The young girl in front of him was full of vigilance.
"I've been lurking around your Imperial Magic Academy for three days."
Brain lifted a finger and stroked the short, stiff stubble on his chin, putting on a show of hardship. "Who knew you'd already dropped out."
I've been targeted?
Arshe immediately clenched her iron staff, her hands filled with caution. Brain certainly didn't look like a good person right now.
"The money my father owes, I will repay it."
Arshe's eyes held a hint of bitterness as she spoke in a soft yet firm tone. "I hope you won't disturb my family."
She knew her father had borrowed money to maintain the dignity of nobility, to satisfy this vanity, and continue the same extravagant lifestyle as before.
"Huh?"
Brain tilted his head, a sneer appearing on his usually languid face. "You've misunderstood. I'm not a debt collector."
"My purpose here is to invite you to join our organization. Originally, I was also going to invite another fellow named 'Rotten Wolf'."
"Unfortunately, he's already been conscripted by your 'Bloody Emperor,' so I can only come and invite you as a backup option."
A flood of information entered Arshe's ears.
A hint of panic flickered across Arshe's face. The blue-haired youth before her wasn't from the Empire, and coupled with the talk of "inviting her to join an organization"...
A strong sense of unease washed over her!
Arshe immediately lifted her foot, making a move to retreat, while simultaneously preparing to chant a spell.
Whoosh!
A cold glint flashed through the air.
The sharp, snow-white sword tip had silently appeared at Arshe's throat.
"Gulp~"
Cold sweat beaded on Arshe's forehead, her throat involuntarily twitching. She hadn't even seen the man make a move.
"Your chanting speed is too slow."
Brain's tone remained languid, the angle at which he held the hilt incredibly casual. He said softly, with composure, "At this close a distance, I can kill you with ease, you fallen noble lady."
Tap tap~
Footsteps echoed from the alley entrance.
Shing!
Brain pulled his arm back, the snow-white blade flashing in the light. The longsword was already sheathed at his waist.
Arshe's small mouth opened, breathing in the fresh air. She felt as if she'd been pulled out of water, her back and the sides of her short golden hair already drenched.
Several women carrying baskets emerged from the alley entrance. They glanced at Brain and Arshe, said nothing more, and passed by them, chatting quietly.
The alley returned to silence.
Arshe tightly gripped her iron staff, her head bowed, her shoulders trembling slightly, like a helpless young girl under oppression.
"Normally, ripe apples are red. However, according to our Alliance Leader, there's also a variety in the world whose skin is green."
Brain leaned against the wall, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "They look very green on the outside, but in reality, they're already ripe."
Arshe nervously raised her head, meeting his calm gaze. She understood what he meant.
As he spoke, Brain reached for the magic belt at his waist and took out a bottle of warm potion. The clear liquid swirled in his eyes.
"Drink this."
Brain's eyelids drooped, his languid voice turning cold.
This was the potion that had almost made him lose himself, even shatter his will. Power came so easily, rendering all his efforts meaningless, even a joke.
No!
This potion, which increased his strength, had a bottleneck.
Only the "Hero Domain" was a realm that could only be reached through one's own efforts. That was the strongest proof of one's own power and will!
After a period of dazed confusion, He—Brain, had stepped into the realm known as the "Hero Domain"!
Clang!
The iron staff fell to the ground.
Arshe drank the unknown potion. Facing a powerful individual who could take her life at any moment, she had no other choice.
"Th-this..."
Arshe parted her trembling, delicate lips. Feeling the magic within her constantly increasing, her voice stammered, unable to form a complete sentence.
"Welcome to... a new world!"
Brain looked at the stunned Arshe, a seductive whisper emerging from the Abyss:
"A fallen noble young lady."
...
—Slane Theocracy.
Theocracy Capital.
Located in the deepest part of the entire city, within a hexagonal star formation formed by six churches, it appeared underground in an ordinary area.
There was a large building completely buried underground, referred to by some elderly church members as an alternative underground structure called the "Guild."
This name was given by Lord Surshana, the Dark God, in remembrance of the other five divine lords.
It represented "friendship" beyond mortal comprehension!
It was said.
That immeasurable undead, under the control of Lord Surshana, the Dark God, excavated and built it.
On a long, ancient underground corridor.
Killing Death's reflection followed silently on the ground as it moved.
"This is probably the origin of these places~"
Killing Death narrowed its pupils, emitting a sweet voice. A soft, quiet introduction.
It seemed to be talking to itself!
However.
The surface of the shadow stirred imperceptibly.
That's right, Tang Zheng had infiltrated Killing Death's dark shadow, completely disappearing without a trace.
This was the skill "Darkness Immersion Wings" from "Flesh Armament."
It allowed one to completely merge into darkness, entering an unknowable state. In Tang Zheng's opinion, its effect was similar to the magic spell "Complete Unknowability."
Of course, to hide his Warrior abilities.
Tang Zheng first activated "Flesh Armament," then used "Ninjutsu: Concealment" to enter stealth, and then activated the skill of Flesh Armament.
Two days had passed.
After sending away the pestering Remedios, Tang Zheng quietly waited for the reactions of Killing Death and the "Four Elements" after their return to the Theocracy Capital.
Killing Death had not gone all out, carrying the True Divine Artifact and the Darkness Scripture to attack the hilly region.
This outcome was satisfactory to Tang Zheng.
It was enough to show that Killing Death had acknowledged the fact that he had been thoroughly defeated.
...
[Ability Table]
Innate Ability: [Player]
Comprehensive Level: 74Lv
[Experience Bar: 1/1118w]
Skill Points: 123...
...
Two days had passed. After gaining another 3 million experience points, he had leveled up once. He then removed the intermediate profession "Commander," so he remained at level 74.
"Guild... They actually named it that directly." Tang Zheng was startled when he first heard the word "Guild."
He had thought that some members of the Six Great Gods were not dead.
Only then did he realize that this secret underground building, located deep within the Slane Theocracy, was simply named "Guild."
However, this name was not often used by the people of the Theocracy. Most of the Theocracy's high-ranking officials preferred to call it the "Sanctuary."
This was because the equipment of the Five Pillar Gods was stored here.
As for the equipment legacy of the other, Surshana the Dark God, it had most likely fallen into the hands of the Eight Greed Kings after his death.
"If that's the case, the information that the 'Six Great Gods' came from a guild can be confirmed."
Tang Zheng, hidden in the shadows, pondered and analyzed the information revealed by Killing Death:
"Also, before this underground building called 'Guild' was constructed, the guild strongholds of the Six Great Gods must have already encountered problems."
The construction of this place and the choice of name by Surshana the Dark God likely held commemorative significance.
How did the guild strongholds of the "Six Great Gods" get destroyed? Was there any record of this in the Slane Theocracy?
This thought crossed Tang Zheng's mind.
It was certain that the guild strongholds had been destroyed, but it was impossible to determine the exact circumstances, as this represented different levels of danger!
As far as Tang Zheng knew.
There are two ways to destroy a guild: one is to break through its defenses head-on, and the other is to destroy its guild weapons.
Both of these can actually be categorized together!
There's another method, which is rare in games but can occur in a different world: guild bankruptcy.
In "YGGDRASIL," the guild stronghold system requires a constant annual expenditure of gold coins for its operation.
Depending on the size and configuration of the guild's base, costs such as food self-sufficiency, trap activation fees, and mercenary monster expenses all require gold coins.
If expenses exceed income, it will lead to guild bankruptcy.
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