The D-Rank Guild Master of the No. 1 Guild-Chapter 64

Is it a long wind?

He used a shockwave like a long wind. You're going to educate Tarzan Gio with that?

Teach them that the outside world isn't easy? Did I say so?

Gio listened to the man's words, but his expression was fierce, as if he did not understand the speaker's intentions and objectives.

So, in the end, I completely ignored it.

I looked at Gio with salty eyes.

"Gio, you're not interested in anything else...... No matter how much he was ridiculed for being stupid, he never refuted. That's why there are still idiots chewing you up."

The puppies bark at the bears without knowing that they are afraid of them.......

"What do you think?"

"Why?"

"The other players are frustrated."

I looked at the back of the heads of the characters as they ran ahead of us, and smiled half-salty.

"This round, it's almost a stage for you."

Gio pondered, as if trying to fathom the significance of my words.

"You don't know what happens to the others, do you?"

Well, that's an ideal and good answer. I couldn't be more grateful that Gio is my person.

A man with his palms outstretched as if he is about to shoot a long wind, and players running forward to get out of the way.

The vast desert that surrounds us and the sands crumble from the far end.

And the tens of thousands of viewers who are looking down on us right now.

Conscious of all of these things, I realize how wonderfully the ground I stand on is a wonderfully crafted stage.

Gathering my thoughts, I turned to Gio and spoke.

"Gio, be as loud as you can, as hard as you can. Scrape all the power and blow it up."

With that, Gio turned to me.

"You say you should save it? You want me to save a little?"

See, Gio has become smarter. I remember all those words. After all, the special training that made me read the Three Kingdoms was successful.

"It's okay. It's not the end of what I'm going to show you today."

The man stomped his feet as if he couldn't listen anymore.

"I won't listen to you, you nonsense! Hit this and come to your senses!"

I didn't ask you to listen. It's a call for the audience to hear.

Listeners love how the characters in the game look like this.

Shhhh

A shrill sound of wind rushes in and toward Gio. The spreading shock wave instantly distorted the man's triumphant face.

Although the level of conversation was obvious, the long wind I saw earlier was quite impressive.

Even though an attack was about to come, I didn't want to dodge, and I curled the corners of my mouth and laughed.

Doubts begin to spread in the man's eyes.

Gio raised one foot to waist height, slamming it the sand.

Puffy.

The moment my feet dug into the sand.

Boom!

A tremendous sound of destruction echoed through the desert.

Then, as if a giant had stomped on it, the ground in front of him split in half.

This great island of air, like thin paper, was torn apart at the corners.

In an instant, a canyon was formed with a hollow bottom, and sand began to pour down the stormwater.

The characters who were running out screamed 'Uhhh

Not only the character that threatened us a moment ago, but also the grains of sand in the desert were sucked into the canyon.

Her hair and hem fluttered from the shock.

“…….”

Did I just look like I had just been kicked out?

I squeezed my lips shut so that they wouldn't open up, and I shook my head as if I could use it, but I still had a drop of cold sweat inside.

"Is this enough?"

Soon, Gio looks back at me with a nonchalant expression.

It's like you've made a fuss and ruined a toy made of clay, as if it's no big deal.

I smiled and looked forward.

"If I stumble and fall down, you'll have to save me."

I tried to warn him as if it was a joke, but instead of answering, Gio pulled his hand close to his hips and then stretched it forward.

Rumble.

This time, the sand rose. The crumbling grains bonded tightly.

After a while, a bridge just wide enough for two people to cross ran straight into the desert beyond.

This sand bridge will take the shortest distance to reach the center. Even without the exhaustion of getting your feet stuck in the sand.

I was genuinely amazed that Gio had come up with such an idea.

"I wonder if this is what it would feel like to grow up my son."

"What?"

"Let's go!"

I started running first, but Gio quickly caught up with me.

The clear sound of footsteps echoing through the sand naturally attracted aggro from all the characters.

"What are you guys!"

There were several characters yelling and climbing up the sand bridge to block the way. They all exuded their unique abilities with grim faces.

However.

“?”

Soon with a rumbling sound, they uh? Then he disappeared from view with the crumbling sand bridge.

"I'm sorry, but it's a two-seater!"

Gio didn't have a knack for dropping them all but the two of us.

It's just that the sand bridge isn't durable enough to hold anything other than the weight of two people!

Pisiung-.

At that moment, an arrow struck at Gio at 11 o'clock, aiming precisely at Gio's neck.

Luckily, Gio's hand, which was strengthened by a bunch of sand, was smashed! He grabbed the arrow with precision.

How much of a waste it would have been if I hadn't brought Gio with him and given him to another guild.

“……!”

That's when my eyes flashed. As if the arrow just was a fake to attract attention, the character who jumped in front of me in an instant swung the sword.

Whoops.

I, too, quickly slashed my hand blade to the side and started a firestorm.

Chang- The sword bounced off like a clash of swords.

In an instant, the man whose face became glittering with anger was smirk! He shouted and stepped away.

Do I really want to use Gio as a bodyguard? I, too, had a desire to fight against Gio and play an active role.

My Trait was mediocre in terms of output, but my 'Resistance' stat was pretty good.

In other words, he can easily block his opponent's attacks.

It's Porok, but it's not going to get caught.

"Now I can see the disc."

Meanwhile, Gio, who had shaken the two characters out of the sand bridge, followed me to my side. Gio's eyesight is over 5.0.

As I continued to run, I saw a striking yellow circular plate.

In other words, this is a floating island-like field. The sand drips little by little, as if narrowing the circle from the edge.

And the players gather on the only unbreakable round board in the center to avoid being eliminated.

Then the survivors of Deathrun will fight each other on the disc in the sky.

But when we arrived, it didn't seem like we arrived very quickly. I guess it's the top 20% or so?

It was as if we were running on an asphalt road while others were running on the sand that was soaking in, but it seemed that it was because we were spotted and quarreled with each other.

[46th eliminator!]

[The Agatha Guild is dropping out one after another!]

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Instead, we're going to contribute the most to the game. The sound of the game's broadcast has been calling out the name of our guild for a long time.

The plan was to push it all the way to the original board, and then use Gio's ability to push through the frontrunners who arrived first, and then lay siege to them.......

"Gio, how many people are on the disc?"

"One."

"Only one?"

He managed his breathing so that the tempo wouldn't be disturbed, and his eyes strained into the distance. But it was too far away for me to see.

"What's that one person doing?"

"I think I'm sitting."

Based on Gio's testimony, I was getting more and more serious.

There are those who have already occupied the disc and are conducting a siege war. Me and Gio, who are one step late, should not defend, but attack to break through the gates.

And yet it's relaxed enough to sit down?

"Don't you see anything else?"

"There's a bloodbath around you."

At last, the bright yellow disc was near. I could see the outline.

There were several players who had arrived before me and Gio, but I didn't dare to approach the original and only one was watching.

Geek, cringe.

The blade of the axe, drawn by a small hand, stained with blood and left scratches on the disc.

Sitting in the middle of the disc, Inyoung was so small that I thought she was crouching. She sat with her legs crossed, her uniform soaked with blood.

Of course, it's not his own blood, but the blood of the other characters who sprinkled around the area.

For now, there is still a long way to go to the edge of collapse. You don't have to get into the disc with that girl right now.

But what if after a while, only the original is left?

Then the players hovering nearby have to make a choice. Commit suicide by falling, or bravely enter the bloody scene.

Paat.

At this time, I and Gio's status window received a "Vice Guild Leader Communication". It was a communication from the observatory to the participants in the field.

["Be careful. That girl is the guild leader of the Butchers' Guild."]

Carnell, who must have been watching the cams besides us from the observatory, hinted at it.