Precautions

"Yes master, unlike the Sword Art Sect, this sect appears to accept any type of talent!" Leviathan said.

Such words rang out in Saber's ears. His demonic smile grew wider in response. After absorbing the memories of quite a few people, Saber had a fair idea of what he had to do. Not only will it bring chaos, but it'll also bring this world to the brink of destruction.

Why would he do such a thing though?

'There truly isn't a specific reason. But, with such events going on, it'll be incredibly easy for me to gain Kill points.'

Saber thought. His figure then began fading away from the rooftop as he approached the outer sect. He'll start from there, and slowly work his way up to the innermost section of the sect.

'Hmm, they probably know that this virus isn't natural, and they probably already think that they are being attacked by the Demonic Cult. Well, it's time I make the idea of the Demonic Cult attacking a lot more believable.'

Saber thought. His surroundings were a blur since he was moving at incredible speeds. Soon after, his figure appeared in a house similar to the ones where Outer Sect disciples stay back at the Sword Art sect.

Realizing that his prey was seemingly in the bathe, and not wanting to see another naked body since he had seen enough in the brothels, Saber walked into the kitchen and began preparing some food while he awaited his prey.

He wasn't in the mood to rush anything. It wasn't fun rushing things in the first place. Letting his prey be overcome by fear is way more fun.

He knew his current level of strength was way too overpowered compared to the beings living here, so he knew it was safe to have some fun with them.

Chomp!

Chomp!

Saber began chomping down on something that seemed similar to a modern-day sandwich. As the delicious taste assaulted his taste buds, tears trickled down his face while he thought.

Sniff!

'It's so unfair to others. Everything I do, I am good at. Let's not even talk about my otherworldly appearance, simply my cooking ability is transcendent.'

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(City Lord's Mansion)

In an expansive open room, one can see the figures of nine beings who surrounded a floating mirror. If one inspected these figures closely, they'll be able to make out one of the figures as the old man who was in the meeting with the members of the branch of the heavenly body sect.

His eyes filled with determination and expectation while they lay on the mirror floating a few inches above the ground. The other eight figures surrounding the mirror had eyes that were also filled with expectation.

After all, this was their last hope. If ever they were to have a chance of finding the fiend responsible for doing such demonic actions to their people, it was with this mirror floating in the air.

This mirror was decorated with golden markings and shone grandly even though there wasn't any light in this room.

"Don't forget, whatever you do, do not stop infusing energy into it. Otherwise, we will have to start all over again."

After saying that, the old man then stretched his right hand out as it contacted the mirror that was peacefully floating a meter away from him. With this action, the other eight figures followed suit and extended their hands toward the mirror.

Thereafter, they began infusing their Atomic energy into the mirror. All different colors of energies poured into the mirror. They continued this action for multiple minutes but, nothing changed.

Slowly their faces began to become paler. The energy in their bodies was now rapidly decreasing, yet they weren't able to find the culprit. What they expected to take no more than a few tens of seconds seemed to now possibly be taking a few tens of minutes.

Every second that passed felt like an extra thirty seconds for them. A minute felt like an hour, and the energy in their body began disappearing rather quickly. Seeing their states, and also his state, the old man did not show any sign of concern.

Instead, he smiled and waved his free left hand in the air. Thereafter, nine pills mysteriously appeared in the air, and with incredible control of his azure-colored Atomic energy, the pills that were wrapped around with the atomic energy then entered the mouths of the nine figures.

Immediately thereafter, the cells that were previously missing energy were refilled and the pale skins became peach. With a renewed vigor, the rate at which they sent the energy into the mirror doubled as soon after...

The faces of the nine figures, including the old man, immediately changed. The shock they felt at this moment was something that they hadn't felt in many years of their life. In the scene that they were being shown, there was something that shocked them to the core.

On the screen of the mirror, the scene of a middle-aged man with above-average looks and long dark hair that had a few strands of dark purple on its ends was seen by the nine figures surrounding the mirror.

But, this definitely did not shock them or cause any reactions. No, what caused them great shock wasn't his appearance but his current actions. Yes, the mirror was able to show the live actions of this middle-aged man that we know as Saber.

What the nine figures saw, was the scene of Saber leaving only a mass of dead bodies wherever he went. They were lucky enough to be able to see when he began his killing spree. At first, they were surprised by the fact that the person who caused the mass slaughter, was peacefully eating a meal.

But, when they saw him begin slicing the body of the man who had walked into his own kitchen naked, they immediately exited their state of stupor.

But, before they could even begin processing what they had just witnessed, the figure of Saber disappeared and reappeared in a completely new location. This casual action of his came as a shock to the figures since they were unable to even catch a glimpse of his speed.

Such a thing could only have happened if his strength was leagues above their own. Then, soo after appearing, and with the meal still in his mouth, Saber began slaughtering the Heavenly Body Sect's disciples in cold blood.

His figure flashed through the whole of the Outer Sect as a sea of blood was spilled. The faces of the figures became darker the longer they watched. Even if they wanted to do something, they knew that it was useless.

"I can't just watch this!" All of the figures were left standing shocked by Saber's actions, except one.

A young man who seemed t be no older than his mid-twenties suddenly shouted. But, just as he was about to head out of the room, a hand was placed on his shoulder as it halted his movements.

"Even if you go there, it will make no difference." The old man said. He wore an expression that seemed to be indifferent to the deaths of the Heavenly Body Sect's disciples.

"Wait, do not go, let us first take precautions. It will be foolish if we go to simply die, wouldn't it be better to make sure that the demon has no chance to escape death." The old man followed up.