Child of Destiny

Watching the ongoing battle from a safe distance, the players with the greatest fighting capabilities present in the Plague Lands help of the respective forces that they belonged to gather at a single point, having a ‘secret’ meeting.

A Tigerkin Berserker was to arrive at the meeting place. He could not help but sigh when he found that no one had arrived yet. “Those guys have never changed. Always late when it comes to such matters.”

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This guy had an immense bloodlust that clearly indicated that he was a bloodthirsty and battle-hungry person. The aura that he was passively emitting was more than enough to warn those who were near him to think twice before provoking him.

“Taking behind our back once again, Bloodflame?” said an Elven Thief, who seemed to be purposely emitting an immense killing intent to let others know his presence. It was the complete opposite of those from the same class, who were supposed to stay lowkey and be invisible to everyone’s eyes.

The Tigerkin Berserker squinted his eyes when he saw the newcomer. “Mamba? Now this is surprising. Where are the other Hydra Heads? And I thought that you guys were not participating in this event. What are you doing here then?”

The Elven Thief from the Blood Elf Tribe shrugged his shoulders as he replied nonchalantly. “Those fools are left to oversee the events in the other continent.”

He then paused for a moment as his eyes suddenly turned fierce. “As for my reason for coming here-… I don’t think it is your business.”

Bloodflame just chuckled as he took the threatening tone of the other party as some sort of joke. “I see, I see. Then I can expect something interesting to happen.”

Mad Berserker Bloodflame was a top Maverick God of the Shadow League, which was a group of maverick players who disdained to participate in any kind of professional league as they believed that the real strength of an individual could only be shown in a real battlefield, which was in the wilderness or war areas of the game.

After all, whatever you experienced between the two was different, especially the latter stage as it was filled with unexpected variables that you would risk your life such as unexpected ambushes from assassinations and chaotic battles where anything could happen.

Regardless, each member of their group was a top-notch expert, ranging from powerful Maverick Gods up to some Godlike Players with very high rankings on the ladder.

As for Mamba, he was one of the Hydra Heads of the Hydra Guild, so it was not hard to imagine how strong he was. Given that the Hydra Guild was publicly recognized as the number one guild of the game, especially after the most recent guild war between them and the Central Order, where they showed their overwhelming power.

Every Hydra Head of the guild had a thief or assassin-related class, which was their unique feature compared to the other guilds.

But that did not mean that every member of the Hydra Guild was an assassin as they were not like those guilds, which were considered hitman groups.

Assassin Union might be dominated by Assassins and Thieves due to the nature of their guild, but there were still some people, who had different classes. But at the same time, the said players with such classes still had their respective means to hide their tracks and presence as well as methods to eliminate their targets such as sniping someone from afar.

The Hydra Guild was such a unique guild as almost all their higher-ups had such a unified class specification.

As one of the Hydra Heads, Mamba was one of the well-known Godlike Players of the group. But unlike the others who had a dedicated title, he had multiple ones, albeit mostly minor due to the less popular tournaments that he had participated in.

His in-game achievements, on the other hand, were mostly unnoticed as he was instructed to focus on eliminating specific targets rather than building up his fame.

Regardless, he still became a very famous assassin, ranking quite high in the Assassination Expert Ranking List and Godly Assassin Rankings, especially when he was one of the guys that made the Berserker Thief fighting style famous within the gaming circle.

As both of these guys were bloodthirsty players, their fighting spirit and competitive nature started to kick in right after seeing each other. They were itching to clash against each other, forgetting about their purpose in coming here.

But before they could even charge at one another to give it a go, another player arrived at the meeting place.

“Tsk! Tsk! Creating trouble already? I hope your Guild Leaders beat the crap out of you once this operation fails,” said a lazy voice.

Turning their heads toward that direction, the pair, who were on the verge of breaking into a fight, saw a swordsman walking the path of a Blade Demon.

It was a Tier 3 Class, which was the direct promotion of the Tier 2 Class Dual Blader. Given that this person possessed the direction of the promotion of a regular class, his skills, and strength were something that could not be underestimated.

All players, who had managed to promote their regular class path into Tier 3, were among the best and most elite individuals in the game.

Adding the fact that he was a higher-up of a well-established and famous guild, he was by no means weak.

But this was not all as his reputation did not just end here. Just like Mamba, he was a highly ranked Godlike Player. But unlike the other party, who was ordered to play it a little ‘lowkey’, this person chose to be taken out of the official ranking list voluntarily because of unknown reasons.

“Oh~! Would you look at this? The Lazy Sword of the Mythical Guild is here! Arlo, the Sleeping God!” said Bloodflame sarcastically after seeing the other party.

“I heard that you and the others have some issues with the Empyrean Talons which is why you are joining this operation,” he added as the grin that he was wearing grew even larger.

Finding another powerful opponent makes his blood boil, making it hard to suppress his desire for battle.

Arlo did not say anything as he was too lazy for it. He was even too lazy to come over to this place as well. If not for the Guild Leader directly telling him to get involved due to the huge loss that their guild had suffered at the hands of Empyrean Talons in the Sacred Light Kingdom, then he would not be here in the first place.

He just looked for a random spot to lie down before signaling the two. “You two can start fighting for all I care. Just don’t disturb my nap.”

Since the others were still not here yet, he wanted to take this opportunity to have his precious nap time. “Just tell me when this useless meeting will start.”

After that, he closed his eyes and ignored the existence of the two altogether. What would happen next would not concern him anyway.

As for these two trying to sneak attack him, he was confident that they would not dare to do that even with their respective characters who loved fighting. Every expert within the circle of Godlike Players and Maverick Gods of the old ranking list knew not to provoke this sleeping god as he had gotten that title for a reason.

Even if Bloodflame wanted to try it, his rationality still won as the mission given to him by the League Master took priority over everything else.

It was at this moment when another person arrived. This time, it was a knight cladded with a set of full-body heavy armor. The armor seemed to be a mixture of steel and gold given the shade that it had.

The armor was also filled with golden runes, but the most glaring of them all was the pair of golden sun emblems engraved on each side of the shoulders.

“Tyrone is here to represent the Golden Dawn!” he announced with a thunderous voice as he approached the meeting point.

“Oh! The goody to shoes is the representative of those hypocrites? This team is getting messier the more time goes by,” said Mamba as he could already tell that all the troublemakers of the top forces present in the Plague Lands and planning to work together to take down that problematic duo of the Empyrean Talons messing up their plans would be gathering here.

Tyrone, the vice chief tank of the Golden Dawn and also known as the Golden Shield of the Sun, was a Maverick God who could be ranked as one of the top tankers of the game.

He could also get a Godlike Title of his own if he wanted, but he kept on avoiding the idea of joining any kind of professional and official tournaments for some reason.

He kept on saying that it was against his code as a knight, which made him a laughingstock when he first started his career as a gamer.

But after the Guild Leader of the Golden Dawn picked him up from the slump and polished him into what he was today, Tyrone became a key figure.

The only problem he had was that eight-grade syndrome that he never graduated from despite being in his early twenties.

Not long after, the other representatives arrived one after another, filling the place with their overwhelming auras.

This meeting was meant to target Shin and Cloe, who were racking up a lot of contributions and event points due to their current performance.

Everyone here wanted to stop that as they knew it would be impossible to catch up to the two if they let them continue like this.

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