Legacy of the Betelgeuse

Emma jolts from her chair and runs towards me. She hugs me so tightly while laughing with happiness. Then the others are approaching me with bright smiles on their faces.

Francesca walks towards me and leans her head on my shoulder and sighs with relief.

"Thank god... we are stressed out on finding a way to face them. Then you came here saying that makes us really happy."

I shrug and look at them.

"Still, even if I'm here. I'm not going to the frontline you with you all. I will protect the last crystal and that's my only job."

They all nod in agreement. Ivonna smiles and looks at me.

"Yes, we will do our best to win the game with everything we have."

I nod and smile.

"Good. Then, you can go back to discuss whatever you guys did before I came here."

They all nod and go back to sit at the roundtable except for Grisell. She's standing in front of me and looking at me for quite a while. I raise my eyebrows and tilt my head.

"What's wrong?"

Grisell is humming.

"If you're on your own and you had to fight against 3 million players, can you handle them?"

I smirk and raise my eyebrow.

"That won't be a problem."

Grisell is looking at me in awe.

"Whoa, so cool!"

I chuckle and shake my head, then we join the others at the roundtable.

Michael is looking at me while scratching his cheek.

"Do you have any suggestions for us? You have been watching every single match since the event begins."

Everyone is looking at me with their serious faces. I'm humming and then look at Leonardo.

"The most important thing I want to say is that Leonardo needs to be cautious in this match. You're the one who made the Forsaken clan the winner of that match against the Supremacist clan yesterday. I believe they will tighten the defenses in this match because of you. Not to mention that the Supremacist clan now has gained a million players. You won't be able to infiltrate the enemy's defenses so easily as yesterday's match, and they will definitely hunt you down no matter what it cost."

They nod in an agreement. Francesca looks at Leonardo.

"Trev is right. You need to play safely in this match. You're playing an important role in defensive and offensive strategies. Without you, we will lose one of the wings and we will fall miserably."

Leonardo nods with understanding.

"Okay, I'll be careful in this match."

I look at Francesca and raise my eyebrows.

"You too, Francesca. You're the head of the spear of this clan. You need to rethink your decision even if there are opportunities for you to gain the advantage because it could be bait and they will be ready for you to take it. They won't make the same mistake. Every decision you make will be either bring glory or downfall to the clan. I know it sounds hard, but it is what it is. Without you and Leonardo, the match will be over for the clan."

Francesca looks at me so seriously and then nods with understanding. Ivonna and the others nod in an agreement. Then she looks at me while putting her arms on the table and leans on it.

"Is there anything else you want to suggest?"

I'm pointing at Grisell. Everyone is looking at her and me back and forth.

"I want Grisell to stay beside me. I will protect her at all costs. Without her, it will be hard for us to maintain offensive or defensive formations."

Everyone nods with understanding and in agreement. I nod and look at every one of them.

"That's all I have in mind. For Ivonna, Michael, Hans, Emma, and Williams, I wish you all the best because you're the wall that prevents the enemy from winning."

They nod with understanding. Then Francesca looks at me and smirks.

"So, are you going to the battlefield as Trevor or Azera, the Angel of Death?"

I smirk and raise my eyebrow.

"I guess it's time for me to reveal Azrael's true identity. Since there's no reason for me to use my second identity in the game, I guess..."

They all are oohing with excitement. Emma is grinning while looking at me.

"Yes! Massacre them!"

Everyone is chuckling while shaking their heads at Emma's words. Finally, a notification appears in front of us. A notification that is making them nervous.

[Forsaken- Clan vs. Supremacist Clan is about to begin. All the players will be teleported to the battlefield in 10 seconds]

[Grand Final Prediction and Bidding Event]

[The grand final match will begin in 30 minutes. All the players who are not participating in the skirmish event can enter the arena to Predict who will win the match. Not just that, you can also Bid Gold to win a fortune! If you predict it right, you will be rewarded 5.000 [Betelgeuse's Coin], and if you Bid and won, you will get 20 times your Bid! A unique reward will be given to 100 random players when they predicted the game right.]

[What are you waiting for? Come and join the Grand Final Prediction and Bidding Event in the arena! May the Betelgeuse bless you!]

Ivonna stands up and exhales deeply.

"It's time. Let's go."

We all nod and enter the arena.

As soon as I enter the arena, these thrilling and chilling feelings immediately hit me. Then hundreds of millions of players appear on the cliffs. Their screams and claps suddenly overwhelming the arena. Now I know why Emma is so nervous every time she enters the arena because I'm feeling the same thing. Then a prediction screen appears above the arena.

[Grand Final Prediction will be close in: 30mins 00secs]

[Forsaken- (Alliance) (32%) vs. Supremacist (Aarus) (68%)]

Ivonna and all her members are lifting their heads and staring at the prediction screen. They are anxiously staring at it for quite a while.

I smirk and scoff. Everyone who is standing around me is looking at me. I tilt my head and raise my eyebrow.

"That's some bullsh*t prediction. We should predict our own clan for easy 5.000 Betelgeuse's Coin."

I open the prediction screen in front of them and click Forsaken- Clan as the winner of this match. If I don't do that, everyone's morale won't be increasing. Not just that, I remove my costumes and everyone is looking at me with their mouths wide open. They can see the red scarf, hood robe, and the mask that Azrael wears. Then I grab [Quietus Scythe] and [Ezira's Sickle]. I hold the scythe on my right hand and rest it on my shoulder and I hold the chained sickle on my left hand while hanging the sickle above the ground.

I look at every single one of them and smirk.

"We are going to win this game."

They all are still staring at me with disbelief. Then one of them is starting to cheer and open his prediction screen and click Forsaken- Clan as the winner of this match. After that, one by one, they all are predicting Forsaken- Clan as the winner, and it looks like a domino. A chain reaction that boosts everyone's morale.

Francesca is crossing her arms while staring at me with her smile. A smile that I have seen so many times in my life experience. A smile that shows interest towards me. I approach her while tilting my head. She keeps staring at my eyes without blinking and with admiration. I stand in front of her and look down to see her eyes to tease her. She's still staring at me but then she's starting to blush and looks away to hide her face. On the other side, Ivonna is looking at both of us without showing any expression.

Ivonna walks through the players and then standing in front of the members. We approach her and stand beside her because she's about to make a speech. All the members are looking at me and gasping with disbelief. Ivonna then clears her throat.

"This match will determine which faction is the best. I'm not here to say that we are the best clan in the game since not everyone in here is from the Forsaken clan. So many players from different clans helped us and because of them, we are here in the grand final. Forsaken- clan will not be representing the clan, but we are here representing all the players from the Alliance Kingdoms' faction."

Ivonna takes a step forward and continues.

"I know you all are nervous, and so are we. Looking at the enemy's forces is enough to make us doubt ourselves. So let me tell you one thing that I have experienced in this game."

Ivonna looks at me then looks at the members. She's pointing her arm at me.

"He's Trevor, the player you have seen so many times in our base. He's Azrael, the Angel of Death that killed hundred thousand of players. If we are confident within ourselves, we can be like him. This is not about who has the advantage or who is on the lead. But this is about who is going to be the winner of the match. Everything can happen and as long as we have the chance to win and play with confidence. That... is enough."

Everyome starts to cheer and their morale are skyrocketing. Ivonna lifts her lance.

"Let's play and do our best as always!"

Everyone lifts their weapons and cheers with excitement.

The terrains start to form. Two big fortresses appear, one on each team. Forest on each side all the way to the end of the arena. Hills on each team appear and there's nothing else but vast land in front of us. We can see the enemy's forces and their fortress. Three crystals appear, all of them spawned randomly inside the fortress. This arena is going to be a bloodbath because of how the terrains formed. This is nothing but to show who has the strongest forces and will win the game.

(On the cliffs where spectators are at.)

The black-haired with red eyes guy is sitting on the cliff while staring at Trevor. He smirks and scoffs.

"Interesting..."

Sev appears above the arena. She smiles and looks at every player with her soothing voice.

"The grand final of the skirmish event will begin in..."

"3..."

"2..."

"1..."

All the spectators are screaming.

"May the Betelgeuse bless you!"

The ground is starting to shake because of them, and their screams and booming sounds of footsteps from the spectators above the arena are echoing around us. This atmosphere is nerve-wracking, but it makes me very excited.

Ivonna lifts her lance.

"May the Beletgeuse bless us!"

We are lifting our weapons.

"May the Betelgeuse bless us!"

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