MMORPG: Rebirth of the Mortal Online

Chapter 231  Mysterious Ability

Chapter 231  Mysterious Ability

The sun rose over the horizon like a silent guardian watching over the world below.

After the last night's partying, the city woke up slowly and stayed more quiet than usual.

Because of increased tension, the taverns and bars officially closed. It was because there were more frequent fights and disturbances breaking out among the patrons.

Guilds versus guilds.

Factions versus factions.

That's why, because it was the last day to have an actual party, most of the guilds drank their fill of alcohol and celebrated before the official closure.

It was unclear when they would be open again, but one thing was clear. It wouldn't happen any time soon, as the day that war broke out was fast approaching.

Currently in the Dying Star Guild's meeting room, the top members of the guild had gathered for the final meeting before they all would go prepare for the war.

They all had their own groups. Often used for raids in the dungeon. Now, they were going to be used for war.

Orion smiled weakly and said. "Focus on the survival in the war ahead. We're unwillingly taking part of the war, but there is nothing we can do about that. Let's just get through this war in one piece, alright?"

They all nodded.

Orion didn't have desire for the throne. He was old and didn't have any heirs. However, he cared about his members, and he believed that one of them—Sapphira—was destined for the throne.

If they won the war, he would just sit on the throne till Sapphira was ready to succeed him. It's the only reason he was still fighting in his old age.

By the corner of the meeting room, Arkham stood alone with his battleaxe on his back, leaning the axe against the wall behind him.

It wasn't clear what he was thinking.

"Now, there's some problems." Orion said. "Razer Guild. They used to work closely with us as they have ways of acquiring Flasks of Setting Sun and Rising Moon, but they've apparently changed sides."

"Changing sides days before the war, hmph." Kewin said. "In these troubled times, we can actually see who is loyal and who is not."

"We ordered a shipment of flasks from them." Orion said. "500,000 Shinecoins worth. Instead of delivering them before changing sides, they took the money and the flasks and stopped answering to our letters."

"Scumbags!"

"Do they think they can just betray us without consequences?"

"What side did they betray us for?"

"Nightshade." Orion said. "Nightshade are basically in control of New Karma. I am sure Razer Guild will move there. We don't have any power there."

"Are they planning on giving our flasks to them?" Sapphira asked. "I would guess so. Our money also goes to their war efforts."

"That's the case." Orion said. "Now. Nightshade is protecting them. One of my spies saw a lot of activity in their place. Those flasks are important as our supply is dwindling."

"I can go knock on their door." Ford smashed his fists together. "Just because we've been kind to our enemies, they think we're soft."

"We need a proper plan." Sapphira said. "If Nightshade's top guys hear about us attacking them, they'll send their Hands to deal with us. It'll turn into an all-out fight in these streets.

"We would just wound each other before the war has officially even begun."

"I'll go handle them." Arkham finally said a word, and headed to the door.

"Brother, stop!" Sapphira shouted. "Didn't you hear what I just said?"

"Nightshade is also busy. Their Hands are dealing with the final preparations. They can't afford to send a powerful force to protect Razer Guild.

"When the situation has calmed down, Razer Guild will deliver those flasks over to Nightshade. They can't do it right now. There's too many to carry in inventories. They're also scared about getting robbed on the way back to Nightshade Guild.

"Thus, they'll wait.

"This is the best time to attack.

"Nightshade most likely only accepted Razer to their faction because of those flasks. Without those flasks, they're as good as dead. Razer knows it. They can't get robbed out of them, no matter what."

Arkham said and pushed the doors open.

"Allow us to at least help you." Sapphira said. "Razer is Prime Mercenary. He alone is already a formidable force."

"No." Arkham said and stepped out. "Other factions are keeping a close eye on us. They would try something foolish if we all went there. It's better if I go alone; they won't bother to go after me."

"But…" Sapphira looked conflicted.

"You heard him." Orion said. "Arkham, destruction of Razer Guild is not a priority. Find the flasks. Bring them here."

"Yes…" Arkham replied slowly, and then left.

…

"Hahahaha!" Razer laughed through the food in his mouth. "The future is looking promising!"

His top officers laughed as well, enjoying an expensive steak dinner.

To the left of them, the crates of the flasks were piled up high. It was the most important item in their possession, so instead of just storing it in their highly guarded storage room, they decided to keep it close by and in sight at all times.

Thus, those crates were right at Razer's office. The office was never empty, and there was always at least five guards.

When Razer brought another steak piece into his mouth, the floor under him shook, and shouting erupted from outside.

They all jumped to their feet and went outside to check what the hell was going on.

"What's the meaning of this?!"

When they walked outside, they looked through the railing and saw that their front door had been broken down. The members were sprawling on the ground, some injured and others unconscious.

Then, like a force of nature, Arkham stepped through the entrance with a battleaxe in hand.

When they saw him, they cried out his name. They knew who he was. They feared who he was.

"Arkham!" Razer shouted with a cold face. "What's the meaning of this?!"

When he peeked outside, he saw more corpses on the ground. They were all the guards that Nightshade sent for them.

He thought they would be enough to keep Dying Star away from their guild, but they were gravely mistaken!

'There's no way Arkham could've killed all of them single-handedly. He is just Royal Mercenary!'

He expected there to be more Dying Stars outside, but seconds went by, and it seemed like it was only Arkham!

"Send a letter to Ambrose, now!" Razer shouted to one of his officers.

The officer saluted quickly and turned to carry out the order.

Razer jumped over the railing and fell down to the ground below. He landed on his knees, and slowly stood back up like a graceful predator.

"You've come alone?" He asked and pulled out a strange-looking weapon from his inventory.

It looked like a hammer at first, but the head was shaped like a crescent moon.

Squeeze!

Arkham tightened his grip on his battleaxe. "All I need is me."

"Arrogance. Ignorance. Stupidity!"

Razer charged at him. The crescent moon of a hammer came from far down. It was almost touching the ground, then he swung it up. It swung over his shoulder and crashed down towards Arkham with incredible force.

Arkham didn't make a move. The hammer crashed towards him.

At that moment, it looked like the ground had expanded. The room turned larger, and the distance between the two of them grew.

The crescent moon part of the hammer missed Arkham's head because of that. It only landed on the ground in front of him with a shattering impact.

'What? Did he suddenly move, or why did it look like I was further away from him suddenly?!'

Razer was confused.

At that moment, the distance between the two shrank. Now they were right in front of each other!

"Mysterious World." Arkham landed his battleaxe on Razer's shoulder and cut so deep that the axe blade got stuck.

"Argh!" Razer coughed out blood. 'How? I didn't move, and he didn't move his legs! How am I suddenly so close to him?!'

"You must be confused." Arkham said. "That's its beauty. This place is a little bit bigger to my taste, don't you think so?"

Razer's eyes widened in shock.

The whole building turned smaller. It used to have three floors, dozens of rooms, and a large roof. Now, it was as big as a small bedroom.

Every member of the Razer Guild that had been hiding in nearby rooms was now inside this same room. They looked shocked and utterly confused.

At the corner of the room, the crate with the flasks appeared.

This room looked like it was a mixture of many rooms. The office, kitchen, bedroom, bathroom, and living room, all combined into one.

This room was the remnant of the former building.

'It's like he manipulated space itself here.' Razer thought in shock. 'This is definitely our guild building, but so small now…'

Arkham removed his battleaxe from his shoulder and moved it over his shoulder, looking like he was readying a wide swing.

"Now that all of you are in the same room, it's easy to kill all of you in a single strike."

"Everyone, dodge!" Razer screamed.

However, there was nowhere they could hide. The room was too small. The only exit was behind Razer, which was now just one door, and he was blocking it with his body.

With a single swing, the whole room exploded. The bodies exploded, the blood spewed, the bones shattered, the legs twisted, the arms ripped off.

It was a hideous sight.

When it was all done and dusted, Arkham walked out of that single room. The building behind him turned to its former size. Now, every wall was covered in blood.

Arkham looked at his hands. He was carrying the crates of the flask.