First Skill

Back to Jason~~

A sword appeared in his hand as he rushed towards the soldiers, there were 3 armored trucks with machine guns mounted on them and a tank whose canon was pointed directly towards him.

The tank was a serious threat so Jason decided to deal with it first.

With a sword in his hand he ran up to a tank as the word slowed down around him, it created quite a valiant atmosphere as not even in his wildest dreams would he have imagined himself doing something like this.

If it was pre apocalypse and he said he was going to go against a tank with just a sword in his hand, he would be called a crack head but now even though he had no training in swords he was still confident in his victory against it.

He zigzagged across the dense formation of gun-wielding men and rushed at the tank. It looked majestic, it was a weapon of pure destruction which was going to be destroyed by his nonexistent swordplay.

He jumped high as he tried to imitate those swordplay artists in movies and anime.Regrettably he had no other sources of swordplay knowledge.

A concentrated look overcame his face as he tried to cover his sword with his newly acquired skill mana construct. It would be foolish to think that a normal sword would cut through this war-beast in front of him.

Soon a crimson red glow grew from the hilt of the sword and covered the whole sword in no time. This glow looked flimsy at best and now it looked as if he was holding a knock off light-saber.

Jason chose to ignore it and readied his sword and gripped it tight and slashed it at the cannon in a diagonal slash.

The flimsy looking sword light cut through the military grade metal as if it was butter. The front part of the canon fell down on the ground with a heavy thump.

The cut was crystal clear and almost gave the cut area a mirror like finish.

The time had resumed to its original flow so suddenly the people from the group felt the thump when the front part of the cannon fell down and when they turned their heads towards the noise they saw the weak looking boy holding a sword with the front part of the cannon lying near his feet.

A chill went up all their spines as they imagined what would happen if it was them facing such a monstrosity.

"This is deadlier than I thought before," Jason murmured under his breath as he gazed at the sword in his hand with an appreciative smile on his face. The crimson glow faded as he cut off the mana supply for the mana construct. This ability sucked up mana like a wormhole but the end result was totally worth it.

"So this is where your confidence came from" The man sitting at the top of one of the armored vehicles spoke loudly. It was the same man from before who had tried to force him to join the survivor camp. He was most probably the head of this group.

"With these powers you can get a far better deal and have all the things you desire, guns, money , women, delicious food… Anything you desire can be yours if you join our camp" The man talked in voice laced with temptation. He obviously knew how things worked in the apocalypse and was willing to let go of his morals just so that he could recruit a superhuman to increase their odds of survival.

"Again I'm not interested" Jason Replied in an irritated voice. He was feeling as if he was a broken record saying the same thing again and again. He was tired of rejecting this man and he did not want to banter with him anymore. He could have harmed the men in the squad instead of just cutting off the cannon on the tank but he did not know whether they were real soldiers or not. He just wanted to intimidate them so that they back off and stop pestering him.

He prepared to rush out of this place and calm Arya and the others who were rushing this way. Now that he had taken care of the main threat to the tuck which was the canon, he could get out of this place.

"Not so fast boy" The man said in a haughty tone as he waved his hand in a downwards motion.

Suddenly the air around him seemed a lot denser and his knees buckled as he suddenly felt as if the gravity around him had increased tremendously. He was pushed to a lying position as blue veins showed all over his skin as he struggled to face such tremendous force.

The force on him was so crushing that he could feel his bones creaking as his whole body trembled under the pressure.

He heaved heavily as dust rose from his breath. His face was plastered to the ground and he was soon feeling the pressure overwhelm his body as his vision blurred.

"You should have agreed before boy, now even your friends will have to suffer for your misbehavior" A sadistic laughter accompanied his comment.