Forsyx took a deep breath.
He didn't care about the voting. Even he was about to vote yes.
This unique-grade template card was sothing he was willing to take a risk for.
Though from the old man's last line, it beca clear this ti it was a group task.
Now he was really excited to see who those three were.
Was soone among them the one who triggered the task, or was it soone else?
The five of them started following the old butcher.
This ti, the old man took them deeper into the enormous eting hall.
This area was full of paintings and animal skins.
There were enormous sofas with a massive table in the center.
The high quality of the furniture indicated that this room was designed to host important guests.
There, he saw five players sitting on the right side of the sofa.
It was hard to see their faces from this side.
Thankfully, the old man led them to the left side and pointed to the sofa. "Young warriors, you can sit here."
All of them nodded and started taking their places.
Forsyx glanced at the team opposite him, and what he saw made him pop down on the corner seat of the sofa.
The female player from their team stared at him, but he just ignored her and once again looked at the opposite team.
Even though he maintained a poker face, his hand started to shake a bit. 'What the hell... why are those guys here?'
Color drained from his face as he recognized three faces.
Not wanting to cause any suspicion, he just leaned back and stared up at the ceiling while his heart rate increased.
In years of playing the ga in both lives, Forsyx had seen many pro players—so many that he'd forgotten more than 90% of them.
But those three were part of that 10%.
Those three were among the 10% who accomplished the unheard-of, making their nas and faces unforgettable, even among pros.
Especially because these three would beco the second-generation superstars of the Radiant Guild.
He waved his hand through his hair, trying to control the pounding in his head.
If he had to na one guild that ruled the 6th server—the tyrant of the Sixth Server—that guild was the Radiant Guild.
The guild that practically maintained its rule from the start of the ga until he died in his last life.
As soone who had been part of the 6th server, he knew every big na from that guild, and among them were those three.
But why were they together and here?
Didn't the Radiant Guild say they scouted those guys from different areas?
So what the hell were they doing together? Did the Radiant Guild not approach them yet? Yeah, they didn't have any guild badge on.
No, wait—all three of them were here together.
Fck, don't tell they were already part of the guild and were resetting their characters.
Yeah, that would explain the trigger of the hidden quest.
If it were the Radiant Guild, then they would definitely have a lot of hidden information.
A chaos stord in his mind to the point he didn't even focus on the old man who was yapping about the village and its traditions.
With those three here, he had no doubt they were the top three.
He bit his tongue. 'Fck... this ans they have those classes. Shit, shit, I'm fucked.'
At this ti, the old man said, "Young warriors, you should tell your brave nas before I reveal the task."
He looked to the right side first.
The first to answer was this girl with dark brown hair.
She smiled at everyone and said, "Hello, I'm Elish."
Even though she smiled, Forsyx felt this huge aura coming from her.
He knew it was all inside his mind. But still, she would be the leader of the second-generation pros of the Radiant Guild.
The Blade Empress of Radiant.
Then this boyish young guy with ginger hair said in a timid tone, "I'm Luka," and bowed.
This guy was the Psycho Smasher of the Radiant Guild—the one who killed his enemies with a hamr in his hand.
The third guy then flashed a smile and said, "Yo, I'm Cion."
After saying his na, he even puffed his chest, likely highlighting his guild.
Forsyx had never heard of this guy, but the others around had their eyes pop wide when they saw his badge.
With Radiant Guild running through his mind, he forgot which guild that badge belonged to—but it was likely a big one.
Then the fourth guy said in a deep tone, "I'm Drakim."
This guy also had no guild badge on him, but Forsyx didn't rember him being part of Radiant.
It was another surprise to see a truly guildless mber in the top five. This guy must have so powerful class.
Finally, the fifth mber—the guy with a chiseled, model-like face and silver hair—smiled and said, "Hi, I'm Danish."
The mont he heard the na, his heart slamd against his ribs, trying to shoot out of his body.
He took a slow, deep breath to calm himself.
If Elish was the leader, then Danish was the true star of the Radiant Guild.
The Shining Sword Master—the one who butchered his opponents into hundreds of pieces.
He clenched his fists, trying hard to stop them from shaking.
One thing was clear to him—with these three here, he wouldn't be able to survive his monster awakening cycle.
Even if those guys weren't as experienced as in the last life, right now, those three were definitely a stage or two above the rest of them.
The others from his side started introducing themselves.
One thing beca clear to him—he had to kill them at all costs.
He couldn't start his monster awakening cycle with them here.
Even with the unique template, he wasn't sure he would survive against those three.
They had to die. But how? Heck, he was sure those three alone could handle the other seven—forget about dealing with them together.
But what kind of task did they trigger that caused all of them to reset together?
At that mont, he noticed the girl beside him kept glancing at him from ti to ti, while Kos was giving the sa long-ass story behind his na.
When he looked at her, she shifted her attention back to Kos.
It lasted just a few seconds, but he clicked his tongue. 'Fck, she's a bloodsucker. She must have sensed my increased heartbeat.'
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