No Limits
Properties |
Tribe name: | No Limits |
Tag: | *NL* |
Number of members: | 10 |
Points of the best 10 players | 8.129.075 |
Total points: | 8.129.075 |
Average points: | 812.908 |
Rank: | 1 |
Opponents defeated: |
49.496.477 (2.)
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Tribe members
Name |
Rank |
Points |
Global Rank |
Villages |
Gnedler
|
1 |
1,323,996 |
1 |
133 |
Grave Digger
|
2 |
1,142,064 |
2 |
123 |
xRayQore
|
3 |
964,168 |
3 |
107 |
Cuantes
|
4 |
834,802 |
5 |
94 |
kepitar
|
5 |
792,749 |
8 |
94 |
denhomie
|
6 |
783,535 |
9 |
84 |
LoveAnime
|
7 |
641,028 |
11 |
61 |
Patrykos
|
8 |
600,037 |
13 |
65 |
-Mojito*
|
9 |
532,555 |
15 |
53 |
Just88000
|
10 |
514,141 |
18 |
64 |
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Description |
*NL* was founded by Gnedler.
“No Limits: The Endgame Kings” 
A TribalWars Anthem of Glory & Domination
No Limits rose from dust and flame,
With sword in hand and rising name.
From rim to core, they made their claim,
And crushed the weak who dared the game.
Grave Digger led with ruthless might,
Cleared ten villages in one night.
Where nobles marched and banners tore,
He left behind a field of war.
Gnedler watched with sniper’s grace,
Timed his backstabs face-to-face.
One-second gaps? He laughed and flew—
Your last report had nobles too.
xRayQore, the scout in black,
Saw every stack and launched right back.
With silent strength and razor sight,
He’d cripple foes before the fight.
Cuantes came with thunder loud,
Wrecked their fronts and drew a crowd.
OPs dropped like dominos,
As he advanced with noble throws.
kepitar — a ghost in code,
Who sent his trains like overload.
You blink, you miss, your village gone—
He wrote the book you're playing on.
denhomie, calm but cold,
The guy whose backtimes can't be told.
He'd catch your nobles, end your day,
Then log off smooth, just cleared the way.
-Mojito* stirred the storm,
With fiery style and flawless form.
Her villages? A fortress line.
Her will? Pure stone. Her snipes? Divine.
Patrykos, with endless drive,
Turned K-domains from red to five.
His war machine just couldn’t stop—
Every conquest, a mic drop.
Just88000, sharp and wise,
Sent nuke waves that split the skies.
A tactician feared in every zone,
One wrong move—you’re on your own.
LoveAnime, calm and sweet?
Until your stacks his her elite.
With cuteness cloaked in deadly flair,
he charmed your walls, then wasn’t there.
Together they stood, one mighty name,
No Limits — masters of the game.
While others cried and quit the fight,
They forged the map in endless night.
No pact too strong, no tribe too tough,
They proved their edge when things got rough.
And now the world lies at their feet—
A war well won. A tale complete. |
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