There was chaos on the battlefield . The battlefield , which from the start , was basically random magics thrown around was in massive disarray .
A single man , barely out of his teens , a mere tier 2 , destroyed almost 3000 of tier 3 soldiers in the frontlines in a devastating 5 minutes .
The way he did it was casual . A bit too casual for the taste of some .
He stood on one spot as he released a killing intent which alarmed even the tier 7s somewhat . It was thick . Unbelievably so . But then he hid it again .
All these magic users stopped , as they all had sweat forming on their backs . All their hearts beat hard . Extremely hard . They were scared so much by that mere seconds of killing intent , that even that magician's allies were considering running away .
The enemies , towards whom the intent was focused had it even worse . They were all tier 3 and powerful in their own right . They were cultists which used the most volatile energy .
This energy was so powerful that more than 60% of people who connect to it die in the first few seconds of doing so . Yet , they were shaken by the killing intent of a mere tier 2 .
When the killing intent was removed , they all calmed down somewhat , even if their backs were drenched due to their fear . It was then that it struck a few of them .
Literally . It struck a few of them .
A rain of bullets , accurately hit the brows of a few of it's targets as it pierced through their skulls and continued and exploded as soon as they hit the next person . Followed by more which wet their clothes followed by lightning which passed them , burning some and paralyzing other as bullet after bullet kept coming .
The cards around the magician kept decreasing as some of the cards practically teleported in front of his fingers and released a magic circle which shot bullets with a speed untraceable by the naked eye .
At least not the naked eye of anyone below tier 5 .
The experts on back had taken notice of this person the moment he entered the battlefield , as a law of war states that in a fight of beginners , only beginners may fight . They all wanted to see his tier , which disinterested them as he was a mere tier 2 . The magic user's side was more interested , as they wanted to see what a tier 2 would do in a fight of tier 3s .
It shocked them , what he did .
He destroyed all formations of the cultists , as if he was aiming at the exact spots that would ruin them completely . He completely ruined everything for the cultists .
Suddenly , the rain stopped and the magic users on the cultists' side stopped as they looked at him , who seemed to have run out of offensive cards . They Sam him grab a card , from the many flying around him , and throw it to the ground . The card then slowly disappeared and a cat appeared in its place .
Everyone heard his voice in the silence that he himself created . Some panicked and some felt fear . His exact words were :
" Make sure to use the biggest curse . "
And the cat vanished into the darkness of the dark side as an even darker shadow spread around them all , covering them all and they all felt it . The whole enemy camp felt it as it got cursed .
A damned nether cat , many thought . Only such a monster had the capabilities to curse even tier 7s at the puny soul tier of tier 2 .
The as they waited for him to back off because of exhausted energy , he instead snapped his fingers again .
His allies watched in complete silence , as these inexperienced magic users didn't even aid him , and he slowly fired more bullets and slowly built up his kills .
He kept going in the same pattern of shoot , kill , curse , repeat , when suddenly , he slowly turned into motes of light that flew into the air and even as the tier 7s tried their best to locate his Aura , none of them felt him anywhere on the battlefield as if he vanished from the planet .
They were overturning every rock and trying their best to find him , while all this time , Sam was trying his best to look away from two eyes under a cloak , far away from the battlefield .