2 Hours Ago .
" Fuck . Are you kidding me ? " Sam shouted as he looked at the interface in front of him .
He was inside a tent in which thousands of magic users were staying and they all looked at him with weird gazes . This man , sitting on a bed in front of them , he was mad , they thought .
They too were helpless . They could see him get angry and shout profanities at the top of his lungs every few minutes . How could they know that in front of him was an interface which basically limited all his improvement .
[ War Mode ]
[ During a war , User Sam will only receive 10 experience for every kill . ]
That was what the interface in front of him meant . It was actually just a small interface , barely visible , in the corner of his vision which read [ War Mode ] as soon as he entered the area of the warzone . Basically , whichever side he killed , he would receive only 10 experience .
Sam was a happy man , considering he wanted to use this war to power level himself . He was going to go through levels like they meant nothing .
" Fuck " He shouted as his eyes fell on the small interface again . He could've been the strongest . He simply had to kill a few tier 3s which he had a certain confidence in doing . But goddamn was he fucked over .
[ Soul : Tier 2 ( 6830/100,000 )
Growth : Level 16 ( 0/1250 ) ]
That was his current growth status . Needless to say , he needed to kill a hundred and twenty five people to level up just once . He didn't consider those cultists people anymore as he looked at that small interface in the corner . He muttered to himself as he tried to ignore it ' They are nothing but exp . They are nothing but exp . '
He didn't value their lives either way . He considered this a game anyways , and RPGs always have two factions : Allies or Enemies .
It was just that they were on the wrong side and he was in the mood to vent his frustrations .
' Is there even any benefit in fighting wars ... ' He muttered to himself and Scout , to his surprise , answered .
[ The exp will always be 10 no matter how high your soul tier is , as long as the enemies are a maximum two tiers lower than you . ]
[ You will get two times the experience in your skills and innates for using them during a war . ]
Sam was startled and then he laughed . Didn't this mean he could be tier 7 and still massacre tier 5s in wars ? The allied forces of humans and the other creatures was a different thing , but the monsters had a nearly infinite supply of these tier creatures . War would be interesting if that was truly the case .
But the fact that he won't get millions of exp for killing higher tier enemies was a major loss .
' I can handle it ... I think ? ' He asked himself and shook his head . He looked around only to see the people around him look at him like he was a lunatic . Now that he thought back to it , his actions were truly ... mad ? Cursing the last fifteen generations of scout last minute , grumbling incomprehensible words , then laughing .
He stood up bowed and apologized like a proper gentleman saying what any good man would in this situation " Fuck off and get on with the fighting . " and walked out of the tent .
He was seriously worried . How the fuck did the magic users keep going till now ? The tier 3 users in his tent were all simply playing around with weird vials and stuff . Who the fuck does that in a war ? Are they magicians and mages and whatnot or alchemists ?
He simply ran over to the frontlines , which were , for some reason , much calmer than even the wars on his own planet .
He was expecting major explosion , people dying everywhere and whatnot , but here ... there were only explosions . There was no melee . It was like these people had no fucking melee capabilities .
The people on the other side all wore black cloaks and ran around dodging magics and shooting their own at this side . They were all tier 3 and below magics , seeing from the amount of energy they contained and as well as the damn storm of interfaces in front of his eyes .
A man , judging by the shape of his body under the cloak , walked out of the array of magic users on that side and was about to walk out of the fine line separating the light and dark side , when he was collectively blasted by 5 or so magic users with different colored clothes on this side . He was nowhere to be found after the dust settled . He vanished from the face of the universe . Like Poof . Gone . He understood why none of the warriors walked ahead . They could take one or two magics but when a whole array attacked them , it was impossible to survive .
' This is war ? Where the fuck is the hot bloodedness ? Where the fuck are the bloodied heads ? ' He thought as he looked at a few of the magic users switch places with the ones behind them . The ones in front had a few injuries , seemingly from the mostly fire and lightning attributes attacks coming their way .
There were many elemental magics flying across the battlefield , if you can call it that , and were hitting people on both sides . Some dodged and switched with the people behind them , others got hit and switched with the people behind them and the rest got hit and died .
This seemed incredibly useless .
Sam looked on for a while then shook his head . ' How the fuck is this a war ? This is at most a friendly exchange of magics .' He thought to himself as he also walked to the frontal array of magic users .
A few people tried to stop him seeing as he was going to walk past them , but he simply walked ahead without any warning .
' I wanna be flashy . This is simply a disgrace to the name of war . ' He thought as he raised his hands around him and with his left hand snapped his fingers .
' Let's see how far I can go . ' He though to himself as his cards flied around him in orbits like shields and any magic that tried to hit him was deflected , save a few . But he was still unharmed as if nothing happened .
Both sides stopped , for a second , seeing the display he had put on , but then continued their crossfire thinking he was getting ahead of himself . A mere tier 2 trying to make a name for himself in a war . They were all tier 3 and believed themselves to be stronger than at least a tier 2 cannon fodder . Thus they continued firing magic at each other while some of went on trying to eliminate the arrogant bastard .
He then pointed both his hands index and middle fingers at the opposite side , like guns and activated Hunter's Aura .
" Now I will show you my rain of bullets . " He muttered as he started blasting .