[Name: Sol Haize
Age: 25 years old
Title: First Blood, Swordsman]
[Mana Stage: 1-Star
Abilities: Infinite Sun Flames
Pioneer of Light
Abyssal Wind]
Taking a look on his status after a long time, Haize nodded with slight satisfaction, while instinctively feeling that from the original 5 kilometers, his safe zone limit increased directly to 50 kilometers! Haize estimated that when he advances to 2-Star, it would increase to the size of Ottawa or near that.
Lookin around, Haize scratched the back of his head confusedly, wondering how he might attract the monsters. Then, a light bulb lighted inside his mind.
''Since searching for their hidden spots won't be easy... I will just make them leave their hiding spots by force!'' Haize mumbled to himself gently, as if he didn't want to attract High and Perfect Mana Sea monsters out, but low Mana Core.
In the next moment.
An aura full of deep, natural majesty burst out with him as the center, and it was by no means inferior to any monster at low Mist-level beings. The aura could barely cover half of Ottawa, but that was more than enough. Most of the High and Perfect Mana Sea-level monsters were near Ottawa's center, because it was the most beneficial aura for them.
They didn't care about being surrounded, because even if tens of thousands of these ants attacked together, it would at most injure them a bit, and that's it. In the near future, when a more powerful True Awakening-level boss is sent, they wouldn't need to fear even the ones stronger than them.
But this aura made them tremble deeply, and their huge bodies which was around 7 to 9 meters tall had unconscious goosebumps, trembling unconsciously. It was their most basic intinct, the instinct of survival, but they were also angered. There were around fifteen High Mana Sea monsters and ten Perfect Mana Sea monsters, a force that ordinary Mist-level beings couldn't easily contend!
Deep and powerful roars resounded throughout Ottawa, as twenty five auras full of anger and fierceness were felt by anyone nearby. The suvivors all trembled with fear, secretly cursing whoever provoked it.
Within one of the Top 10 factions of Ottawa, an old man stood in front of a young woman and many of his subordinates. One of these subordinates, who were a bit more clever than the others, asked, ''Sir, that must be because Sol Haize has provoked these monsters. He seems to be very confident.''
''In that case... Should we help him, or take advantage of their fight?'' That subordinate was one of the leaders, which was why he could talk in such a way towards the leader of the faction.
The old man shook his head, before saying with a wise, sagely tone, ''Sol Haize is much more than you think. To put it bluntly, I prefer to fight against these 2-Star monsters than to fight against him. He is worse than a monster, and if he has such a confidence, it means he's absolutely certain to succeed.''
''Open your eyes, my subordinates... More than one country fell in just two weeks, many cities were lost. Hundreds of millions of humans died in the first week of that apocalypse, and the total amount of deaths ammounted to one billion. And that with the otherwordly humans' help. In the next two weeks, at least one billion will die.''
''And this is a good estimate, considering the pace continues like that. After the first month passes, we humans will stabilize but the losses will still be too big.'' The old man sighed bitterly, his granddaughter and his subordinates all had solemn and sad faces.
Different from most of other factions, these subordinates had followed the old man for too long. For decades, they followed the old man and are naturally 100% loyal to him. After the apocalypse started, the old man became stronger and even healtier, making them all happy.
In such a chaotic world, people like the old man were rare. People who could think of the overall situation, and instead of internally fighting, helping the ones that can fight for a better future were more than rare. It was like finding diamonds in a pile of rocks, in the middle of the city.
After that, the old man stood up, but instead of an old man, he looked like a young, strong soldier who feared no one in the world. In the second week of the apocalypse, the old man found a strange-looking fruit that looked like a banana but it had bright white-colored lines on it.
''I'll be going.''
His own ability was called [Light of the Gods] and he was granted the ability to heal others, but that fruit actually mutated his ability. The abilities were graded like so: Mortal, Spirit Lotus, Life Tree, Spiritual Sky, Celestial Rebirth.
From the original Spirit Lotus-level ability, it went directly to a Spiritual Sky-level ability, and his stage was increased directly to Peak 2-Star! People whose talents weren't very high but were lucky like him, also found such things, even if not as exaggerated as mutating their abilities.
And it granted him absolute control over his own Light element. Be it for supportive or offensive measures, he could do both!
''Grandfather, you won't be going! It doesn't matter if he is Sol Haize, you won't put yourself at such risks!'' His granddaughter was the first to object him, and she was genuinely worried. If it was just a Peak 2-Star, her grandfather would be able, but that wasn't the only one!
''That's true, sir! Even though I'm just your subordinate, I still can't accept you risking yourself, sir! Even if not for us, the sir shouldn't do it, for the young lady!'' A subordinate, who was unremarkable in the crowd of subordinates, said with conviction.
Many others also tried persuading the old man.
Feeling a wave of warmth rising up inside his body, the old man couldn't help but smile gently. Some of his subordinates saw their own deceased grandfather in the old man, and couldn't help but tear up, as old memories resurfaced.
Looking towards his granddaughter, the old man patted her head gently, ''Anna, if something happens, I'll leave the faction to you.''
Before Anna had time to react, the old man had already disappeared in a stream of light.
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