Assassin at Range: The Sniper's Lethal Power-Chapter 67 - : News of the Guild Token

After power-leveling Drake’s team, Tristan was ready to return to Davi City.

This trip had been more than worthwhile.

Over 200 Gold Coins plus more than $2 million in cash.

He was now financially secure both in-game and in real life.

Drake was perceptive—he didn’t waste time with unnecessary words and simply said solemnly, "Blackshade, if you ever need anything, just say the word. IFA will support you with everything we’ve got."

Tristan nodded. "I’ll reach out if something comes up. I’m heading off."

After exchanging a few words with Cleric Sophie and the others, he made his way back to the newbie village.

But before he could even reach the teleportation circle—

A crowd surrounded him.

Several guild leaders approached, speaking in eager tones:

"Blackshade, are you still offering power-leveling services? Name your price—we’ll make it worth your time! I heard you charged Drake $500,000 per hour—I’ll pay double!"

"Same here!"

"Come on, we’re from the same newbie village. You can’t play favorites!"

"I’d give anything to gain four levels in an hour. Just give me a chance!"

"I’ve wandered aimlessly for years, searching for a true leader. Seeing Blackshade today is like rain after a drought. Please, let me call you ’Big Bro!’"

These guild leaders understood one thing very well—ExoGenesis was destined to explode in popularity worldwide.

Securing an early advantage right now could bring them tenfold, even a hundredfold returns in the future!

Just look at Drake’s team.

They had all jumped to Level 8 and were now ranked among the highest-level players in the game.

That alone brought massive benefits.

First and foremost, it put their guild’s name on the map.

Currently, the game only had two leaderboards—the Level Ranking and the Fame Ranking.

If your guild leader appeared on one of these lists, players would notice.

Between two guilds—one with a famous leader, and one completely unknown—which one would people join?

The choice was obvious.

And that wasn’t even the biggest advantage.

Higher levels meant access to better gear, faster grinding, and a smoother leveling experience overall.

Stronger players could fight stronger bosses, acquire rarer loot, and build an even bigger lead over everyone else.

It was a self-reinforcing cycle of dominance.

And the potential rewards?

Far beyond just a few million dollars.

So the moment they heard Blackshade had returned to the newbie village, they rushed over without hesitation.

If he agreed to power-level them, they’d gladly pay even $1 million per hour!

They were all multi-millionaires—money wasn’t the problem.

Tristan finally understood—they wanted him to boost them.

It was a lucrative business, no doubt. Easy money.

But he had already spent an hour carrying Drake’s team.

That was his limit—any more would be a waste of time.

Besides, power-leveling Drake wasn’t just for the money.

It was part of a bigger plan—to bait DarkSaber into a trap.

Tristan had zero interest in becoming some leveling service provider for random rich players.

So, without hesitation—

He turned them all down.

Stepping onto the teleportation circle, he returned to Davi City.

As he teleported, a thought crossed his mind—

By now, Drake had reached Level 8. DarkSaber must be losing his mind.

DarkSaber’s Growing Fury

Sure enough, Tristan was right.

DarkSaber had just finished dealing with the spawn-camping disaster that had plagued his guild.

Finally, he could grind in peace.

But then—

Drake’s level skyrocketed like a damn rocket.

And when he investigated?

It turned out Blackshade was the one who carried him!

DarkSaber was furious.

He had yet to get revenge for being humiliated by Blackshade, and now Drake had surpassed him in levels?!

"Blackshade is pushing me too far!"

His expression turned dark and vicious.

But no matter how many threats he spewed—

It wouldn’t hurt Blackshade in the slightest.

That only made him angrier.

Just as he was about to explode in frustration—

A guild member came running over.

"Boss! Big news! HUGE NEWS!"

DarkSaber snapped, "Then spit it out already!"

The guild member quickly reported:

"Our contacts in Newbie Village #5246 just sent word—someone there dropped a Guild Token!"

"What?!"

DarkSaber shot up from his seat.

He narrowed his eyes. "Are you sure it’s real? Don’t mess with me."

The guild member nodded frantically. "Boss, I wouldn’t dare joke about something this big. It’s 100% legit!"

DarkSaber suddenly burst into laughter.

"HAHAHAHA! THE GODS ARE ON MY SIDE!"

Drake’s level advantage? Who cares?!

The first guild matters more than anything!

A solo player is still just one person.

A real leader commands an army.

Once he founded a guild, he would dominate the wilderness, monopolize boss raids, and control the entire early economy.

IFA? They could go eat dirt.

Just picturing Drake’s defeated face made him as happy as a monkey finding a pile of bananas.

But then—

His guild member hesitated and said, "Uh… there’s a problem."

DarkSaber’s smile froze. "…What problem?"

"The guy who looted the Guild Token… he’s planning to auction it off in the main city."

DarkSaber’s expression twisted in rage. "What?! Did you tell him I’m offering $1 million for it?!"

The guild member shrank back and replied nervously, "We did. He was about to accept… but then IFA stepped in."

DarkSaber’s veins bulged.

IFA. AGAIN.

He wanted nothing more than to march over and kill Drake on the spot.

But in the end—he held back.

If it was a full-scale guild war, he wouldn’t be afraid.

IFA was a top-tier guild—but so was Shadow Legion.

However, right now, their members were scattered across different newbie villages.

Besides—

Drake was already Level 8.

He had upgraded his gear, and combined with his hidden class, his defenses were absurdly high.

Visit freёnovelkiss.com for the 𝑏est n𝘰vel reading experience.

Even if DarkSaber ambushed him, the outcome was uncertain.

DarkSaber gritted his teeth.

For now—the only option was to level up and reach the main city.

Tristan’s Next Move

At the same time, Drake received the same intel.

Without hesitation, he messaged Tristan.

"Blackshade! We’ve got news on the Guild Token!"

Tristan was a little surprised.

In his past life, the first-ever Guild Token hadn’t appeared this early.

It seemed his rebirth had caused a butterfly effect.

But this wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.

He just needed to dig an even deeper trap.

"DarkSaber, don’t disappoint me."

Tristan smirked.

In his past life, DarkSaber had thrown everything he had to get the first Guild Token.

He burned through his fortune, even selling off assets to secure it.

This time?

It wouldn’t be any different.

Just then, Drake sent another message.

"Like you suggested, I had my guys stir things up. The seller realized how valuable the Guild Token was and decided to auction it in the main city. Now, every major guild is scrambling to gather gold and cash."

Tristan chuckled.

"That’s expected. This is the first Guild Token—there’s no way it’ll sell for less than a few hundred million."

After all—

The first guild creation would trigger a server-wide announcement and open the Guild Ranking leaderboard.

And in the early game, that leaderboard would have just one guild on it.

The marketing potential? Priceless.

Of course, it would take a few more days before the auction truly began.

But Tristan?

He was about to stir the pot even more.

After a quick chat with Drake, he set off to find Horreo.

It was time to register his shop.