Chapter 389 Nukeworld
In the darkening city of Amaterasu.
A three-story building stood in the corner of Caramel Street. It was on the same street as other residential buildings.
It was clear that this neighborhood was for families with high incomes.
Currently, on the top floor of the three-story building that was fully painted white, a gentle candle covered the room in a calming yellow hue.
As the candle was right on top of a desktop drawer, right beside a wall, it only had one shadow, and that was the candle stick, as flames didn't have one.
Smash!
At that moment, the door broke apart as one armed man crashed through and fell to the floor. He was spewing blood from his missing right arm, and he screamed loudly.
Whistle~
A whistling man stepped over the broken door and placed his long-bladed machete against his hand.
"That's enough." A man with neatly-combed hair patted the whistling man's shoulder and approached the one-armed man with a nonchalant look. "You know why we are doing this?"
"Ptui!" The one-armed man spat out and looked with irritation towards him. "How could I? I am a mere soldier, after all."
"You have no right to feel anger." The neat-looking man crouched in front of him and said, "You are a traitor, after all."
"Traitor, because I don't believe your words about utopia?" The one-armed man laughed. "Well then—Nukeworld—what are you going to do about it?"
"Hmm." Nukeworld, the leader of the New Player Alliance, looked at him before sighing. "You gave important information about our alliance away. Worst of all, you gave it to those bikers."
"Hmph…" The one-armed man scoffed and felt his vision turn hazy as he looked over to the candle.
After discovering that the legendary Roaring Engines, who were even known in the real world as the most dangerous bike gang in the world, were after their alliance, he decided to change sides.
He sold plenty of information for nice amount of money.
He already planned to quit the game, so he didn't care what Nukeworld and others did to him.
Nukeworld silently looked in his firm, unwavering eyes.
"You have resigned to your fate, it seems." He sighed, looked at the machete-wielding man, and gave a brief nod.
"Deadworld, do your thing."
"Whistle~" Deadworld, with the machete in hand, approached the one-armed man with a smirk.
"Haha, what can you do to me? Kill me?" The one-armed man laughed and sat up with a large grin. "I only logged in because I wanted to stare you guys in the eye and laugh.
"There is nothing any of you can do. I already received my payment, and I can quit the game now."
"You are mistaken, little pup." Deadworld grinned, stabbed the machete into the one-armed man's abdomen, and whispered. "A storm of pain."
"Huh?" The one-armed man frowned, but at that moment, a sharp pain shot throughout his body, widening his eyes in shock.
"Aaaaaaaaaaarfggh!"
Nukeworld walked down the stairs while the screams echoed from the background.
He soon arrived at the first floor, where men and women, wearing brown ponchos, had gathered in the living room. They were examining maps of Amaterasu and the surrounding environment.
"Boss." A short-haired woman nodded after Nukeworld arrived in the living room and showed him a map of a certain part of Amaterasu. "We have acquired information about the Roaring Engines location.
"They chose their spot wisely, as we cannot attack there without alarming Watchmen."
"Mm." Nukeworld nodded, placed his hands on the table, and looked at the scattered maps. "Attacking them would be unwise."
"What should we do?" A person asked while everyone else looked at their leader while expecting answers.
They fully trusted in their leader, who managed to build the alliance from the ground up, and now they were one of the leading forces of Amaterasu.
If they accepted Roaring Engines' offer of relocating, all their hard work would've been for nothing.
At that moment, Wildloid, with bronze skin and flowing black hair, entered the room.
She looked over to Nukeworld, who sensed her presence, and said. "What about their offer?"
"What offer?" Nukeworld glanced over his shoulder at her.
"About the single combat." Wildloid walked over to him, slammed her hands on the table, and angrily said, "All you need to do is defeat him. Then, our alliance's future would be secured!"
A few members of the alliance nodded and looked over to Nukeworld. They hadn't given their answer about the fight yet.
"It's risky." Nukeworld looked away from her and looked at the maps. "They are treacherous. Once I defeated him, they wouldn't stand still."
"Roaring Engines are all about strength." Wildloid clenched her fist, frustrated at Nukeworld. "If they saw their leader get defeated, there is no way they would continue to fight!"
"You don't know about that." Nukeworld folded his arms and shook his head. "We have the advantage of numbers. The fight is what Motorhero wants. We cannot allow him to control the war."
Wildloid scoffed. "If you do not want to fight, send Deadworld. I am sure he is more than willing!"
"We cannot afford to lose either." Nukeworld said with a frown.
"Lose? Who?"
At that moment, Deadworld arrived on the first floor with his shirt covered in blood.
"…" Nukeworld clicked his tongue and looked at Deadworld with a forced smile. "I am just thinking about all the endings."
"Yeah, you do that." Deadworld laughed. "You think too much. What we need is action!"
"Exactly." Wildloid agreed with him and said: "We look weak for not doing anything. Let's at least send Deadworld; he'll show our strength!"
"Then I will look like a weakling." Nukeworld looked at her with a frown. "Is that what you want? I would rather look like a leader who sends his subordinates to fight than do it himself."
"Honestly…" Wildloid looked into his eyes and whispered. "You look like that."
Nukeworld narrowed his eyes and said, "Watch your tongue."
"Or what?" Wildloid raised her eyebrow.
She had always been very loyal to Nukeworld, as they had fought side-by-side for a long time. However, even after Motorhero killed her, Nukeworld had taken a very passive stance.
It made her frustrated, as she wanted to get revenge, but Nukeworld only wanted to take it slow and steady. It made her feel very disappointed in him.
"I have a plan!" Nukeworld shouted and looked at his subordinates with an unwavering look. "I need you all to trust me. There'll come a time when Motorhero is crawling below our feet!"
His subordinates, except Wildloid and Deadworld, nodded as they felt slightly rejuvenated after hearing their leader's words.
"I need all of you to have patience!" Nukeworld shouted and looked at Wildloid angrily. "Do you get it?"
"I get it." Wildloid scoffed and raised her arms in defeat. 'Coward.'
"What about you, Deadworld?" Nukeworld looked over to Deadworld, who was actually his big brother in the real world.
"Yeah, I get it." Deadworld laughed. "By the way, I finished dealing with our little traitor over there. He ain't ever coming back."
"Good." Nukeworld nodded. "Well then, everyone, go back to your work."
He then left the living room, walked to the kitchen, and leaned against the sink.
"Whoo…" Nukeworld took a deep breath and wiped away his sweat.
'Oh, come on guys, of course I don't want to fight Motorhero!
'He is part of that murderous gang.
'Ahhh, I am so scared!'
Nukeworld bit his nails and anxiously tapped his feet against the floor. He hated the fact that he couldn't simply drop everything and quit the game.
If he did that, his brother would definitely kill him, and he didn't want to lose everything!
'I spent so many years tricking others into joining my side, and I finally managed to create my biggest scam yet—New Player Alliance!
'I don't fucking care about the rights of new players. They are simply easier to trick to get on my side as they are weak and need protection!
'Everything is coming down because Motorhero and Roaring Engines. Why did they suddenly target us? We never bothered them, so whyyy!'
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