"Prayed?" The man was confused. "Stop blabbing here kid! Either you pay us or we'll make you." He yelled in rage, pointing his sword at Michael's face.
"You cowards will rather rob, or commit cris than play VRG. I get it if VRG is dangerous, but you can find jobs to do... Leave these pathetic lives you are living. I'm giving you a choice, whether you follow my advice and leave this behavior, or... All of you will die by my hands."
"....."
"...."
"Fuck!! This kid is too arrogant. You will give us your life tis after I cut off a limb!! GET HIM!!" He roared.
How can a kid be telling them how to live their life?
"I'm not really in the mood to fight. Drakon, Kill so of them." He said with a yawn.
Drakon flew into the Air, opened its mouth and released wave of dark flas towards the charging figures.
Next mont...
"Ahhhh!!!!!!"
"Help !!!!"
"Fire!!!!!"
"Run!!"
"Don't get close to the flas!!"
The ones who were running behind all stopped on track, their eyes filled with dread and horror, as they watched their fellow mbers burn to ash in matter of seconds.
'How can a baby Dragon has such powerful fire?' Even the middle-age man was dumbfounded. He looked at Michael who stood calmly with hands tucked in his pocket.
'He looks so calm, To be able to control such a Dragon. How powerful is this guy?' Seeing 10 of his mbers gotten killed in only one confrontation, he yelled.
"RETREAT!!!"
Michael grinned. "I don't think so. Drakon, [Dragon Might.]"
The n who were now mindlessly running away all dropped to their knees the mont Drakon's pressure descended on them.
"What is this?!!" The middle-age man yelled in horror, sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Don't worry, you all will be very useful to ." Michael walked around, standing in front of the kneeling figures.
"Let us go!!" A mber in a black cloak yelled.
'This voice?'
Michael walked towards the figure recognizing the voice. He stretched out his hand, removing the hood which conceal the man's face.
"JOHN?"
"Michael?"
The two exclaid out loud. John and him were coworkers, when he was still working for Guo in the manufacturing factory.
"Michael?" John was dumbfounded.
"You know him?" The middle-age man asked in shock.
John nodded, his gaze still fixed on Michael.
"What happened to you? Why did you join the Blood Hand Guild?" Michael looked at Drakon, who reduced the pressure on John.
John sighed in sha. "After the news of Guo's death spread, his families claid the factory chasing all the workers away. I was both confuse and lost, nowhere to gain life tis. One night, I ca in contact with them, after so pleading; they let joined them."
"When did you join the Blood Hand Guild?" Michael asked.
"Two days ago." He raised his head to Michael and said quickly. "You have to leave Arisa Imdiately--"
"--What do you an?" Michael frowned slightly.
"I don't know how they got hold of your information, but... we didn't follow you for just life tis."
"Shut up you bastard!!!" The middle-age man yelled. "If you reveal anything! Our guild will be destroyed!!!" He added.
Michael's frown deepened, seeing the mbers' faces filled with fear, after hearing John wanted to reveal their reason.
'What is going on here?' Michael frowned and said to John. "Go on."
John moved his gaze around the mbers and sighed. "Soone powerful in Caroton city wants your head. I don't know what you did to him, but you need to escape. And---"
BAM!!
John froze.
Michael was stunned.
"....."
".....?!!"
The middle-age man and all his mbers was horrified.
The next mont John dropped dead.
Whzzzzzzzh!!!!!!
Michael sharply turned around. His face changed dramatically as thousands 1-feet length spikes made entirely of Earth flew towards their location.
"Shit!!!"
He quickly activated [Brain Wave.] And shot into the air with Drakon, escaping the spikes' trajectory.
Bam!!
Bam!!!
What followed next was the agonizing screams of the mbers as they all slowly collapsed on the ground dead, their bodies impaled by countless spikes.
Michael landed 10 ters away, He looked up at the distance.
100 ters from their location, on a high building stood two figures in pure red robes. A male and a female. "That got his attention." The young woman with long black hair grinned, lowering down her hand.
"Didn't you see that?" The man whose hand was placed behind him asked.
"I saw it, he flew." She sneered. "I'm even surprised he detected my attack and still dodged it."
"A Bronze dal 2-stars player who could escape from a Gold dal 1-star player's attack. That is intriguing." The man gave a bright smile.
"Let's go, Guild master Red Sword, just want to know how capable this Supre is. We got our answer." The man walked forward towards the edge of the roof, the shocking thing was, he was stepping on thin Air like moving on a flat surface. The man slowly walked down like stepping on an invisible stairway.
"You should have let killed him, at least our master will get his third place back. You're the vice, you should be the one killing him." The lady grumbled.
"Let him be for now. This is just a warning, if the master wants him dead, you will have the honor." He got 10 feet away from the ground, still walking downward.
The beautiful lady looked ahead at Michael and smirked. With a casual flick of her wrist, A rock flew from the building heading towards him.
"We'll et again Supre." With that said, she leaped down from the building.
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Michael frowned. He couldn't see the figures clearly, but he knew they were two and both emanating powerful Mana wave, but one was still far stronger than the other.
'What rank would that other figure be in? Is he a Diamond player?'
'Heads up, Partner!'
Michael looked up, seeing a rock flying towards him. He raised his hand and caught it.
He slowly observed the rock in his hand.
'There is sothing written on it!' Drakon said, also staring at the rock.
[Don't worry so much Supre, This is just a warning. From Red Sword Guild.]
Michael crushed the rock in his hand into dust. "Red Sword Guild. You guys just got on my dead list."
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CAROTON is the third-strongest city, also known as; Third-Strongest Nation.
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