The Rise Of Calamity

Chapter 87 - Massacre VI

{Authors note: I know non of you guys read the author's notes at the bottom, so instead, I'm just going to tell you any updates over here. The magic system that was created with Juilam around around chapter 36 to 39 will be changed a little. While before, there were certain ways of increasing aptitude to an affinity over time, like body and mental training for earth, control of instincts for fire, I'll be changing it. I realised it would make the story kind of boring with too much information about magic, so instead of using that kind of progression system, I'll be using a new one that will be introduced in the upcoming chapters. I just have to make some adjustments while also trying to find a few holes in the magic progression theory. It will be slightly similar, but it wont be the same.}

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Seeing dozens of men and women running towards me with their weapons unsheathed, the only thing I could think of was the meal that I was about to consume. The man was tasty and all, but after eating so many human souls today at one go, two humans was no longer enough to satiate my blood lust.

"I guess I'll be conducting the massacre today" I spoke loudly enough for everyone to hear what I was saying. Since I had my mask on, my voice was a little distorted, but it was a no brainer that i was child. From my stature to my height or even my voice even when distorted, it was quit obvious I was a child or a Dwarf.

Cracking my knuckles and neck, I lunged forward with my two short swords in both my hands to cut down anything and everything that comes in my way. Having two weapons was always helpful, since using one would leave you open to many attacks, but two would give you a chance to block. One thing that was disadvantageous about having two blades was that they were usually light and held in one hand each, meaning the blows created on collision with the sword would do a lot less damage that it usually would with a long sword, a bastard sword or even a great sword.

Getting within a 30 meter radius of the person who was most ahead, I watched as the entire 'crowd' of warriors and mages split into groups of 7, each one having at least one assassin and one mage. Some even had archers, but that was besides the point. What they all had in common was that they were organised with a defensive system that seemed to be strong on the outside, but is truly flawed when a single fighter within the group falls.

However, them now grouping up in teams of 7 was the best thing they could have done, because even though a single group my break when one of the team members fall, now they have other groups to compensate for their losses. However, they had not realised one thing.

"Analysis" I muttered

[Analysis Complete]

[Many flaws have been located]

[key roles have been analysed:

Swordsmen- 40

Tank-20

Assassin-35

Archers-15

Mages-10

Healers-4

Other (Axe wielder ect.)- 16]

[Strategy complete:

Entity -Atlas- should attack the healers first, since taking them out would allow the groups to naturally collapse out of place and all 140 fighters will fall. Healers are found encircled by 5 teams of 7 which all contain tanks and assassin surrounding the healers in ways that do not seem obvious. Due to entity -Atlas-'s lack of mana in this current time, it will be more beneficial to take out the mages and then the arches who are all weak to close combat. This will force the assassins away from the healers and there will be a gap within the formation which you can easily take advantage of.]

'I see'

Using the last bits of mana I had left on a analysis might not have seemed the like best choice of action in this kind of situation, but ironically enough, that was the best used mana for the whole day. Knowing the weaknesses of your enemy is much better than going in blind with a minute amount of mana that can only be used to incinerate one or two people. However, using the analysis to find the weaknesses of the enemy not only made everything easier for me, but it also gave me the easiest way of getting my mana back.

'When I kill someone they give me a small amount of their mana, meaning the more I kill, the more mana I will have to kill more people. It's not as self sufficient as it sounds, but due to my amazing bodily strength and daily close combat training routines, killing a few of them without the use of mana is going to be a piece of cake, unless of course, they have someone who can use their battle intent and create it into battle aura like what my dad did' I inwardly mused

Instantly, instead of charging head on like a suicidal bull, I dashed to the left, making everyone loom to where I was supposed to land, but I didn't land there. Duking them into thinking I was going to lunge to the left was just part of my plan, and now that all their focus was off me, I released a huge wave of bloodlust while a demonic smile widened under my mask.

Feeling the bloodlust, not only did everyone in the area freeze up for a second from both the shock of feeling bloodlust and realizing it had come from a human, but everyone in the village felt a threatening feeling around their necks.

Those who were just weak-willed civilians gripped their throat, while every single on of the 140 in front of me had started to frown, realising this was no longer a game of tag they were hoping to play with a little kid.

'I know Olivia had good intentions, but theses guys are not good people. They have very tainted souls and I can smell that sh*t from miles' I thought while looking at my meals who were contemplating fleeing.

"CHARGE!" I man near the front, and the strongest out of everyone there roared getting everyone's attention.

Faces of determination filled the crowd, but before most of them could leave their reverie, I had already slammed my right foot into the ground lifting the cracked ground around my foot. Twisting my foot and kicking my left foot back while also simultaneously twisting my torso, I threw a powerful punch towards the torso of one of the unsuspecting tanks.

"AH-GHHH" Was the only sound they could make before dying.

Their entire armour was incaved to the point there it was more dangerous to keep the armour on that have it off. The incaved armour stopped the ribcage from bouncing back to the position it was before the hit, killing the tank immediately.

Seeing that the tank was no long moving, every single person re-evaluated their chances of survival and if this fight was worth dying over.

'SHE DID THAT WITH HER FIST!? THAT'S A F*CKING MONSTER!' Thought on of the men, and he wasn't the only one there

'They all keep looking at me as if I am some kind of devil! You guys attacked me first!' I complained inwardly

Immediately finding the Archers found between every three teams teams, I moved towards them with a burst of electricity through my muscles with a little bit of gravity control and windy steps. These spells barely used any mana since they were made for those with small mana pools, therefore they are adapted to not drain the mana of the person who uses it.

Since 2 mages stayed with the healer at all times, it caused the other healers and archers to be ignored or overlooked, so the moment everyone say that I hadn't went for the healers, they all heaved a sigh of relief. That sigh was their biggest mistake, because the moment they had relaxed was the moment I had finally gotten serious.

gripping my sword harder, I moved towards one of the archer with break neck speeds.

*Whistle*

*Slash*

The only thing the archer saw before having their head detached from their body was a blurry sword coming out of thin air and taking their life. This alarmed the rest of the group and forced them all to take defensive positions, but before anyone knew it, another head was flying in the air.

"HIS AIMING FOR THE ARCHERS! WARRIORS, PROTECT THEM! TANKS, KEEP PROTECTING THE HEALERS!" Commanded the leader

"Too late" I muttered under my mask while piercing through the heart of one of the healers. The moment of disarray had caused an opening within the formation which I took advantage of to kill the healer.. By the time the closest ones, the mages. had realised the female healer right next to them had died, their heads were already sliding off their shoulders