Guild Wars



However, how could the core members allow their prey to run? Did they think life was so sweet, that when they were ready to attack, their victims would stand there and receive it and when the counterattack came, they could leave as and when they pleased? 

Naive! 

Each of the core members fired out their vicious and life rending attacks, making the fleeing superpowered people pale greatly as they tried to dodge and beg. 

"Wait, no!" 

"Don't kill me!" 

"I don't want to die!" 

However, if begging worked, why would people still be cruel in this world? 

BANG! 

BOOM! 

KRAKBOOM! 

Once the malicious and plentiful attacks landed, the core members watched callously as these foolish guard dogs got blown into pieces of meat that flew everywhere. Not a single one managed to survive. The core members gave the remains a single last glance before completely erasing the existence of those no-name characters from their memories as they  sually headed deeper in. 

......… 

Meanwhile, the control room at the bottom floor of the bunker was deathly silent. There were only 10 people here, and each of them was someone who could normally shake up the world of normal people. 

Seated in the main chair was a man with refined features, a tall body that was extremely slim with a slightly wrinkled faces filled with maturity and two pale yellow eyes that were calmly analyzing what it saw. 

Coupled with his neatly combed and spoiled white as well as black hair, matched by his black Pierre Cardin suit. He sat with his chin within his right hand, leaning on the right armrest of his seat while his legs were crossed in a gentlemanly manner. 

Beside him, also in a seat of honor, was an aged Chinese man with light yellow skin, a mild amount of wrinkles, and two bright lack eyes that shone like torches. Coupled with his long black hair that was tied with a jade hairpin, he looked both young and old at the same time. 

He wore green traditional Chinese robes, and he was watching the screen showing the core members with narrowed eyes as well as a slight smile. 

These two were the Fifth Councilor, Nathan Rothschild and the Third Councilor, Li Jian, respectively! 

To Nathan's left was a seat containing the ever beautiful and voluptuous Maria. The seat could barely contain the width and breath of her fat backside and her huge, torpedo breasts were practically spilling out of her attire. However, her face which was usually rosy and filled with lustful invitation that drove the Fifth Councilor crazy was filled with fear and sweat. 

Standing behind Nathan was a man clothed in all black, wearing a tight fitting hakama used in Japanese dojos. He wore two sandals with socks on them and had his face covered by a mask that covered the lower part of his face, only revealing his two blood red eyes. 

On his head was a sharp metal samurai hat with was black in the center and red at the edges. At his hip were two swords, the one he usually wore and the one he had stolen from Elle Leone as they had clashed. 

Sengo Muramasa! 

His face was the most solemn because his power was the highest, he could see the fellows who attacked him the last time, but there had been only eight of them and their power at the time was a far cry from what they had displayed so far. Even then, he had been forced to flee in order to protect Maria. 

Now that there were about 50 of them, it was a pipe dream to fight back. Sengo Muramasa was confident in his ability but not stupid, he knew when he was outmatched and he relied on his ability to cut Space to get in and out of engagements. 

The other 6 people in the room were powerhouses that Nathan had recruited and the leaders of his various superpowered forces, each of them sporting a different power of their own. Yet their expressions were also grave after seeing how the subordinates they had personally trained got blasted into pieces, especially since none of the invaders had even broken into a sweat. 

"Well, well Patriarch Nathan, I had no idea your enemies were so strong." The Third Councilor, Li Jian, joked with a smile. 

Nathan Rothschild scoffed and folded his arms around his midriff. "I admit they have some strength, but they are fools of they think they can take down a councilor with just this." 

Li Jian smiled and nodded, not showing any worry. In fact, the only casual ones in the entire room were the two councilors, and that was something that the others noticed and wanted to ask about, but did not feel it was appropriate. 

However, Sengo Muramasa bore no such burdens. "Nathan, if you do not have any trump cards, I shall return to my world of origin post haste. You may believe whatever method you possess to be enough to take these fellows down but you have never fought them like I have." 

Sengo Muramasa unsheathed his sword and pointed at the displays before them showing the core members rushing over menacingly while killing anything in their way, even the most elite superpowered guards that were not much weaker than the leaders here being killed with relative ease. 

"If you plan to rely on your world's level of technology to stop such power, then tell me now so I can flee. Before absolute power, all manner of tricks are useless!" 

The room became tense as the other leaders perked their ears up to listen, because they too were poised to run. Unless the Fifth Councilor could assure them that he had some tricks up his sleeve that would at least even the playing field, they would grab him and evacuate using the prepared escape tunnel and then blow up the bunker, hopefully burying these bastards underneath forever! 

Nathan could obviously tell this and he glanced at Li Jian who shrugged. Clearly the situation called for some leeway with the rules, and he wasn't going to stop him. Nathan sighed and then sat up slightly. 

"You do not have enough information about the powers of this world despite being within my faction, and this was done for your own good. There are forces in this world beyond your comprehension." 

"We rank them by tier based on their quantity, quality and level of danger." 

Nathan leaned back and began to list them. "The first are the Superhumans, which includes some of you. They are a group of genetically modified humans that have developed almost fictional levels of power thanks to modern science. Due to the slow growth of technology, you fellows weren't much of a threat to anyone initially and were not ranked highly by us." 

Nathan glanced at the 6 leaders with a powerful look. "Even now, you barely qualify to be placed at the E-Rank in terms of power. However, your value grows with each passing year and each advancement." 

The 6 leaders paled and felt aggrieved deep down. They had previously been very arrogant and looked down upon the world for being affiliated with the world council, not to mention having superpowers that every normal person dreamed of. 

Yet they were only E-Rank?? 

"The second is the Supernatural group. A bunch of pseudo-superhuman who have developed powers relating to non-conformist races that exist in fiction. We previously thought them to be part of a supernatural origin, but they are based in science, just like everything else. The source of their power is a unique gene that had awoken in their body, granting them their special powers." 

Nathan crossed his legs casually. "In truth, they are not much stronger than you fellows. We'd normally place them at the same Rank as you, but they have what you don't, a long foundation as they have existed for centuries in human history and they especially have quantity, forming up to 1/8th of the total world population, so they are graded at the D-Rank in terms of power. 

"Still, whether it be Supernatural or Superhuman, a rocket will blow either one of them to smithereens, not even factoring the military power the World Council possesses." 

"However, from the C-Rank upwards, there is a severe threshold of power for each group. This is because their groups cannot truly be easily exterminated by us at any time we so please." Nathan revealed with a slightly serious expression. 

"At the C-Rank are the Control masters of the world, a recently formed group thanks to the scientific studies of immortal cultivators and martial arts in China. You have already heard of this group and know about their abilities, so I won't say too much, but one of the toughest thing to do is execute a Control master." 

"They can come and go from where they please and some might even be able to withstand bullets and rockets head on. We rate Control masters highly and believe that their danger ranking can easily go up as they derive more power from their field." 

Nathan glanced at Li Jian by the side. "Old Li is an example of a Control master and can tell you the gap between you and himself, which is why he is not easily scared by these fellows." 

Li Jian's lips curled upwards and the 6 leaders could see the disdain in his eyes, which made them feel embarrassed deep down. Nathan saw this and nodded his head before going on. 

"At the B-Rank are the Lineages, a group of ultra superpowered beings who are linked to the very creators of humanity. Over the years, we have managed to dig out their history from some traitors and captives, and what they tell us is horrifying if it is to be believed." 

"Long story short, theirs is a group, an extended family or clan if you will, of people who have directly inherited power from the gods that created us and have gained some of this power. The things they can do are unfathomable, and they are the main reason we have not completely subjugated humanity under a full authoritarian rule." 

"The only reason we even have a chance against them is because the progenitors seemed to have disappeared, so the source of the bloodline has disappeared, leaving them to interbreed and cross breed to survive, reducing the purity of the bloodline with each passing generation." 

"Their current generation have lost so much power that we can now contest with them. If they were still in their hey-day, they would be given an SSS-Rank." 

Nathan pointed to the screen. "Those attacking us now are from this group in question." 

"As for the topmost faction, they are not even really a faction, and we only know them through texts and discoveries over the course of humanity's existence as well as the information collected by the Lineages." 

Nathan's face became extremely solemn at this point and even Li Jian shuddered slightly. "The Primordials. Ancient beings born with the formation of the planet and are fundamentally linked to its existence and power." 

"As long as the planets exists, they exist. As long as we humans rely on this planet to survive, we can never take them down because we'd have to destroy the planet to do so." 

"In the face of such foes, no amount of technology or military might we possess can help, it is even said that they were in par with the Progenitors of the Lineages, neither side being able to extinguish the other." 

"As such, those so-called Progenitors naturally sealed them within various locations on earth, buying us time to develop and grow. That is why this group is only at the A-Rank when we would have likely given them a beyond SSS-rating." 

Sengo Muramasa eyes by the side flickered. "Using my world's classification that means the Superhuman and Supernatural make up the Mortal Ranks, the Control masters would be Titled Gods, the Lineages are Divine Rank existences and the Primordials are Origin Rank. Fine, but if you don't have a method to deal with the equivalent of True Gods, I am leaving now." 

Nathan Rothschild glanced at Sengo Muramasa calmly. "While your ranking is strange, I do not dislike it. However, have you thought about where we, the World Council, stand on this very ranking?" 

Nathan pushed himself up from his seat. "What I will tell you is that there is more than one reason why those Lineages hide in the darkness from us, unable to exert their rule upon the world anymore!"