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Volume 5
Chapter 35: City-Wide Royal Rumble
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But Siva didn’t get mad. Instead, he saw that he was being challenged by Rentaw. This guy really is worthy of his position as the City Lord of a large city such as Warjillis. One must know that one cannot achieve a high position without the mastery on business deals.
In business deals, there are many routes to take for one to have the advantage in the deals and to get a client to sign up with his money.
For this particular exchange, he was challenging his ‘identity’ to know his purpose by asking justice for the reason why he came into being.
If he was an AI, perhaps he would’ve fried this man with a lightning bolt.
But alas, they both knew that he was Siva and so he only narrowed his eyes and made it so that he looked like he was smiling.
“Mortal.” Siva’s voice was stern and proud. “To ask a God of his purpose of visit is but a challenge to my identity but… I know your concern.” At this point, he made a gesture for everyone to look at the resting Warhammer plunged on the cemented iron floor. “A few million years ago in your time, I created a copy of my Mjolnir and gifted it to my apprentice. But fate had a different twist in life even for an Immortal such as that bodacious brat. Death is unavoidable when face to face with destiny but to him, though war had killed his body, his divinity managed to live on. These are stories you are not privy of for they’ve happened even before the time of your very first ancestors. You asked about my reason… very well.
“The reason why I am here is because I am searching for the copy of my beloved Mjolnir. I have sensed that there was a big anomaly within these lands not long ago and felt the presence of the tool. As such I came here carrying intent on taking back my apprentice’s weapon for his return.
“My purpose for coming here in this mortal city, however, is to test worthy souls to be my followers and messengers. You see, I have only but one goal and that is to recruit the strongest followers to make sure that my mission in coming here will be accomplished. I do not need people who ask a lot of question. I only need the ones who had the ability to follow my orders without batting an eye.”
When Siva finished, no, in fact, even when he was talking, there was a sensation of power coming from his every word.
It’s like hearing an ancient master speak of his Dao.*
(*Please Google its intricacies)
His tone became deep, commanding, authoritative, and had a lot of sincerity and might in them that even Ren found it to have felt like it was true.
To Siva, as soon as he finished speaking, it was like he awoke from a trans that he blinked and almost slip up and shake his head.
And yet, what he did was to frown and stare at the souls behind Ren. This stare gave even the GMs a heavy feeling of intimidation. His red eyes were like a knife drenched in fresh blood with its killing intent still radiating like a devil’s aura.
Ren and his company had no intention to listen to his words but for some reason, they processed it and even remembered its details as if it was an important information regarding a mission or a quest.
There was such a sense of truth in them that there is an inclination of a real impending war.
A war against Siva –believed to also be a God!
But for the rest of the people in the arena, the Guild members of the guilds present, and those people who knew of who Siva is… their minds were all reeling.
The GM of the Valkyries was thinking of the demon invaders, the aliens who called themselves the LAGRAM Alliance.
The GM of the Nine Dragons Gate thought of the old stories about Ragnarok.*
(*please google its intricacies)
The GM of the Ebony Sanctuary guessed that it may even be connected to an even grander quest than the ones that Siva possessed right now.
He was already imagining things on a galactic level!
God Wars! Warships numbering to thousands, Gods and Immortals killing each other, and then there was them, the players, beside Elder god Donar, watching the tide of change for both sides…
The rest of them all had different thoughts running on their minds. Seeing this reaction, Siva narrowed his eyes as if smiling as an idea sprouted in him at the moment.
“I could fit this well on my plan.”
Siva felt elated at the thought of this plan while the two behind him only looked on with serious faces as their fists already drenched in cold slippery sweat.
Not waiting for any reply, he spoke again while he put a hand on his stomach, gesturing for his body.
“This mortal body is molded in the image of the currently strongest person in this planet for my true body would attract a heavenly lightning as punishment for coming to this plane. It can destroy this city in but an instant. But even so, it doesn’t mean that my skills are mediocre. If I may say so myself, my current body’s limits are in par with that person…”
When Siva pointed a finger, it landed on the audience rack 150m away on his left side towards the person with a mohawk hairstyle surrounded by muscular men who wore the same clothes as he.
Upon seeing who he was pointing to, the GMs and their guild’s squads all thought: “Is he serious? His body is modelled from the currently strongest man in the planet so it means they will look alike! But his body’s limits are on par with that pipsqueak?! If he’s this weak then becoming the only followers of this God will ensure us treasures and fame beyond imagination!”
Almost immediately, animosity could be felt coming from the GMs of the Guilds presents.
They are players and real people.
Greed runs on their veins!
Even the Valkyries are no different and even the girl-to-the-core Nine Dragons Gate was tempted as well.
“If we defeat him, then our place is assured.”
They were planning on defeating Donar to prove their might and their prowess. If Donar accepts his defeat then he will be forced to acknowledge them as his only followers.
And to be his only followers…
FLASH!! A clear blaze of hostility could be seen in the eyes of the strongest players in the arena.
Right at moment, the GMs looked at the other GMs they thought was their greatest rival. When elder Donar gives the signal to attack, this entire arena will become a bloody bowl –all forces against each other!
But then, while they were all thinking of ganging up on Siva or the Guild they saw as competition or even enemy, while some also thought of making Donar admit defeat by ganging up on him, Siva’s next words became the defining line that made them all stricken with disbelief.
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“So–” their silence prompted him. “–with that said, in preparation on taking back my apprentice’s weapon and fighting whoever has it right now, I will conduct my tests and thus commands all of you to participate.”
When he said all, he meant ‘everyone’ in the arena… right?
––Pause––
Did he just gesture to every one of us?
––what about him?
When he spoke those words –no, even when he was still talking, his voice was already loud enough that it was spreading towards the entirety of the arena.
He did indeed blatantly invite everyone in the entire arena just now.
This realization occurred to Ren a bit too late because at the next moment, Siva was already halfway to putting his hammer on his right shoulder and some of those in the crowd who processed his words correctly were already firing up their gears as they all began to jump towards the arena to fight it out with him.
“No! Wait!” Ren shouted and he was about to scream when the Akhenaton roared mightily from the sky, stopping all the sprouting chaos that almost escaped its cage.
Everyone looked up in awe and fear of Akhenaton. But then, Siva’s last set of words mightily set a decree.
At first, his voice was calm. But with the silence of the arena, every wave carried his voice a booming like that of a tsunami.
Every wave was bigger than the last!*
“My followers… aren’t weak––“
At this point, Siva seemed to be the only existence that is capable of moving. He took a step while all the souls in the arena were still out of their bodies.
“My minions seek power and strength––“
TAP! It wasn’t a loud sound of a step but the sole of his shoe that hit the floor of the arena echoed like a drop of water in a tranquil quiet cave.
“––strength to trample their enemies…
“––power to thwart all foes…
TAP! His second foot landed, followed by his third, and then his fourth as he continued on.
“––might to wage war with all or nothing…
“––to defy their limits…
“––to offer their souls…“
The arena remained quiet, still, and unmoving.
Everyone was sucked in on his words as the opening The Akhenaton provided on this speech silenced their minds and sent them all reeling. Those first to react were the ones in the arena as Ren, being the closest, silently, yet seemingly very slowly, rose to his feet and jumped off to the sky.
“––all those below your so called S-Ranked Hunters are not allowed and only those who are prepared to offer tribute and are also prepared to fight to the last ten shall be granted entry to my kingdom!”
BOBOBOOM!!
Like thunder exploding right beside their ears, those Guild Masters and their members have taken their few steps back as the pressure coming from Siva’s words made them do these reflexive motions.
And then, Siva held the God Hammer up, extending on his right side, slowly bent back and also slowly arching into a smashing motion.
“––I
“––am
“––Donar!
“––I am the God of War!
“––None–shall–defy–my–dec–––––––reeeee!”
BOOM!
Like a dreadful judge, the hammer was struck to the arena. Siva activated the Mjonir’s default weapon ability [Hammer Blast] to add more drama to his play.
Rubbles flew. A crater was made. A visible wave of air and dust could be seen expanding from the point of impact as the entire arena was shaken by the tremor that traveled wide.
Ren and the others were now high up but even then, they still felt the tremendous power of that smash that was enough that the entire arena trembled.
Only they know the truth about Siva but this attack of his still sent chills down their spines.
Yes, they can boast about their abilities and hunter ranks to anyone else but they have seen and heard of Siva… there were all those videos, accounts, and articles about him...
Adding this provocative yet very domineering grand entrance that ended with a smashing of the arena as if he was the sole judge to decide who lives or die…
Siva declared to the world from this city…
I am The God of War!
NONE
SHALL
DEFY
ME
The people in the arena at the moment did not dare to dismiss this mighty declaration as a simple threat.
High up Ren thought differently. He understood that Siva had a goal why he’s done this. And so what he did is to think about the ‘decree’ over and over again.
…only S-Ranked Hunters are allowed…
…only those who are prepared to offer tribute and prepared to fight it to the last ten shall be accepted…
…minions…
…last ten…
…only the strong survives.
“Could it be…?!!”
Then a thought entered Ren’s mind. Siva clearly went into the arena and just wanted to bet and because Ren wanted to make an impression on him, he ended up creating this scene.
“Fucking crazy bastard! He caused this outrageous act just to set up a Royal Rumble!”
All S-Ranked Hunters who will bet can fight and only the last ten shall be granted to be his minion.
“Genius!” Ren couldn’t help beaming a wide smile.
As soon the hammer struck the floor, Ren had already pulled the Hydra members into the sky as he shouted at the already confused announcer in the distance.
“Go and announce my order to the whole city! Arena Bet-Class Matches – those who are able to bet S-Ranked Equipment can join in the arena matches to become Elder God Donar’s minion. No rules! Lock down the city and no one is allowed to enter or leave without official approval from my office! Activate the city-wide defenses! Shut down all arena matches! Only this arena is allowed to operate in this time until the sun sets!”
Upon hearing the command, the announcer is wide-eyed looking at Ren, trying to process his order.
“Go! Do it now!”
“Eh? Ah! Yes, yes! Right away.”
The announcer stuttered as he abandoned all other thoughts, jumping on a hovering platform, grabbing his mic and wearing Rayban Sunglasses.
He even used his saliva to fix his temple hairs!
With the order transmitted to the director, the team on the broadcast booth pressed many buttons as they gave a thumb’s up to the director which then gave his okay to the announcer.
[Okay! Citizens of the Battle City! This is your DJ Mic live at the Southern Coliseum… inviting you all into a grand event! No Rules Royal Rumble! The prize is the limited Ten Slot chance to be a minion of Elder God Donar! The battle has already begun! Only S-Ranked Hunters are allowed to join and the bet is S-Ranked equipments! All other arenas are closed and only the Southern Arena is open! Come now while there are still a few slots left! WE ARE GOING LIVE so place your bets on who shall be the chosen ones!!!]
After the announcement, a pop up window appeared in Siva’s vision with the original [nameless bet] that he had placed before his Grand Entrance.
Covered by the dust clouds and confused citizens, he looked up and saw a smiling Rentaw, “You got my respect.”
DING!
[A Deal has been requested of the City Lord.]
Will you accept?
(Yes?) – (No?)
Siva didn’t have to guess what this meant. His initial deduction of Ren wasn’t a mistake. He was a man of wit and integrity, with a tinge of honor and reputable temperament –only– he was more of a businessman than a player who likes to go on adventures.
Pressing the confirm button on the [deal] panel, the number of bets on his request began to increase as the rules were changed and granted by Rentaw.
Half of the bets will belong to the city while half of it will be transferred to him.
Now, all the bets will be moved to his loot pocket with no limits and until the owners of the bets are killed or the time limit of the arena matches are up, all of their S-Class equipment bets will never be his.
He looked up again and nodded at Ren, “Shouldn’t you be starting your game now?” after he said that, he looked back and saw the confident grins on Volt and Thorn, nodding.
Of course, Thorn and Volt couldn’t say anything. All is said and done now. What else can they do?
Siva leaned forward, taking a step like an evangelion holding the God Hammer. BOOM! He left a wind tunnel with his afterimages and an expanding ring of air at the place where he used to stand.
He can’t wait until the time limit.
As much as possible, he would remove the few obstacles on his plans while he can…
––with his own hands.
“Hahahahahahaha!!”
BOOM!
BOOOOMM!!
“Aaargh…”
“Donar is joining the arena!”
“Get away. Ge away!”
“Ahahahaha! The weak are not allowed to join me!”
“Nooooo~~!!”
BOOM!
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The city was silent trying to process the announcer’s words. But as soon as they saw the LIVE broadcast of the Southern Arena through the Global Sphere, a message window appeared on the visions of the qualified S-Ranked Hunters.
City Lord’s Decree
Fight in the Southern Arena.
Join Elder God Donar’s Entourage of Ten.
Wage war against The Heavens.
Become one of the strongest in The North.
DIDING!
[Mission]
Difficulty: City Lord’s Decree
The Southern Arena had a visit from an Elder God named Donar. He revealed that he is looking for the one who stole the Mjolnir he gave to his apprentice, the Thunder God, Thor. You are invited to join a battle royal with bets that will decide your chances on becoming one of the ten people to become Elder God Donar’s minions. Great riches, glory, and fame awaits those who will survive until the end.
Restrictions:
(1) Only for the S-Ranked or above Hunters
(2) Only those who had bets are allowed in the battles
(3) Only S-Class Equipment are allowed as bets
Time Limit: Until Sunset Only (6h:13m:44s)
Automatic acceptance.
Only when you placed a bet will you be qualified.
There was silence.
All of the arena can’t proceed with their matches but they are still able to stay there and watch the arena in the south through the Global Sphere.
There are a total of ten coliseums in Warjillis –one on every direction and two at the center– and they are all active depending on the events they hold almost each day. When the announcement was made, the fights were stopped and the pop up window appeared on everyone’s visions.
The city-wide announcement was now made.
So then, the chaos begins.
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Donar had issued a decree
The city plunges into chaos!
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