chapter 46: cliché ?

As the intensity of the fight with the enemy squadron escalated, they didn't have time for jokes anymore. All their time of the day was dedicated to helping soldiers in need here and there while gradually adapting to the fighting patterns. They didn't need to really integrate a formation. That would be plain stupid as they are way stronger than the regular tier 2 here, to the point that a third of them were even stronger than tier 3s.

All they needed was to adapt to the enemies pattern and find efficient ways to beat them up. Captain Wulin, without yelling it, clearly indicated that them getting too much attention was suicidal. So, they couldn't just go and blitz everything, no matter how convenient and refreshing it may seem. They needed to complete their missions ' stealthily'.

They were not dumb enough to trust that the enemy wouldn't jump on the occasion to break future powerful enemies at their early stages. As they couldn't die, some of their predecessors were bound to be reckless, that was a sure thing. Maybe the missions were also made for that, teach future powerhouses to act based on the situation.

The fights wouldn't just end in one day, so as they slaughtered-fought, lieutenant Xi reappeared near them. Looking at their actions, he nodded as he said " You can go now, but once again, if my men die because of you, you will regret it. " And departed just after.

Now having the authorization to be active, they quickly finished the remaining enemies of their current squadron and left, leaving the surviving soldiers speechless, thinking ' If they could end it all that easily, why did they have to watch our brothers die and do nothing? ' This made them develop a slight discomfort as they indeed saved lots of them, but they could have saved more.

As pawns, they didn't know of many things, first being that they were pawns and that, the strong were happy about. After all, if not the poor, the weak were always wrong.

After they left, they didn't go far. They just went to a quite fierce area where most of the fight was conducting. The three teams then dispersed as they all had things to do on their own. But the leader of Andrea's team, also a normal woman but entirely white, curiously asked about Luke's eyes before leaving.

Being reminded of his nightmare, Luke sighed and just said that he didn't know much about it, apart from the fact that he could somehow see space. As she knew her leader's character well, Andrea urged her to leave before she asked too many questions. The kid ( Luke ) got way too easily annoyed.

As they were by themselves now, after throwing a look at the fierce fight, Lou instructed his team " This is the heart of the battlefield. Here we will deal somehow heavy hits and immediately change places. If we constantly do that, I think we will be okay. "

At that, Milfa shook her head as she rebuked " This may seem good on the paper but we will quickly be discovered. It could have worked if we all had stealth spells or abilities. Unfortunately, only Luke has one. The best course of action would be to do as you said but differently. We don't have the same specialties and we are future powerhouses, which means we don't have to learn how to fight with others but how to better oneself in accordance with others. "

" I see where you are coming, so, Luke does just that, Ozz quietly poisons to quickly kill enemies about everywhere, Abacus rains down lightning from time to time, Milfa snipes enemies and I go to melee, killing the enemies swiftly. Is that good? " All he earned was a thumbs up from everyone as they dispersed. Sighing, he just got to his job.

Now alone, Luke activated haunting march and began to observe. He did not observe because he needed to for his coming slaughter, it's just that he observed around who had few chances to die so that they could become his extra lives. He currently had six of them but, that wasn't enough. As a cowa-cautious guy, he needed more and the battlefield was the ideal place. Not only would the enemies' death not seem weird, but they also are enemies, so them becoming extra lives is no problem. Not that he would let go of his allies, he is not that benevolent.

' Show me my money '

* Money: 20260 PTS *

' Putting the matter of how I have so much aside, let's just profit of this unexpected wealth '

Quickly buying 100 grams of Road to craziness, Luke first tried it on every tier 3 he could see, be it enemy or ally. There were 87 tier 3 present and 34 became extra lives. The 50 percent chance of working was negated and made him waste a lot before he knew why. That was because for tier 3, just making the liquid contact their skin was not enough. He needed to make it contact their blood.

This means he had to inflict wounds on every tier 3 of the battlefield. This experience though greatly satisfied Luke. It's not because he now had 40 extra lives, but because his haunting march, which was 'bullied' up until now finally made its wonders. As even tier 3 soldiers couldn't detect him with it, this reinforced his belief that Andrea and Lion were just monsters. Out of those 87 tier 3, 4 were able to detect him, and they were part of the strongest soldiers present.

Still having 13G remaining, Luke, while occasionally assassinating some failed extra lives and tier 2s, observed the tier two that seemed like they could survive. After observing for three hours, he out four who had great chances to survive. The only problem is that he killed one accidentally when he was passing near him. His dagger automatically cut down the demon when he seemingly turned abruptly to look his way.

While this was going on, a shadow abruptly appeared at Luke's side and took him. Flustered but still calm, he tried to escape but he couldn't. Furthermore, the strongest pressure he ever felt was exerted on him as the shadow took him. Now, much less calm, Luke decisively tried to suicide but couldn't.

While his teammates were happily slaughtering their way, Luke got caught by a mysterious expert.