Zongman, Rebirth of the Heaven-Defying Kirito

Chapter 122 Give me a face

Soon, Kenshin and Kuro joined Kirito and the others.

More and more people gathered around, even people from the legion came here.

They were a team of less than fifty people, and they had obviously gathered together in an emergency.

After using his monocular telescope to see the BOSS in the middle of the island.

Tiber pointed to the wooden bridge connecting here to the island and gave his men an order:

"Seal off the only entrance."

"Yes!"

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen people took action.

They formed a human wall in front of the wooden bridge and pushed back any players who approached.

Seeing that the route to the BOSS was blocked, some people began to accuse:

"What do you mean by this? Are you going to steal the BOSS later?"

"Get out of the way quickly. Stop occupying the toilet without doing anything."

That's human nature. Even though no one has taken the first step before, it doesn't mean they won't fight the BOSS.

Once they see someone about to start a boss battle, they will rush over to get a share of the benefits.

What's more, the reward for defeating the BOSS is so generous that many people take the risk.

The crowd was seen becoming increasingly heated.

At this time, Dierberu stood up and said, "Everyone, I know that we are not the first to discover the BOSS, so we don't want to monopolize it."

"Then what do you mean? How can you be qualified to speak?"

"Block the road so that no one can fight?"

"Where did the flood come from that brought this seafood here?"

In response, Tiberu continued, "I am the president of the Legion Guild. I don't know if I have the right to speak now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his teammates behind him drew their weapons. It was quite a spectacle to see nearly fifty people drawing their weapons at the same time.

What's more, they are skilled in their movements and techniques, and are obviously not to be trifled with.

At this time, some players finally realized who was in front of them, so they said politely:

"So you're the Legion Leader. How disrespectful."

"Should you have told us earlier, President, we would never have dared to take the liberty."

Kirito was also amazed when he saw this scene.

As expected of the president of the largest guild, he was able to quiet down most people with just two simple sentences.

Then Dierberu said, "I only brought less than fifty people with me. If we really fight against the boss, there is no way we can win, so I decided to share the boss with you all."

When they heard someone wanted to share the BOSS with them, someone immediately said excitedly:

"Okay, the president is generous!"

"You are worthy of being the president I recommended!"

At this time, most players stood on the side of Tiberu.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, he spoke again: "But there are too many people now, and it is impossible for everyone to get the BOSS rewards. I now invite players above level 26 to join us in attacking the BOSS together."

"Ah? Don't everyone share the BOSS?"

"Yes, how can the president go back on his word?"

Faced with such players, many players who met the conditions chose to stand on the side of the Legion and speak:

"I think there are at least 400 people present, if not 500. And a BOSS battle only requires about 100 people. I think what the president said is right!"

"Even if you join, you won't be able to withstand a blow from the boss, and you won't get any rewards in the end. Why bother?"

This will be a heavy blow to those low-level players.

That’s right, the food is the original sin.

The scene at this point was completely different from the beginning.

It has gone from 'the masses pointing the finger at the Legion' to 'high-level players and low-level players blaming each other'.

Even Kirito couldn't help but sigh:

The contradiction shifts, it's so terrifying.

Fortunately, their guild is united and will not be disturbed by the outside world.

Then the legion opened a gap in the human wall formed in front of the wooden bridge, and Dirberu spoke again:

"Next, interested players please come over here. We will let you in once our people confirm your level."

After saying that, he turned around and led the remaining dozens of people towards the island in the lake.

Then a large number of people who met the requirements rushed forward, eager to be the first to fight the BOSS.

Some of the low-level players left here secretly, but there were still many people who stayed there to observe secretly.

Even if I can't take part in the BOSS battle, I still have to record this scene.

"Slow down, slow down, form a line."

The players lined up to be inspected, Kirito and his friends were naturally among them.

Although there were a lot of people queuing, the progress was surprisingly fast.

Soon it was their turn.

The legion members guarding the wooden bridge looked at the level of the person in front of them and mechanically reported:

"Sword Heart 28, passed."

"Black level 26 is just right, pass."

"Illya is level 20, passed... huh?"

The guard discovered the blind spot.

People who come to queue up basically have self-awareness, so their level is at least 26.

The level of the white-haired, red-eyed loli in front of him almost made him unable to react.

So he said, "Little sister, your level is not high enough, you'd better leave quickly."

As he said this, he was about to reach out and push her aside.

At this moment, a hand grabbed Illya from behind, preventing the guard from approaching Illya.

"What a great strength! Could it be that all the attribute points were put into strength?"

As the guard looked over, a player in black walked out from behind Illya.

And the opponent's level is actually level 31? !

is it possible?

You know, the strongest player in the legion is also at level 28, and he is 3 levels higher.

Simply incredible.

Although he felt sad in his heart, he was fully aware of his responsibilities.

That is to guard the stability in front of the wooden bridge. Since one person cannot defeat the "troublemaker" in front of him, just call more people.

"Something's happening, come and help!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen guards nearby turned their eyes to him.

Seeing this, Kirito also let go of the guard's hand.

Then he said in a gentle tone:

"Don't get me wrong, I mean no harm, it's just that Illya is a member of our guild, so please give me some convenience."

But the guard refused: "No, the rules are the rules. Only players above level 26 can enter."

Then Kirito smiled and said, "Brother, don't be so heartless, just do it for my sake."

The guard in front of him seemed to have heard a huge joke, and even the guards around him started laughing.

Then everyone said in a contemptuous tone:

"Excuse me, who are you?"

"How much is your face worth?"

"Hahaha--"

Standing guard by the bridge is a boring job, but at this moment it is filled with joy.

Illya tugged at Shirou's shirt and said with her head down, "... Can't we... go in?"

There was some helplessness in his tone.

Seeing this, Shirou patted her little head and comforted her:

"It's okay, just trust the president. I've said before that he's a good man."

Then Kirito sighed and said, "Since you don't give me face, then let your president come over. After all, he and I are 'old friends'."

"What the hell is this idiot talking about?"

"Brother, are you serious? This is definitely the funniest joke I have heard today."

Who is their legion leader?

He was a man of great intelligence and wisdom, and the core of their guild.

They, the guild members, couldn't even see the president unless it was an emergency, so how could this outsider in front of them see him?

"What's going on here?"

At this time, Dierberu's voice came from behind them.

Originally, players who met the requirements were entering one by one, but just now they suddenly stopped.

That's why he went back to the bridge to check the situation.

The guards did not dare to neglect it: "Report to the president, someone is looking for trouble here."

it is as expected.

Tiberu nodded and continued, "Then drive them away quickly, so as not to delay the fun later..."

As he said this, he glanced forward and saw a familiar black figure greeting him.

Why is it this terrifying whale? !

Unable to believe his eyes, Dirberu looked around again.

But the people next to him surprised him even more.

The scarred guy and the windbreaker man were standing not far away, both of them staring at this side with eager eyes.

When he saw them, Dirberu felt a sharp pain in his chest.

I don’t know if it was the aftereffect of being stabbed in the chest by the man in the windbreaker last time, or if he was simply angry at the sight of them.

Anyway, he feels like he has swallowed a cockroach in his mouth and can't express his pain in words!

Whenever I meet the three of them, something bad is bound to happen.

I believe this time will be no exception.

"Okay, President, I'll drive them away right away..." The guard obeyed the president's orders.

"and many more!"

But just as he was about to do so, he was pulled back by Tiberu.

He said seriously: "Thank you for your hard work on guard duty, let me do it this time."

The guard was full of questions at this time.

Who is the president's status that he has to do such a thing personally?

While he was imagining this, Dierberu walked up to Kirito and said seriously:

"Our feud should have come to an end. What is your purpose for coming here this time?"

Kirito hooked his arm around the other's shoulder, and the two of them seemed quite close:

"What purpose could I have? I just want to bring two more people to fight the boss together. I'm sure you, as an 'old friend', will not refuse, right?"

The guard was stunned that Kirito could actually be so close to their leader.

Are they really friends?

Tiberu’s inner thoughts: There is no order without rules, I will never give in!

Just as he was about to express his opinion, Kirito spoke first:

"Before you say anything, you should consider your guild members more. You only brought less than fifty people with you this time, right?"

What does this mean?

Tiberu was about to ask back, but then he remembered that during the second round of encirclement and suppression, they killed more than fifty of their people with only two people.

Could it be...could it be that he wants to?

Kirito didn't say anything, but Dierberu broke out in a sweat just thinking about it.

Can't beat it, can't beat it at all!

After thinking it over, he finally sighed and said, "For your sake, I will agree to your request this time. However, you cannot use tricks during the boss battle. The final kill depends entirely on your skills."

"That's natural."

Kirito nodded. This was something he wished for more.

After receiving Kirito's affirmation, Dirberu felt relieved.

Then he turned around and said to the guards: "Let them pass, and then we will conduct a level check."

The guards couldn't believe their ears.

The president actually compromised?

But they had to do what their president said.

So everyone made way for a path in the middle with ugly expressions on their faces.

Everyone couldn't help but guess:

This guy's face is so useful?

Even the president has to give him some leeway. Who is this guy?

Is there some kind of deal between them?