Battle Of Ascension 464 The Native Creature 3

Guardian was the overseer of the Battle of Ascension. Hermit Varikh was one Guardian of the human race from sixteen Guardians. The Guardian had absolute authority during the Battle of Ascension.

No matter who violated the rule, the Guardian had the right to hand as they fit. As for these people background, there was no need for the Guardian to afraid these people background as the Guardian itself had high status.

Hermit Varikh was one of sixteen Guardians and he was in charge of Asia Continent matter. Not a long ago, he and the other fifteen Guardian received a report. After receiving the report, Hermit Varikh immediately went to East City.

Actually, he reached East earlier and found these upper echelons of Ascension Guild gathered to discuss something. That something was the profit from the broadcast of the World Contest.

Hermit Varikh had been eavesdropping for a while before he decided to barge in. This was the same as caught these people red-handedly.

As for the two people who tried to run away earlier. They were the person from t.i.tan Faction. Upon noticing the Guardian caught up here, they knew that they had been found out for a violation they did. That was why they used that chance for their last attempt to save their lives. However, in front of the Guardian, their effort was futile.

As for the rest nineteen people, they did not dare to run away. Usually, The Guardians would not meddle in the matter of Battle of Ascension except… The Guardian received a "report".

With the arrival of the Guardian, everyone in the meeting room knew that there was a partic.i.p.ant made a report regarded the World Contest. Not only that partic.i.p.ant had a max level of AI Helper, but this person also aware the World Contest was a fraud.

"Yes, sir!" Old Man Bai stood up and began telling what happened, he said it aloud, "t.i.tan Faction is…"

Exactly, t.i.tan Faction was the people behind the change of the World Contest. Actually, the World Contest itself was a common agenda in Battle of Ascension. But the genuine World Contest was the same as the monthly tournament, the difference was the partic.i.p.ant. The partic.i.p.ant of the World Contest covered the four continents.

But suddenly t.i.tan Faction suddenly proposed a tempting offer. It was to change the World Contest with the current World Contest. There was a big benefit behind the World Contest, but not all faction agreed to this idea.

Old Man Bai opposed this as he knew the motive of t.i.tan Faction. t.i.tan Faction wanted to kill Randy as they found it was too hard to kill Randy in Earth. They planned to kill Randy in Trial Island, that was why they proposed this idea.

Because there was someone opposed this, the upper echelons of Ascension Guild decided this issue by voting. Because they could not resist the temptation, most factions agreed.

As for the Guardians, they would not meddle as long as they did not receive the report. These upper echelons thought there would be no one so stupid to waste the skill point on AI Helper in the current stage Battle of Ascension. That was why they confidently agreed with this idea. But now they regretted because there was someone with a max level AI Helper.

Hermit Varikh listened to Old Man Bai indifferently. When he heard the person name the t.i.tan Faction aimed for. The recollection of three years ago resurfaced once again. He remembered this person had helped him obtain a whole of Dragon corpse.

'Hmm, I can help him a little with my status.' Hermit Varikh smiled.

Even though he had helped Randy, but he also gained a lot. For Randy three years ago, killing a dragon was an impossible matter. He did not know how Randy took back the whole dragon corpse, but for taking back this dragon corpse alone, Hermit Varikh believed Randy took a certain risk. Helping Randy in this matter was easy as turned his palm.

"Kill everyone from t.i.tan Faction… No, leave one alive!" Hermit Varikh dropped a verdict for the t.i.tan Faction.

Hearing this, the people who agreed with the t.i.tan Faction scared. Cold sweat flooded their back and they looked nervous.

Hermit Varikh scanned the people in the table as he rubbed his beard. He was thinking of an appropriate punishment for these people.

"For you guys, you can give compensation for the partic.i.p.ant. Doubled the prizes for first, second, and the third place. Not only doubled the prize, but you also have to add 5 set Divine Grade Armor and Divine Grade Weapon for the first place.

For the second place, you have to add 3 Divine Grade Armor and Weapon. For the third place, add 1 Divine Grade Armor and Weapon! As for the World Contest, you guys can continue the program as you planned. Just make sure that only you guys to keep this secret. As for the person who made the report, I will talk to him, " Hermit Varikh came up with a decision.

After that, Hermit Varikh stood from his seat and left the meeting room. Leaving the upper echelons of Ascension Guild East City branch in a daze. The compensation their faction had to pay was somewhat crazy, but they did not dare to voice out their complaint.

'Heh, little friend, I have come up with such generous repayment. The rest depends on your effort.' Thought Hermit Varikh as he left the Ascension Guild's headquarter.

…

In a gra.s.sland, Trial Island

There was a group of ten people ran away from the chase of a giant beastmen. This beastmen had a head of rhinos with a golden horn. The beastmen was about 10 meters tall on average, its hand was a crab pincer, and there was a black feather wing on its back.

Despite having a wing, these a few hundred beastmen were chasing the human on foot. They could not use their wing to fly, but they could use their wing to hasten their movement.

These a few hundred of beastmen were chasing after a group of ten people madly. Slowly, the distance between the two groups became closer and closer. It was just a matter of the time before the group of beastmen could catch up to the human group.

Suddenly, there was a person stopped his foot and turned back to the group of the beastmen. He realized that they could not run away from the chase of the beast. He decided to sacrifice himself to let his team escape.

"I will stall these mad beast, you guys run!" After that, the man took out a cloak. It was a black cloak and he wore it on his back, on the cloak, there was a smiling emoji. This group was Happy Guild guild member and the person who took the black cloak was Angga, he was the leader of this group.

Among the group, he was the person with the highest grade bloodline, Mythical Grade Bloodline. If he was alone, he could run away from the chase of this beastmen. However, he had to responsible for his group member safety.

The other also stopped their run. Looking at Angga who determined to sacrifice his life for them, they affected.

"Then I will accompany you! Two persons block these mad beasts will give more time. I and Angga will stall the beastmen, you guys have to run away!"

"No, you guys have to run. I will stall them for a while. I will catch up to you guys later! Go! Go! Go!" Angga resolutely ordered his subordinates.

"Nah, it's too late, Angga! They have caught up!" One person tapped Angga shoulder as he pointed toward the group of beastmen.

Then the former smiled toward Angga, "Let's face them together!"

Angga could helplessly shake his head. Even though their status in Happy Guild was subordinate and superior, but they were a close friend. He knew that it was useless to urge them anymore, they determined to stay.

He did not know whether to be proud or sad. He could only shake his head in helplessness.

The group of the beastmen had stopped their chase. They were about 15 meters away from Angga group. Then, there was a 15 meters tall beastmen walked forward. It was pointing its pincer crab toward Angga while hitting its thick chest.

The meaning was clear, the beastmen was asking a duel against Angga.

"Don't, let's face them together. We might have a chance…"

However, Angga waved his hand to stop his friend, "Let me have a duel against it, I hope…" Then he whispered something to his friends.

"... Tell my girlfriend, I love her!" This was Angga's last words before he slowly walked forward. He had a Legendary Grade Spear on his hand and slowly his a green fur grew from his body.

In Angga's ten steps, he completely transformed into a Wolverian with a green fur, his eyes also turned green and extremely sharp.

The beastmen noticed its opponent was ready. It let aloud growl and charged forward with its big golden horn.

"Groarrgghhh!"

Angga also rushed forward, he planned to receive the attack head on. Angga wielded his spear to the golden horn.

Bang!

The spear and horn clashed. The result was a tie, but Angga felt a bad premonition. He wanted to draw back, but then he saw his hand along with a spear fell.

He was so exhausted after the long fight and run. Angga wanted to finish the duel as soon as possible. That was why he decided to face the beastmen head to head. But he was too careless, he did not antic.i.p.ate the beastmen movement was faster than him.

Then he saw the crab pincer shot toward him. Angga knew he lost, death awaited for him. He closed his eyes slowly as he accepted his death.

Just as he thought that he would die, a familiar voice traveled into his ears, "Thanks, G.o.d! I am not late!"