The First Legendary Beast Master

Chapter 1232: Now That You’re Myths...

Karl and Dana didn’t have to wait long for the Guild Leaders to realize that they were up.

Hugo was still at the house, discussing magic with Wendy, who was grilling him on all sorts of esoteric magical theories that Karl couldn’t even begin to comprehend. So, as soon as he realized that the voices in the main room were Karl and Dana, he alerted the others and had them make plans to organize a run through a five-person dungeon with one of their strongest damage dealers.

Karl and Dana should be capable enough, but they were both freshly advanced, and even the best of gear couldn’t always make up for the difference in power levels between the peak of Mythic and the start.

The question was just how close to the minimum would they be?

Both of them had rare skills that added a lot of damage to their abilities, and they both had multiple Golems, which would multiply their damage output.

Karl had the beasts, but it might not be safe to bring them along on this trip, as they hadn’t advanced yet, and even if they were to come along, they would only do ten percent of their usual damage.

That just wasn’t efficient.

The real question was: What sort of role would Karl pick if he wasn’t backing up his beasts? Dragon form and melee positioning? Or would he go for something ranged, even though there wasn’t as much crowding at the front?

No, that wasn’t right.

The front line would still be crowded with Golems when both Karl and Dana were in a group.

That bonding spell that linked both of their souls so that they would advance at the same rate was really something. Karl was advancing at an insane rate, and he would now have a perfectly matched Mage with him who was never behind him in progression.

Most people wanted a pocket healer so that they would get into more groups and not have to worry about an uncaring cleric letting them suffer for their mistakes.

He had the opposite.

Incredible self-healing and damage reduction, and a bonus damage dealer.

That would work well in most groups, though. While he wasn’t the tank, he wouldn’t make life hard on the healers, which would allow them to keep the group up through any mistakes or particularly difficult points.

Keeping one person alive was no problem for a cleric. Keeping five of them alive was not always a simple proposition, especially if the damage dealers were too focused on killing and not on the damage that they were taking in return.

For example, one of the bosses had a thorns effect, where you took return damage when you injured it. So, the highest damage dealers took the most damage from the boss, and it was a nightmare for the healers when the warriors weren’t paying attention to their own injuries.

As they recalled, Karl had limited invulnerability active all the time, and not just for a limited period. For [Thorns] that was the best possible skill to have, as the damage was not large at any time, it just added up quickly with countless small injuries.

”Karl, welcome back to the land of the living. Do you have time to talk?” Deve asked as he led the other Guild Masters into the Darklight Host’s common room.

”Always. I can already guess what you have in mind, and I think that we can work something out. I hope you weren’t in a hurry, though. We’ve just gotten married, and I have no intentions of working hard for the next few weeks.” Karl replied.

Deve chuckled. ”Well, I can’t blame you for that. For the entire month after I got married, I didn’t do anything productive. Fortunately for me, I was still a Totem at the time, and there were other tanks to take up my role for the monthly runs.”

”The more power you get, the more work that they have for you. It’s a bit ironic, really. All the hard parts are the ones that can’t be delegated to anyone else.” Karl joked.

Deve sighed. ”Welcome to life as a Mythic. Nobody ever asks us for things that someone else could do. They call it being respectful and reverent of our position, but really, it just means that we can’t slack off nearly as much as we used to.

A real buzz kill if you ask me.

But with the two of you in the Alliance, we’ve actually got a few extra damage dealers, and we can rotate out a little more often.”

Karl smirked at the Druid. ”No rest for the wicked, though. There are never enough tanks and healers to go around.”

Deve shrugged. ”We’re working on it. Now that we’ve got two more members, we can start working on a whole backup team. It’s not easy to recruit Mythic members, but we’re building a pretty good reputation.”

Dana frowned. ”Don’t get too excited. We’ve got far too much to do to be going multiple times a week into the dungeon. Keeping it as an extra rotation in the main group for now is probably better.”

The Guild Masters sighed in unison, which made the others in the room chuckle. They were all super excited to get more people in their raiding rotation, but the Darklight Host was primarily a crafting guild, and now that they had a pair of Mythic Ranked craftsmen among their numbers, they were sure to be flooded with extremely profitable requests.

Far more than anyone could expect to be making from even a Mythic Dungeon for the day.

The imbalance in the Zilaz region was really unfair that way.

But on the other hand, Sapphire flat out refused to make Mythic Ranked items, even if you had the materials. Unlike the stubborn blue dragon, there was a chance that they could get at least one item each at the Mythic Rank out of Karl.

Possibly from Dana as well, once they figured out what crafting skill she had. She must have taken one by now. It simply didn’t make sense that she wouldn’t have.