Chapter 17

[Ding]

[Killed Player Nolan's Ontology]

[Reward: Mining x20, Physical Strength +1, Cautiousness +3, System Points 700]

''Interesting! 20 in mining? Did all of his brothers send their Mining stats over to him?''

Zach glanced at it. Attributes can be exchanged using some special means.

''Haha, not bad, close to two thousand System points in total so far.''

[Ding]

[Killed Player George's Ontology]

[Reward: Farming +20, Communication +1, Politics +1, System Points 1,300]

''No wonder these guys haven't managed to break through and become Cultivators their attributes are truly pathetic.''

Zach sighed. Except for each of them having relatively high basic stats like Farming and Mining there was nothing incredible.

''If I had to guess they were targeting new students and younger Players who don't have any chance of fighting back.''

Zach also thought it made sense. When Ordinary people begin their first descent they often only go in with the most basic talents they developed during their time in school.

Like Zach's predecessor, he only had a single Farming Talent and if it wasn't for the Son Of Luck Plug-in it is likely he would only have two or three Farming Talents at most by now!

After all he wouldn't have gotten a higher rating, and he wouldn't have gotten more descent opportunities.

''Forget it''

Zach glanced at the bodies on the ground before the Scythe in his hand vanished and the robe was replaced by his ordinary clothes.

He quickly rushed out of the alley before rushing into the surrounding crowd. It is likely that what happened in the Alley won't be discovered until the next day, and the weapon used definitely won't be linked back to him.

''I have to admit I'm not surprised that people will turn and become Evil Players, the profits are very high.''

Zach returned to his dorm and tapped his chin. In Front of him two panels appeared as he checked the profits from killing the three Evil Players.

[Name: Zach West

Cultivation: None

Talents: (Click to Expand)

System Points: 113,080

Items: Spying Order x1, Mount Upgrader x1, Descent Opportunities x4, Dual Order x2

Son of Luck Plug-In (Info)]

[Talents- Farming (61), Physical Strength (30), Mining (21), Politics (17), Thievery (12) Intelligence (10) , Authority (10), Longevity (9), Hunting (7), Business Talent (7), Communication (5), Cautiousness (4), Military Tactics (3), Domestication (2), Luck (2), Fertility (1)]

''My talents made a massive leap! Together with three thousand System Points it is the same value of using a Descent opportunity.''

Zach glanced at it and was greedy. He was even tempted to go outside and continue hunting people!

However he quickly consoled himself, while he was in a busy and populated city. He might be able to get away with one or two killings especially if they are willing to enter an alley on purpose, but if he went hunting it wouldn't take long for him to be killed by a Cultivator.

''Wait.''

But despite releasing the dangers Zach didn't get the thought out of his mind. He is far from a nice guy in each of his lives he wasn't against killing people to get his way.

''But I also have to be careful. The benefits for killing someone are so high that it is only the Sect's strength that stops the cultivators from hunting Mortals, but no one that can become cultivators are nice people.''

Zach frowned, this world was far more dangerous than he expected. It's no wonder that people are so willing to go to battlefields between Planets.

''Haha forget it for now. I still have two duel orders to use.''

Zach stared at his system panel. First entering his Descendants space and freeing the three million descendants from the bubble and then speaking out loud.

''System use one of the Duel Orders.''

[Ding]

[Please Select-

Random Opponent

Selective Opponent]

''Hmm''

Zach tapped his chin. His first thought was to challenge someone in the school, at least then he can guarantee they are weaker than him.

''Random Opponent.''

However in the end he decided against it, after all in case someone makes the connection between him and the duel it would attract a lot of unwanted attention.

[Ding]

[Selected a Random Opponent, please choose a betting amount-

1% Attributes

10% Attributes

25% Attributes

50% Attributes

100% Attributes]

''Pick 100% attributes.''

Zach grit his teeth and decided. He was taking a risk here that would either turn out well or ruin him.

If he lost he would lose all of his attributes and have to start again from the beginning, but if he won he could do a lot!

[Ding]

[Selected Opponent Thailia from the Planet Mistrifiy]

[Prepare for Battle.]

Zach felt his consciousness blur as he appeared in the Spectator space once again. However unlike the Tournament world below, this time wasn't a field. It was a large stone ground.

''Is the terrain Random? It seems like I need to make sure I have cultivation Skills of every element in the future.''

Zach felt a headache but didn't care for a while.

Instead he looked at his Descendants as soon as they appeared watching them begin to position themselves.

''Tiger Legion Follow me!''

At the front of the army Gizo rode on a large tiger leading the Tiger Legion to take the front ground. The large and powerful force blocked the rest of the Descendants behind them.

Following immediately after, the Tiger Legion Legion positioned themselves with their claws prepared to strike at any time.

With a clear lack of a Son of Luck to lead them, Frederick took the initiative to walk out in front of them rallying them under his control.

'Thud' 'Thud' 'Thud'

At the same time a rhythmic thud came out as the Iron Cavalry swooped round the side of the two legions preparing to charge the enemy.

There was no Commander in charge, but with the well trained Generals and officers they were in perfect balance arranging an arrowhead formation with their pikes lowered.

''Norman, Michael you two will lead the rest of the family. The Military Tacticians and Generals will assist you!''

Frederick shouted out his voice echoing across the group.

However even he was amazed at the huge black mass of descendants that had appeared this time.

Fortunately the West Family had always placed their own generals in charge of the National Armies, and over two millennia countless generals and Officers had come out.

Under the control of the Generals, the large three million group had divided themselves into Thirty Legions of one hundred thousand, preparing to march forward at any time.

''Haha! I don't believe whoever is on the other side of this will stand a chance.''

Zach stared at the mob of descendants and marvelled at the effect of the Fertility Skill. If he hadn't taken it from Nigel it might really be possible for him to stand out even more.

''But now it's cheaper for me.''

[Battle Starts in 3 Seconds!]

[2]

[1]

[Good Luck to the Players.]

In an instant Zach saw the light wall that blocked his sight disappear and a large stone platform appear.

Although no force came into his vision, his Descendants slowly marched forward.

''Huh? Is that it?''

Suddenly Zach was stunned. A group of soldiers had finally appeared in his vision.

A swarm of close to 120,000. Leading the group were twenty thousand knights holding large broadswords reaching two metres in length.

They had box-like helmets over their faces with only a slit available for their eyesight.

But immediately after that, Zach saw the following 100,000 people wore mismatched robes and coarse linen outfits. Somewhere strong dressed in a mercenaries outfit or bandits uniform but they were all different.

''Interesting!''

Zach stared at it and seemed to understand. Without the benefit of time and the Fertility Skill it is almost impossible for people to have as many descendants as Zach in their lives!

But Zach also noticed something else. The figures uncovered with armour had a glowing blue on their skin like scales of a snake. And a faint mark on their forehead!

''Charge!''

Below him the Iron Cavalry took the initiative, lowering their pikes and rushing towards the marching legion.

The towering war horses knocked up gravel as they ran, their muscles tensed as the knights on their backs shouted in excitement.

''Don't fall behind brothers!''

Gizo shouted towards the sky, raising his sword as he dashed forward on his tiger. Behind him the Tiger Legion roared as their eyes glowed with fury.

Their blood burnt rapidly as they dived forward without a care in the world.

''Haha I want some credit too!''

''Don't forget me!''

''Bah I might not be a fighter but I'm not weak.''

The other three Sons of Luck were unwilling to show weakness. Leading their respective forces to dash towards the army.

''What?!''

In the Spectator Space a woman was sitting cross legged. Her skin had a faint blue tinge with a large eye on her forehead.

''How could he have so many!''

Thalia was absolutely shocked. She had never seen such a large force in the Mortal Duels!

Her slightly mature figure shook in fear. After twenty years of duelling and descending she had seen a glimpse of hope for becoming a Cultivator when she won a Duel Order!

If she could get a win she might have enough stats to get a higher rating and earn more descent opportunities.

''Dam it! I can only hope that she is good enough to win this.''

Thailia's eyes dropped, focusing on a figure standing behind the large force.

It was an old lady, easily over eighty years old, holding a staff in her hand and the only descendant to have her third eye open.

''Die!''

The Iron Cavalry took the lead.

'Clang' 'Clang'

Loud clanging sounds spread across the battlefield as the Pikes snapped and cracked under the impact against the charging soldiers.

The immense pressure knocked back the knights at the front as the Iron Cavalry quickly swapped to their long swords swinging down and reaping the lives of those below.

The Knights tried to fight back, lifting their heavy swords and occasionally managing to slay a horse knocking the rider onto the ground to fight.

''Help them!''

Behind the group of knights the generals shouted, as the 100,000 swarm lifted rocks in their hands or spears and pitchforks throwing them through the air.

''Ahh!''

In an instant hundreds of horses were knocked down, with some unfortunate riders being impaled directly by the projectiles.

''Pray for the blessing of the priest!''

''Pray for the blessing of the priest!''

''Pray''

''Pray''

However as the cavalry continued to tear into the knights voices began to ring out throughout the crowd.

In response the old lady in the back raised the staff into the air, as faint golden lights began to flood towards her from the thousands of people.