Slowly Corroding One's System

After a five-minute walk through the street and passing many rows of different buildings. Some seemed antique while others seemed to be somewhat modern. Soon, Saber appeared in front of a 30-meter tall building painted in red.

In the front doors, there was what seemed to Saber to be a guard. He was threatening-looking with a scar running across his face and had slightly tanned skin.

His burly body could intimidate any average mortal, but Saber in his middle-aged form leisurely walked up to the man. As he was about to pass the man, he was blocked by the man's outstretched right hand.

Saber only took out one of the gold coins he had in his ring and handed it to him. He had an annoyed expression on his face since he spent a Kill point to get it, but thinking about these people's future, Saber snickered coldly in his mind.

The guard then smirked as he opened the door for Saber and gestured for Saber to go in. Not waiting any longer, Saber walked into the brothel with an expressionless face and cold eyes.

As soon as he entered, his sensitive nose was assaulted by the smell of alcohol and some weird substance that permeated the air.

Though any other person would be annoyed by such a scent, Saber on the other hand felt his mind clear and his focus heightened.

'It seems that my poison physique truly is working wonders.' Saber thought while smiling. His entrance though was ignored by all the humans inside this brothel. The building seemed to be divided into multiple levels.

It appeared that the first floor was more of a tavern where all the men who are unable to pay for a prostitute come to drown their sorrows. While there was a staircase located by the wall and seemed to be the path to the second floor.

Seeing such drunken men and even women, Saber couldn't help but smile. Even the bartenders shared drinks with the drunk men. With this scene, Saber knew that everyone on this floor would easily fall into an illusion of his.

Though it wasn't an illusion that greatly changed anything, it simply made it impossible for them to realize him in their surroundings. With this in mind, he placed every being on the lowest floor under an illusion.

Appearing behind the bar counter, Saber calmly and patiently took out the cork from a bottle located and then used one of his nails to create a cut in his skin, before, a drop of blood entered the bottle.

Saber continued his action with every bottle he could find. The most noticeable thing was the fact that every bottle only got one drop of blood.

'If I add more than a mere drop, the chances of these people dying too soon after drinking it would be very high.' Saber thought. Even if he wanted the men and women to be poisoned, it needed to happen after they had already left the establishment, and not while still in it.

Soon, Saber had finished corrupting every bottle of alcohol in the establishment. None of the humans present were even able to sense anything fishy as they drank their alcohol and talked with each other with light red hues on their cheeks.

Saber then disappeared from the building as he appeared on top of a rooftop of one of the taller buildings in his surroundings. While gazing at the oblivious beings going about their day without a care in the world, he thought.

'These people...they are way easier to manipulate than the those of the Sword Art Continent. Is it because they focus on body cultivation, while the humans of the Sword Art Continent focus on the mind?' Saber thought.

A wild demonic grin formed on his face when thinking of such a scenario. Thereafter, he sat down with his right foot folded and his left leg tucked into his chest while his left hand rested on the left knee as he said.

"Leviathan, how many brothels and taverns are there in this city?" Soon after he said these words, a chibi Leviathan appeared on his shoulder and replied with.

"There are 79 of such establishments. Since this city has over 2 million residents, the city lord wanted all of their needs to be satisfied. So, when buying slaves, he buys in massive bulks." Levi said as Saber couldn't help but smile.

"So much prey, so many Kill points. Ahh, isn't life wonderful?" Saber said out loud. Since he now had an idea of what he was going to do now and knowing that illusions are twice as effective on these Body cultivators, Saber stood up from his sitting position and disappeared.

Following the map in the corner of his left eye, Saber flashed across rooftops shortly after, he found himself standing on top of another brothel rooftop. His figure disappeared as he appeared in what seemed to be a bedroom.

On top of the bed, lay a man with three women on top of him. It seemed they had just finished a session and were tired. So, Saber sliced his hand and then gave them each an even smaller amount of blood than the bottles.

'Such a tiny amount, it should take a few days before it starts taking effect. These women will continue having such disgusting acts with more men and work as my slaves in corroding them.'

Saber thought with a smirk on his face. His figure disappeared, as he appeared in another room where there was a couple in the middle of their act. Saber's face frowned, but he ignored them and walked up to the cup of water on the bedside table.

Slicing his skin apart, a minute amount of blood entered it. Shockingly, as soon as it met with the clear water, the blood also seemed to have changed and took a color similar to the transparent water.

Gazing at the two oblivious beings, Saber felt like slicing their heads off for daring to do such an act in front of him. But of course, he decided to calm himself as he then left the room and approached his next target.

This sequence continued until Saber paid a visit to every room in the brothel. Saber's cultivation was many times higher than these random civilians, hence the reason why he didn't encounter any sort of trouble.

Still, he kept his middle-aged appearance just in case he was caught. As he finished with the top floor of the building, he then descended the stairs and entered the second floor where there were even more rooms. Though the quality of the females was noticeably lower in terms of beauty.

Anyway, Saber cared little for such a thing, as he went on to continue his corruption. Wherever there were sleeping humans, he appeared and gave them his blood.

Wherever there were humans in the middle of their debauchery, he will appear and place a drop of his blood in whatever he deemed important to them. It mattered not if it was a drink or even their clothing, his blood seemed to have a consciousness of its own as it would change color and even shape to better camouflage.

Soon, he then appeared on the lowest floor where he once more met a tavern filled with many individuals.

The inevitable fate of the beings in this city is something that would mark the beginning of many chains of important events.