22 The Future 2

"This is our turf! We've already claimed access to this land before you came here. You're encroaching on our territory!". The leader smiled smugly, generating a follow-up chuckle from his followers.

"For your actions of trespass… You must pay a fine. However, I am merciful person, so instead of asking for the original cost, I'll let you off with you relinquishing everything you have on you" He smirked.

Scott nearly burst out laughing but he managed to keep his emotions to himself while maintaining a poker face.

"What's the original cost then?" He asked.

"DEATH! Now choose!" The leader said with a slight glare.

He brought out a sharp sword that he had kept sheathed by his hip. His followers also brought out their respective weapons. They had whips, daggers, spears, and swords

One also had a club and an extra dagger as his secondary weapon.

Upon analyzing the weapons they possessed, Scott groaned to himself in disappointment. They were all low-grade weapons. Except for the leader's item, they were all Grade 1. The item of the leader was also merely a Grade 2.

"I have to stop raising my hopes. What did he expect from riff raffs like these?" Scott said to himself.

Though there have been cases where he had found rare items amongst poor and unskilled players who did not know how to utilize the items to their full potential, those situations have now become rare.

These fools are certainly not worth anything, and because of that, they do not deserve any more of my time.

"You're in my way… Begone." Scott said to them in a calm and low tone, waving them off.

"Uh?! What the hell is this bitch telling us?" The leader asked in anger, upset by Scott's disrespect.

He stepped forward to challenge Scott with his sword, however, as he did so, a blade was sent flying to his head, piercing his skull and ripping it into two pieces.

His cleanly sliced head fell on the floor, and his body followed, making a heavy thud as it landed lifelessly on the ground.

The remaining group looked at Scott fearfully as they watched their leader meet instant death.

Their eyes bulged as they discovered that he was not the ordinary person they pictured him to be.

Quickly turning away, they took to their heels, running for their lives. A normal person would have spared them, but not Scott.

If he leaves them, they'll end up becoming a pain in the ass in the future. He personally do not like having any loose ends untied in his quest. Besides, if they call the attention of others to this item and it gets traced to him,it'll get bothersome.

Besides, they attacked Scott first. This was only self-defense. They should have been prepared to die the moment they pointed their weapons at me.

Unlike others, Scott was not stupid!

Several blades of varying sizes and proportions suddenly appeared by his sides and were launched toward them, impaling the fleeing members as they instantly killed them off one after the other.

Due to the homing function on them, his blades will instantly strike the vital part of the targets, ensuring they are dead by the first blow. Scott's swords pierced their hearts, head, necks, spine, and even went through the mouth of one of them, who was screaming, as it came out of the end of her skull.

Blood splattered all around, not reaching him due to their distance. As the red liquid oozed, He could not help but laugh. The same idiots who were so full of themselves just earlier have now died in a bloodbath.

"Life can be pretty twisted sometimes" Scott mused.

Turning away from the pile of impaled corpses, He returned to his business, observing the tunnel he was about to venture into. I took a deep breath to suppress my excitement. Obtaining new Treasure is always so exhilarating.

As he took a step forward, nearly entering the tunnel, he heard a massive crash behind me.

"Urgh, what now?"

Everything keeps interrupting me.

Immediately, Scott's watch also began to beep rapidly, indicating a red alert this time.

He didn't need the red window to open up this time for me to realize who had just entered the vicinity.

"Demons… Looks like it's only one…"

He turned back and looked at the creature from a small distance. It growled as it displayed its massive teeth, flexing its huge physique. Its slightly enormous body had spikes protruding from it and the skin of the beast was dark brown, with red stripes on the body.

However, the most distinguishing feature he discovered about it, allowing me to laugh even more, was that he have met this Demon before.

"You're the one from earlier… You must have killed those ones already, that was quick…"

It seems those Gifted's were even more useless than he thought.

The Grade 3 Demon advanced and stared at me, focusing its eyes on my frame, as a predator does with its prey.

"… I don't have time to play with you," he whispered.

Scott slightly raised his hand and snapped his fingers swiftly. Immediately, a giant lump of mineral appeared above the head of the Demon. The Demon looked up in surprise to find such a mass of solid matter above it.

It shrieked and tried to back away, but before it could remove itself from the inevitable crash of the massive object, the lump of precious stone crushed the head of the Beast, causing it to die an instant death.

Its purple blood splattered everywhere, due to his boulder's force.

"You should not have come here to begin with" Scott muttered, turning away and staring at his goal.

Without any further delay, he was ready to get his next upgrade. How thrilling!

"Return" Scott mumbled.

Immediately, the boulder and swords vanished and became light particles.

A blue window appeared in front of him and the particles of what he summoned ventured Into his inventory case, taking their place within their assigned icons.

He entered the tunnel and grinned.

"A few years ago, who'd have thought that this would be how I'd turn out to be?", Scott said.

He was so miserable when he was younger, but all of that has changed.

The event which started his evolution and ultimate quest for power was one he hated the most at the time.

However, it was thanks to it that he has become apathetic, one who yawns to do things without caring for the effect in others.

Things that he had retrieved and fought for were all his, obtained exclusively for his use and disposal.

"How funny… The world truly is twisted"

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