The Earth After Rebirth

Kiro sighed, stopping on his tracks. He looked to where they were seated and beckoned Chasing Madness to the arena. He wasn't sure whether the message was relayed to them.

"Pretty dumb for the system to have all out war battles back to back. They're the most entertainingly, clearly." Kiro mocked.

He didn't really want to go next, he still wanted to laze around. He wanted to stay and recharge some more, so he didn't mistakenly end the fight within a few minutes of it starting.

He wanted to give the crowd a spectacle, much like Isla's guild. He wanted to entertain them to the highest degree. After Chasing Madness got into the arena, Evil Spawn was right behind them. There were about fifteen of them.

"Ah sh*t, I think, we will have a problem, how many necromancers is that? Seven?"

"Oh right, they're like Master's worst enemy and there's like 7 of them!"

Kiro sighed deeply. Out of all the guilds he personally chose, it had to be the one that would handicap him to a certain extent. But he wouldn't let this deter him, he didn't even bother activating vibrations this time.

"Kiro sure knows how to pick them, I'm tired of fighting undeads." Ishaan complained.

"This is a competition you don't get to choose who to fight." Kiro shot back.

"Actually..." Hiro was cut off before he could finish.

"Yes yes I know. Now quit whining and let's give them a show."

They were still unknown but Kiro and Hiro had their fans, whether from renting beasts or building them bases, so there were cheers that threatened to shake the entire arena.

They stood, waiting for the system to give a go ahead. The system was sneaky like that, maybe it could get them into trouble if they acted on their own.

"Okay team, they don't look like much. So let's end this quickly." The Evil Spawn guild master proclaimed louder with his impressive voice.

He knew the two's reputation, after all, most of the world announcements were about them. But seeing them in person, he didn't think they were all that.

It wasn't strange that he thought this, Kiro was in tattered robes and barefoot, carrying a staff that most in the game thought it was the most low level weapon compared to swords, bows and the like.

Ding!

[What are the two guilds waiting for?]

The system mocked. There was laughter from the stands. Kiro clicked his tongue at its sassy attitude.

"Ishaan, give protection to our healers. Attackers, let's go."

Kiro blinked where he was and appeared in the midst of enemy territory, he drove his staff through one of the necromancers. They were all taken by surprise, they hadn't expected him to be so fast, so they suffered a huge blow.

Their teammate died immediately. They didn't make the same mistake, they quickly summoned their undeads, jumping away from where Kiro was. Leaving him in a pool of undeads.

"I sure hope you're ready, I know they don't bleed, but bare with it." He knew his staff better than anyone, Ryu liked blood and hated fighting undeads because of that.

Ryu responded positively, he vibrated albeit weaker.

He wasn't alone anymore, his team had arrived just in time to be greeted by the army. Nikolai had a more difficult time moving, there weren't a lot of shadows around.

He'd still be damned if he couldn't beat low level undeads, when he'd cleared a whole dungeon of them before. With his two daggers, on both of his hands. He moved through them cutting them to pieces while his poison corroded the skeletons.

Jorge was slowly walking into his shoes. He admired Nikolai greatly, they were in the same class and he was far better than he was, he reckoned there'd be a lot to learn from him.

Kiro found it strange because even in his past life, Jorge had a deep admiration for Nikolai. Though it wasn't at this stage of the game. So he was a bit taken aback by the whole fate thing.

Since he took him to Paradise and sparred with him, Lyle was much better focused. He was utilising his staff much better than before too.

He moved quicker between the skeletons. Each strike breaking their skulls. He was feeling amazing too. He occasional threw punches and kicks, which were effective to an extent.

Felix being allowed to join the battle. He stood still, right besides Ishaan's shield. Nobody could see it but his body was vibrating with excitement. He didn't move where he was, he simply threw his weapon.

It snaked through the undead army, if he didn't know better he'd say that his weapon was sentient because it listened to him, it went wherever he commanded it to go and turned where he commanded it to turn.

Nobody expected his strategy, not even their enemies. They were standing before the army, waiting for Chasing Madness and After Dark to be tired so they could have an easier time.

One of their main attacks, who was a Knight, dodged the chain too late, it still wrapped around his long and thin neck. It took just a single pull from Felix's side to detach his head completely.

The crowd went absolutely insane, some were grabbing their friends by their clothes and shaking them. Unbelieving that a priest was also in the attacking line up. Most of all, their sceptre that turned into small chain saws, so sharp that it could cleanly cut someone's neck.

"Oh my god! Who are these guys?" One shouted at the top of their lungs.

"Definitely looks like After Dark, they're a mercenary group, they must've found a group to ally with."

"Sh*t! My dumb guild leader didn't want to hire them, I even knelt down, begging!"

"Some people can't see gold when it's staring them in the face."

Most guild leaders who were watching the impeccable fighting of After Dark were pulling their hairs. They were deeply regretting not giving them the time of day, they were being too careful for stupid reasons.

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