: 5 vs 5, Battle Arena.]

[Loading Completed.]

The moment Al saw the 'Battle Type', he already knew hat he's about to face, due to the familiarity with the battle type. This was also what he had played in his last match with his previous account.

Players will sp.a.w.n into their respective zones, opposite of each other. The goal of each team is to kill all the members of the other side. Safe zones will keep on shrinking every two-minute mark to avoid drag in the battle.

Al's guess was correct; the instructions given by the system were the same with the description in his mind. 'Team A again, huh?'

The member composition of each team had finally been revealed to its respective members, allowing them to plan, even just for a short period individually.

Team A:

Player 1:

Papa Bear, Rookie V Orc Charger

Player 2:

SleepNot, Rookie IV Demon a.s.sa.s.sin

Player 3:

ChinaNumberOne, Rookie V Savage Oracle

Player 4:

Udil, Rookie V Human ?Hidden Cla.s.s?

Player 5:

Wrecker, Rookie IV Goblin Bomber

"s.h.i.+t! My luck is running out today! Hostile races as the majority of team members? SARS! Help me!" Al had plenty of bad experiences with hostile team members. Often than not, they would attack their allies, giving a landslide victory to the real enemies, while saving their ticket.

One of the hidden rules in the game was about killing allies during a match. It grants the killer an immunity against losing their daily pa.s.s in exchange for a rank down, as long as the slain player was a hostile race to the user. It means that even if they were defeated, they could still play another match.

In higher 'Rank Mode - Solo' tier matches, players would first a.s.sess the situation before attacking their hostile allies. If they could win the team fight, without relying on underhanded methods, they would do so; but if their defeat is imminent, they would instead save themselves by killing their allies than battling in vain against the opposite team. Of course, the neutral races do not enjoy these benefits; however, many would still choose to play safe and join these nonpartisan races as being killed by an ally would not count as a defeat if you belong to the Orc or Murloc Race.

The reason why Al was crushed in his previous match was because of the Demon Doctor's betrayal, during the clash. Instead of healing Al, the demon healed h.e.l.l Kaiser, their enemy. At that time, it was too late for Udil to slash the traitor as Team B's attacks swallowed him.

"Hopefully, these players are not nasty! SARS show up, now! Al Gentrix So Strong needs you!"

[Weakling's Call of Distress heard by SARS. How can I help you?]

"s.h.i.+t! Just help me win this round!" Al could not believe his bad luck, and helplessness with the s.h.i.+tty bot, SARS.

The battlefield, slowly materialised - colourful flowers littered the green ground as the players appeared one by one. Fortunately, Udil was the first one to arrive in their team.

"Hey!"

Out of nowhere, Udil jumped out of fright as a sincere 'orcish' voice greeted him. "WTF! You scared the h.e.l.l out of me, bro!" Al complained as he immediately entered a defensive stance.

[Papa Bear, Rookie V Orc Charger]

The orc player grinned, waving his Hammer to say h.e.l.lo. Meanwhile, the hostile races finally appeared, greeting the two with menacing grins.

"h.e.l.lo! Is this everybody's first match too?" Papa Bear dearly asked.

'This one's surely a noob. He's still ignorant of the events that will unfold from here.' Udil muttered to himself, upon noticing the vicious looks from the hostile races. He was ready to put up a fight or at worst - flight.

"Woah? Why so tense? Don't be nervous guys; I'll tank their attacks! Haha! You can count on me!" Papa Bear proudly tapped his chest.

"Shut up, Orc. Stay away from that human if you don't want to get hurt." SleepNot declared.

"Huh? Are you a noob? We're allies here." Papa Bear responded with a confused look.

"Just run. Now!" Udil shook his head as he grabbed the Orc away from the three members of their team. However, he was immediately pulled back to his original position.

"No. No. No. Let's be civil here. Before we engage with the other team, settle your personal matters now, kiddos." Papa Bear crossed his hands on his chest, like a big brother.

"Haha, fools! Eat this!" Wrecker, the Goblin Bomber made the first move as he aimed his cannon towards Papa Bear and Udil. 'Mushroom Bomb!'

"Dodge!" Udil warned Papa Bear before activating, 'Blink'. However, the Orc player seemed to be caught unprepared by the schemes of his traitorous allies, unable to move.

Boom!

"Huh? Why has he not blasted away?" Wrecker was surprised by the standing-still figure of Papa Bear inside the mushroom-shaped smoke.

"I see. You asked for this. Scram! You traitors!" Before Wrecker's attack landed, Papa bear had activated 'Steel Bones'. (Increases user's armour by 25 points, and regeneration by 1.5% HP per second. Lasts for 10 seconds.) The Orc Charger attacked the trio, disregarding his steadily decreasing health.

"Haha! Are you sure about this, Papa Bear? Look around you! Can you see that human? He had already left you behind." Wrecker teased as he kited his way around the Orc player.

"Be careful. The other player has a hidden cla.s.s. This is my first time to hear about this, though. Isn't hidden cla.s.s only available upon reaching Level 20?" ChinaNumberOne vigilantly warned.

"How did you know that?" SleepNot asked before entering stealth mode.

"Well, I'm a trainee from the Red Dragon Guild; so, I'm already briefed of how things flow in the system. It's just a matter of time and grinding before I could truly be a part of the guild. After that, I'll be teaming up with those elite and expert members of Red Dragon." The Savage Oracle confidently answered as he transformed into a humanoid fox, nimbly dodging the wild attacks of Papa Bear.

After the duration of 'Steel Bones' had ended, Papa Bear had only 40% of his health left. Unfortunately, he was not still able to land a hit nor a skill to either ChinaNumberOne or Wrecker.

'd.a.m.n it! Why are these players so good at dodging? Also, where did those human and demon players go?' Papa Bear muttered to himself while catching his breath.

Meanwhile, Udil was hiding inside a clump of bushes, 40 body units away from Papa Bear. He was still pleading with SARS to appear.

[Tips currently not available. Do you wish to activate autopilot mode?]

"What is this autopilot mode, SARS?" Al was alarmed.

[5 seconds left before autopilot mode will be unavailable.]

"Tsss. Okay, fine!" Al gritted his teeth as he chose 'Activate'.

[Autopilot Mode Activated.]