The Legacy System

"My price is the whole World with everything included in it, and you clearly can not afford it, so go say 'Hi' to Yama for me!"

It wasn't only his words, but also the way he said them. He truly believed what he said, he truly believed that was his price, he wanted the World and everything in it for real.

As for the second part of his words, they were a bit of a cliched joke, but it was the kind of serious joke.

While he said those words just for a pun, he truly intended to kill the commander and every other mercenary on the camp.

The commander in front of him seemed a bit surprised by his words, but he didn't get mad, as he just looked at Eric with piercing eyes, and said,

"Do you think you are capable of sending me to Yama so I can greet him for you?"

Eric was a bit surprised by his attitude, as you wouldn't normally expect such behavior or attitude from a mercenary medium camp commander, so he got a bit curious about him.

But that was all there was to it, that didn't mean that his plans had changed, this guy would die really soon, so he just continued answering with a calm, and confident voice,

"Yup, I certainly do! Now do you have any traps you want to activate, or should I start with my slaughter!?"

He could understand a bit the commander's attitude and confidence as he was already a level 32 according to his clairvoyance eyes, and the Legacy System evaluation, but that wasn't enough.

While that would entertain him a bit longer than the others, it was still not a hurdle for him. It just increased the time he would have to spend dealing with them by 3 minutes maximum.

On the other hand, the commander was clearly surprised by Eric's calm, and cool voice, he seemed truly confident in himself, and already used to this.

That was truly a startling occurrence for him, as it had been ages since he saw someone so young, and so collected as Eric looked from his voice.

He was getting more and more curious about the kid in front of him, so he decided to not use the traps, and test his skills and abilities at first.

He wanted to know just what did this kid have to back up his words, and since there was still the possibility of this being just a show to attract attention he kept his cards hidden still.

With those thoughts in mind, he said,

"Well let's see how strong you are first! The first team will go and entertain our guest!"

Normally every other commander would have asked his underlings to start firing at him, but weirdly this guy started with close-quarters combat.

The team he was sending was made up of 6 people, each of them being level 10-13 according to the Legacy System, they should be strong for normal mercenaries, but in Eric's eyes, they were nothing more than flies.

The team in front of him clearly didn't have the same thoughts as Eric though, especially when they felt like they were being treated like non-existent air.

They were all true mercenaries, people who had received military training, who had fought, killed, and raped as much as they had, in order to arrive where they were standing.

And a supposedly young arrogant greenhorn was questioning their existence in front of him, which made them truly angry.

They didn't see Eric as some special guy, they just saw him as a stupid greenhorn who had grown tired of living, and they would most certainly fulfill his wish.

One of them even looked at him threateningly, as he said with a weird grin and an excited voice,

"Kid you are dead, I can't wait to play with your body after this!"

That was a truly creepy bald guy, who certainly seemed to have his own unique hobbies that made Eric feel like a chill course through his body.

There were truly a variety of people out there, and while he had nothing against them, there were some things that creeped him out.

This guy had managed to do it, so he felt like he hadn't made quite the impressive and shocking entrance, and it was time he made it right.

With that thought on his mind, he disappeared from the place where he was standing and reappeared 2 steps behind the last one of the team.

Not everyone was able to see his moves, they were only able to look at him disappear and then reappear, as those 6 guys' heads rolled on the ground, and their bodies fell down bleeding.

Even the commander or the one to pretend to be the commander was shocked by the view, and what had happened in front of him.

Eric seemed young, like really young. He looked like he was even younger than 18 years old, and yet he had shown such speed, cruelty, and strength.

This was the moment that the acting commander finally took the scene in front of him seriously, as he looked with a piercing eye towards the fully black-suited young man in front of him, and asked,

"Which organization do you belong to? How did you learn about that thing being here!?"

Now it was Eric's time to get surprised, as he didn't expect to stumble upon something like this in such a place.

The truth was that he was here just to kill a few hundred people, in order to earn himself some good SP and Exp points, as he had no idea what this guy was talking about.

But he certainly couldn't say this to the guy in front of him, and it would be even more impossible for him to believe his words.

The truth was that Eric had no idea what this guy was talking about, but he was surely curious right now, what could it be?

It was clearly something precious as otherwise, the commander's face wouldn't change that easily, but what could it be, he had no idea whatsoever.

Suddenly this whole thing just took another twist that he hadn't expected, and he couldn't say that he wasn't happy with it.

Two were the main reasons for it, he still could accomplish his primary goal, and kill everyone in there to get the points he so much needed.

Secondly, he was getting an extra gift while doing a normal day's job, and he didn't feel the presence of any stronger person in the area.

But this also changed his plans a bit, because if the gift was too precious there was no way these guys hadn't asked for reinforcements, and help.

Since he couldn't feel any stronger presence in the area, then most certainly help was on the way, so he couldn't tarry this thing anymore.

Thinking up to here, he decided to forget about the commander and his curiosity on him, and fully concentrate on eradicating these guys.

Deciding this, he suddenly jumped forward and started running towards the closest group of mercenaries, who immediately started shooting at him due to startle.

The firings woke up the rest of them from their stupor too, as the commander immediately jumped forward to meet Eric's attack.

He didn't know why the young man had decided to suddenly attack them like that, but he certainly knew that he was the only one who could hold him back, as the others shot him dead.

He would be on the firing range too, but he had clear confidence that he could avoid those bullets, and furthermore, his people were all trained shooters.

So, he confidently concentrated on blocking Eric's attack.

But before he could even see what happened, he felt like his neck was met with something cold and sharp, and the next moment he saw the world spinning.

He had died, his head was cut off from his body, and he had died, as the next moment his body was used as a shield from Eric to block a few of the bullets coming his way.

As he reached the closest group and started appearing and disappearing amidst them, but with each movement, a few more heads would roll on the ground.

Eric had thought that once he killed the commander, the mercenaries would get confused, and sloppy, but the opposite happened, they became even more aggressive.

Before he had finished dealing with the guys he was fighting, he saw another team of fighters approach him, but these guys were clearly different.

Each of them was wearing nothing but normal clothes, and C4 around their waist. At this moment he was reminded of those damn kamikaze attacks.

These idiots were human bombs, crazy motherfu*ckers who were ready to explode themselves to pieces, only to take other people down with them.

They didn't come directly for him, they just started running around him forming some kind of a circle around him, and then approaching slowly.

But that wasn't all, as those guys were approaching him slowly, covering all his escape routes, he felt a greater danger upon himself.

Even though he needed to concentrate on the fight in front of him, he still managed to take a glimpse at the threat only to see 10 RPGs ready to fire at him.

Whoever was orchestrating this, it was clear that he had thought of all the possible scenarios, and had prepared accordingly.

The plan was so well executed, that he felt like this was truly his end. There was no way of escape for him, no matter what he did at this point he would die at that damn explosion.

As the next instant fireworks were lit all around him…