Second World Novel

Red Death brandished her twin crimson daggers. Every Death Associates member knew that she would be the most troublesome opponent. Both her weapons and armor looked like set equipment. Her class’ description was also not the standard elite class, which indicated she had a special class. Her level was also at the very top of most expert players, level 69.

Aside from her, the two she came with also possessed unusual classes. Black Death was a Mad Demonologist class, a first-class special class from Warlock. Blackjack’s class was Wild Slayer, a second-class special class from Assassin.

After Wrath released Black Death from captivity, Black Death helped Red Death carry out the Goddess’ tasks. Red Death also called Blackjack over to help her. Blackjack had been waiting for Red Death in a nearby settlement.

Seeing how efficient the three were when they worked together, Wrath granted Black Death and Blackjack special classes. Specifically for Black Death, she let her use a special dimension in her sanctum designed for training.

Using that dimension, Black Death leveled up fast. She had lost a lot of time during her captivity, so her level was very low when she was released. Even with the fast-leveling speed from the special dimension, her level was still below the average player’s. She was currently at level 61.

As for Blackjack, he was level 68.

Red Death used her companion token and summoned Rayne, her level 78 rare elite companion.

“Since they want a fight, let’s force our way inside and destroy the guild core inside. This headquarters will then be ours!” Red Death exclaimed with fervor.

“Unfortunately, that is not possible,” Scarface said. “We have done extensive research on guild headquarters. If a guildless player destroys the guild core, that player only has two options. Destroy the headquarters or loot the vault within. You have to be in a guild to take over another guild’s headquarters. All of us are guildless at the moment…”

“Hahaha! Impressive confidence, but we far outnumber you. Or do you think you are that Storm Wind a*shole?” White Death asked. He also took out a companion token. He activated the token and a level 70 rare elite elven mage appeared beside him. That token was a gift from Mistress for their assistance during the battle in Hydrurond.

White Death himself was a Reaper, a second-class special class from Reaver.

The two deaths behind him, Green Death and Violet Death, also had special classes. Greed Death was Tree Shepherd and Violet Death was Earth Lancer. Both were normal special classes.

Green Death also had a companion token, which summoned a level 67 special elite dwarven warrior.

Although Red Death still wore a spirited expression, the others didn’t share her enthusiasm. Thousands of opponents were surrounding them. They were not even two hundred. They were fully aware that they were not Jack who could take on a force with such a large difference in number.

“You think you can take us on with that pitiful number of yours? Try it then,” White Death said and gave the command. “Crush them!”

When Death Associates players were about to lunge, a powerful voice stopped them.

“HALT…!!!”

Everyone’s ears hurt from the voice. Red Death sensed strong mana accompanying that voice. She controlled her mana to protect her ear.

Everyone turned to the source of the voice and saw a draconian in a battle monk garb sitting atop Death Associates’ entrance gate. Everyone wondered when did this Draconian climb up there? Nobody saw him when they walked out the gate.

“Mis… Mister Long…,” White Death uttered. After Wong left, Long was free to hang around Master’s inner circle. White Death had seen this draconian and knew that he was one of Master’s heavenly enforcers, which meant he was one of Master’s top combatants.

“Anyone who lays a hand on my martial sister will have to answer to me,” Long said.

“Mar… Martial sister?” White Death asked.

Instead of answering, Long jumped down. He then walked forward. The low-level players might not recognize Long, but seeing how their leader acted so cautiously around this man, they knew he was not someone they could offend. Hence, Everyone moved aside and let him pass.

Long walked past them toward where Red Death was. Blackjack who was beside her shrunk away when Long approached. Blackjack was also one of Wong’s disciples. During his time in Wong’s dojo, he didn’t have a good memory of Long. He was always bullied by this man.

“Hey, auntie,” Long greeted Black Death. Black Death replied with a simple nod.

Red Death once brought Long to join Death Associates when it was just established. That was before White Death and the others joined. Long quickly learned all the game mechanics but didn’t stay for long. He was not interested in gaming. To him, beating up his opponents in real life was much more satisfying than beating them in-game.

“I don’t need your help,” Red Death said.

“I know. I am helping Aunt Clara,” Long said. “Let’s go.”𝓃𝗈𝓋𝚎𝑳𝐧𝓔xt.𝔠𝐎𝚖

Long lead them away. Red Death glanced in White Death’s direction before following. Though she wanted very much to stab that man, she knew all the others with her would mostly die if a fight ensued, including her aunt. So, she held herself back and followed the others.

Death Associates’ players turned to White Death with uncertainty. ‘Are we truly letting this people go?’ Their expression asked.

White Death’s face was dark. He didn’t expect one of Master’s top followers to support Red Death. Didn’t Red Death help Storm Wind, who was Master’s nemesis? Why did this Long fellow help Red Death?

White Death was not aware of Red Death assaulting Jack and killing him once during the battle on the cliff. He thought she was still Jack’s accomplice.

Whatever the reason, he didn’t dare defy a heavenly enforcer. He just stared with gritted teeth as Black Death and the others moved away.

Once they were out of danger, Long said, “They shouldn’t dare to attack you all for some time, but try not to antagonize them until you lot are strong enough. I won’t bother to help a second time.”

“Thank you, Long,” Black Death said.

“I just happen to be in the neighborhood, consider yourself lucky,” Long replied.

“Long, where is Master Wong? I heard he quit your guild?” Red Death asked.

“He did, after I beat him again,” Long answered.

Red Death frowned. “Why did you do that?”

“Because I like seeing his miserable face when he lost. Do you have a problem with that?”

“Why don’t you just be honest with him? What happened was an accident,” Red Death said. “He pushed you too hard and you just want to prove to him that you can meet his expectations and surpass him. You simply got carried away and unintentionally broke his legs. If you are willing to explain to him, I’m sure he will–” 

“Shut up…!!” Long bellowed. His eyes were staring at Red Death with strong killing intent. As willful as Red Death was, she couldn’t deny that she was terrified at that moment.

“You, people, take care of yourself,” Long said and left. He didn’t look back.

Red Death was silent as she watched Long’s back.

After Long was gone, Scarface asked Black Death, “What should we do now?”

“We will go to the guild hall and form a guild. We will then go and get ourselves headquarters,” Black Death answered.

“How do we get headquarters? All the available spots have been taken,” Scarface asked.

“Although I didn’t expect White Death to be so heinous that he tries to eliminate us, I do expect him to not step down from the current guild. I come here simply to recruit members who are still willing to follow me. I’ve already made plans. We have two options.”

“Two?”

“One is easier than the others. Recently, one of Themisphere’s settlements has become a main city. A bandit outpost should appear near that city. If we can defeat it before another guild does. We will get our headquarters.”

“No. Not Themisphere,” Red Death uttered.

Black Death didn’t ask her why. She continued, “The second option is harder, but reaps more reward. If we get headquarters by defeating a bandit outpost, we will start from scratch. But if we defeat another guild’s headquarters, we can keep the headquarters and its surviving guild army will become ours.”

“Can we do it with our number?” Stonecleave asked.

“We will go to Hydrurond,” Black Death said. “That country had just undergone a regime change. Everything is in chaos. I’ve studied the guilds there. There is one we can exploit and defeat even with our small number. We will take over their spot as one of the guilds with headquarters in Hydrurond.”

“As expected of our true leader,” Blue Death uttered. “We will regain our glory and then we will show those traitors back there who are the true Death Associates.”

“What a coincidence,” Black Death chuckled. “That is what I intend to use for our guild’s name, True Death Associates.”