While Others Cultivate, I Use My Unique RPG Leveling System to Cultivate Smut Romance With Their Girlfriends! Chapter 593
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"Eh, it seems like you really overestimate your capabilities… But I have a good mood today. Give up your immortal's blood, and I will let you go back home. If you are not interested in the offer…"
Looking at me with a clearly threatening look in his eyes, this Gerwazy man clearly couldn't be bothered to waste his time on me. But instead of allowing him to sweep me in his actions, I just continued to smile and pointed my hand at the mist that he was about to absorb.
"I will be taking that right back to its rightful owner. If you want to even think about stopping me, then you are better of making a peace with death first."
Spreading my arms in a gesture of complete relaxation, I continued to gather the entropy around my hands but also started to concentrate a small amount of magic energy in the small pocket under the layer of the entropy.
"So we are going to fight then. Before we start, do you have any last words? Any last wish? Maybe you want to consume your last meal or something?"
Looking at me as if I was just some kind of small fry that didn't know its place, Gerwazy continued to leisurely condense the mist into some kind of extremely white liquid, making me unable to think of it as anything else but a certain drug that was commonly accessible on earth if you were to be born either in the lowest or highest class.
"Last wish? Yeah, would you mind telling me where the sea is? I don't want to kill millions on accident as I don't really have the time to fight with you fair and square."
It was a strange feeling to stand against someone who not only was from the earth just like me but was also as confident in his strength as I was! If not for the fact that I could tell that he was one of the people that never realised the full potential of growing on their own and just followed the advice given by that "decorations" part of the system that failed to instal in Bonger, I would actually pay more attention to whether or not would I be able to down him…
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But with the power of apocalyptic class spell growing in my hand, how could I let myself be scared by someone like him?
"Seriously? I have no idea what you are speaking about… But be my guest, the sea is due south, right about there."
Pointing his hand towards a specific direction, Gerwazy looked at me as if I completely lost my mind. On the other hand, I only smiled in response as I activated the enhanced predator's mindset.
But rather than using it for the sake of fighting, I simply yawned before going around the back of the two opponents of mine. With the man's hand still extended in the motion of showing me the direction, I made sure to place myself right at its backward extension before taking a look at how condensed my positive energy hidden in a pocket of entropy was.
"You know why you never had the chance against me?"
Deactivating the predator's mindset, I simply talked, not paying any mind to the expression of shock and terror that appeared on Gerwazy's face as he realised how quickly I was capable of moving. Just this alone should be enough to prove that I could deal with him in the normal way, using just my fists and basic skills, but that didn't change the fact that I simply couldn't be bothered to do so!
"Enlighten me."
With his confidence now shattered, the man in front of me didn't dare to keep idle anymore. Putting all sorts of shields around himself, he started to prepare his own offensive, as I simply continued to form the sunflare in my hand.
"You see, all of the people that were transported to this world from earth or from any other reality that we never heard about, are getting this system. In theory, its something that supposed to be a tool we can use to quickly gain the strength, position and recognition that is necessary to further improve our fighting ability."
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Midway through my short lecture, I finally released the cover of my entropy, turning in into a simple shield that would serve as the first and last line of defence. Just a quick look at the man in front of me with my energy vision was enough to confirm that albeit he already had a bit of immortal blood in himself, obviously outside of the mist that he turned into a liquid which hovered beside his head right now, he clearly was unable to properly use it at the level anywhere close to necessary minimum to break through my own skill.
"From that point, it's fairly simple. Without the challenge of finding the ways to grow yourself, you are bound to experience only as many opportunities as the system allows you to. You are unable to ever discover other techniques, improve on them, adapt them, or reshape your entire power foundation for the sake of furthering your own goals. And looking at how it worked out for me, you are unable to let your system actually level you up itself."
Still smiling, I finally turned the ball of condensed energy into the proper shape. In a flash, from a single sphere of energized air, it turned into a complicated rune, detailing the true intricacy hidden under the veil of the simplicity of a simple fireball.
While the structure itself was nothing hard, as I made it all the way back in times where I received the ability to create my own spells, with each class that it advanced from a fireball to weak fireball, to sunflare and all the way to its most likely final form of the apocalyptic spell, this apparently simple shape continued to multiply and condense at a constantly growing rate!
"So, since you gave me the honours of offering me the last wish, I will pay you back now and ask you as well."
Bringing the fire spell of mine to the absolute edge before it would escape from my control and release itself into the world, I smiled at the man in front of me and asked.
"Are you willing to give what you stole back to its rightful owner, leave this place and never bother me or anyone that I am close with?"
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