Michael was frustrated knowing the guild leader was just a Bronze dal 3-stars holder, and he has the gut to harm his sister.
Technically, he wasn't the one who hard her. But his plan played a major role in it.
Rick: "But nothing happened to her, right?"
Michael's and Jennifer's faces turned cold.
"I heard the sa statent when I wiped out the Assassins' Guild."
His voice was as cold as ice.
"You destroyed the Assassins' Guild?!!" Donny was stunned.
Jennifer was speechless.
Rick was flabbergasted.
All the mbers were dumbfounded.
"Who are you?!!"
Rick yelled. All the mbers' faces turned serious.
Soone who could single-handedly destroy a guild even higher than theirs on the ranking board won't be weak.
"Who are you really?!" Rick asked again.
"And that question too."
Michael walked towards them. He stretched out his right hand. "I hope you prayed, because you won't make heaven if you haven't."
The starlight sword slowly materialized in his hand.
The skull Guild mbers all took a step back, their faces turned even paler.
Rick: "Impossible"
Donny: "that is..."
"No way!"
"Fuck! We just dug our own grave."
They all ntioned one word.
"Supre."
"Impossible! You can't be Supre!!" Rick yelled, till moving backward.
"Yes! The video on social dia... Yes! Supre has brown hair not black!!" Donny yelled.
"Haven't you heard of Customize in AI?" Jennifer asked with a smile, Seeing their confuse and horrified faces.
Rick and the mbers frowned slightly. "If that's how you want it."
Rick and Donny both pulled out TT-33 pistol, pointing it at Michael.
"I'm surprised." Jennifer muttered in mild surprised.
"Why is that?" Michael stopped, and turned to her.
"Guns are expensive. A pistol cost 500 life tis. While a rifle; 1,000. These two just used 1,000 years for those guns in their hands."
Michael just nodded after hearing her explanation.
"So what are you saying Supre?" Rick asked, his intense gaze fixed on Michael.
Queen-Of-Death already killed two of his Ex-mbers, even though they couldn't leave the Guild they had the intention to do so.
"What am I saying?" Michael tilted his head to the said in confusion.
"You guys are ready to fight, what do you think I am saying?"
The mbers quickly drew out their Common-class weapons from their waist and back, upon hearing his words.
"I know you won't forgive us. Kill this heartless fool!!"
BANG!
BANG!
Both Rick and Donny released two shots towards Michael with pure killing intent.
BAM!
"....."
"....."
Everyone including Jennifer was dumbfounded, All staring at the bullets which had mysteriously frozen an inch in front of Michael.
Michael took one of the bullets from the four in front of him. "I wondered whose bullet this is, well... We just have to find out."
The next mont the bullets took 180° turn, pointing towards Rick and Donny.
Whoosh!!
They all shot towards them. Rick's and Donny's eyes widened in shock, they both jumped to the side successfully dodging the bullets. But the two mbers behind them couldn't.
BAM!!
They froze montarily, then collapsed on the ground. Blood flowing from the bullet's hole on their skulls.
"What a nice shot! Six more to go!"
Jennifer Exclaid in joy. She was enjoying the show, not planning on helping.
"Are you here to watch?"
"Co on Micky. I'm cheering you up."
Michael just shook his head in mild annoyance. "What are you two waiting for? Shoot again!" He moved his gaze to Rick then Donny.
The two slowly stood up from the ground.
"W-What did you? How did y-you just?" Donny stamred.
"That won't help. Co at together, I have a second Guild to get rid of." Michael said arrogantly.
"Fufufufu..." Jennifer giggled.
"Are you killing all of us?" A mber asked, his voice filled with horror.
"Were you deaf? I said he'll wipe you all out."
They turned to Jennifer staring at her with countless unreadable emotions.
"OK, I will attack then." Michael continued Walking towards the six scared mbers.
'It's annoying I can't gain points with these kills.'
BOOM!!!
He lunged forward, his starlight sword tearing the air behind him. They were only standing 5 ters from each other; in matter of seconds he appeared in front of a mber.
With a slash from his sword. The man's head was separated from his body. His eyes wide open not knowing how he died.
"Weak!"
The faces of the five changed dramatically.
"That fast?! How could he move so fast?!!"
"That is Supre!!"
Only a silver dal 3-stars or platinum players above could match Michael's speed at the mont. Thanks to his points.
Michael turned to the one closest to him and moved. The guy was frozen, not even putting up any resistance.
These guys were ruthless and powerful in the real world, only troubling and attacking Non players. But in confrontation with a real player, they are as weak as a newborn child.
Jennifer sat on her throne, staring at Michael as he butchered the mbers. 'What happened to you Micky? I hope you haven't gone back to your past character.' She thought worriedly.
Whoosh!!
"Ahhhh!!"
The last mber yelled as Michael cut off both his legs. The guy fell on the blood all over the ground, screaming in agony.
Michael walked towards him and plunged his sword into the man's skull, Killing him instantly.
"I now know why your guild is holding such a low ranking. All of you are weak!" He walked towards Rick and Donny, drawing out his sword from the man's skull.
Donny looked at Rick. After thinking for a mont he ran towards Michael and dropped to his knees.
"Supre. Please, I beg you; have rcy on , wait... I have life tis with . I will give everything to you if you spare ."
Michael was silent. "Let's see how many are with you." He stretched out his hand towards the kneeling Donny.
Donny quickly transferred a total of 2,000 years of life tis to Michael.
"What are you doing Donny?!!! He won't let you live!!" Rick roared in anguish.
"You don't know that!" Donny hissed back. Then turned to Michael. "Don't listen to him Supre, you said you'll let go. Right?"
"When did I say that?" Michael looked down at him, after checking his life tis.
"What?! You said."
Michael was about to strike when Jennifer's voice sounded, stopping him on track.
"Wait Micky, this guy will make a good puppet."
Michael: "aning?"
Donny: "What?!"
Rick: "...?!!"
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