'What are the odds of this?' Harry smiled as he was looking through the window. Inside there were four Fallen, one more than he expected. Then again one could have been left behind to guard the base. While the other three went out hunting.
Three of those Fallen were female and they were probably one of the most recognizable fallen in the series, just because they were named and were so pathetic even in death.
Raynare, Mittelt and Kalawarna.
The three low Class Fallen with an overinflated ego and one man. 'Hmm, he isn't the fedora wearing one from the show. Well obviously, that guy was Low-Class this one has his two pairs of wings out in open view.
Most likely to also inflate his ego, since the three women were lower ranked than him. What kind of moron keeps his wings out, inside a building with no enemies in sight? And what is up with the outfit Raynare is wearing. It looks even worse than in the Original.
It screams 'I got serious issues and am desperate for attention', at this point just walk around naked, then you will just be a crazy nudist instead of this failed attempt at a dominatrix'
Harry stopped his musing when he heard the leader start talking "We have two more targets in this area before we can leave"
"Too bad, the targets here are easy" Mittelt said with her arms crossed making Raynare scoff
"Of course you would think that weakling, you prefer the easy targets"
Mittlet glared at her "That's because I have a brain, right now we need more missions on our record. Who cares if they are strong or not."
"While fighting stronger opponents does excite me, I have to agree with Mittlet. We need better records so that we get more merit. Without enough merit it will be hard to reach Mid-Class" Kalawarna nodded to the blond girl
"While you can reach Mid-Class on your own, using merit points in exchange for a Higher up stimulating your Light energy with their own is much easier." the leader agreed, after all that's how he got to Mid-Class.
By training and Light Stimulation, he managed to break through. Now he leads his own team. His current goal was to gather more merit points and train in the meantime to reach Peak Mid-Class.
"But it's strange that so many sacred gear's are gathered in this place. All of them are close to awakening and some were even awakened. "
Harry who was outside listening in couldn't help but agree. Sacred Gear users are rare. Absurdly rare. You are lucky to find one after searching through five towns. Cities have a bigger chance of having them due to the higher population, but even then most go unawakened their whole life.
' And its even weirder that most of the people they killed are marines. It's too much of a coincidence. Sacred Gear distribution is random, you could say it's Fate. But the problem is quite a few people are capable of messing with Fate in this world.
I'm almost tempted to let these guy's leave just to see what will happen to them now that they have messed up someone's plans. But no, I need some more Fallen materials and I never gave a fuck about preserving the timeline anyway so I don't care'
It was time, Harry gathered enough information. But now he purposefully lowered his power to match the leaders. Harry was currently at the beginning of High-Class. But that's only if the power is concentrated into one clone. And usually all of that power is split up only when a clone/fragment goes into combat does all the power go to one of them.
Harry decided that he needs more battle experience. And he won't be in much danger when facing these guys. Worst case he can run away since there are no wards in the area.
~
Harry sneaked in while still keeping the Invisibility Cloak active. Only the leader noticed something was wrong. He didn't sense anything, but he had a gut feeling that something was out of place.
He stood up and made a Light Spear "Prepare yourselves" he yelled out to the others
'Sharp instincts' Harry mused, he didn't let the others get prepared. With a single Bakudo Spell, the three women were instantly trapped
"What is this!" "Release me!" "My Dress!"
The leader almost smacked the Mittlet out of instinct. What kind of moron is worried about clothes in a situation like this. He turned to the figure that materialized right near the entrance of the church.
There was some sort of spear in his hands.
"I'll keep him busy, free yourselves" the leader yelled out as he charged at Harry with his spear. 'Mind Takeover!'
Harry felt something brush against his mental defenses. The Fallen tried to take over Harry's mind. When Harry sensed this he was stunned, not by the magic, but by the sheer stupidity.
Mind Magic? Against HIM?
'Is he suicidal? Or can he not sense the level of mental protections I have, then he might not be as skilled as he thinks' Harry just let the man access his mind. If it was anybody stronger he would actively try to keep him from his mind.
But this guy? Well let him be the first one to experience Aincrad's defense.
Harry lowered his defense on purpose as he watched the leader still charging at him, one moment he was about to strike with his spear, the next he was on the ground screaming his lungs off without Harry doing anything.
~ Moments ago in the Statue of God Room (Solo Leveling)
The leader found himself in a big, dark, circular room containing numerous stone statues. Eight were holding weapons and another eight were holding instruments.
On the opposite side of the stone doors there was a massive statue of some God.
'What is this? Is this his mind?' The leader looked around. Trying to find any way to escape. 'If this really is a mind trap, going towards the door would be a waste of time, that part is likely to be the most defended.'
On the side he saw a giant tablet. There were words written there.
[ Worship the Lord, Praise the Lord, and Prove Your Faith.
Those that do not follow these Laws will not leave alive.]
'Is this a joke!'
The leader was instantly enraged. Considering he was a Fallen Angel this was probably the biggest insult to him. All fallen have a antagonistic opinion about God, their father and creator. The words on this tablet might as well have been a smack in the face.
"This boy demands that I worship, praise god and to prove my faith! I'll kill him!" the fallen growled as a Light Spear formed in his hand and glowed brightly showing his animosity as he glared at the statue of god.
Krrrrrr
What happened next made the leader freeze in place. The expression on the statue changed, it grinned showing all of its teeth and the eyes looked at him with amusement.
Shhhhh
A beam of light came out of its eyes and went right for him. He managed to dodge, but his right arm and wing were literally disintegrated.
"AHHHHHHH!" the fallen leader screamed out in pain. As he screamed the statues with the weapons slowly became active, they raised their weapons and moved towards him. The god statue kept watching with an amused expression, enjoying his pain.
The next few moments were pure brutality. He tried to run and dodge, he tried to fight back. But he was just a mental attack, even if he was infused with a bit of soul from the original, he held no power in Harry's mind. He was torn apart, limb by limb.
~
Harry watched inside his mind and in the real world as the man screamed in pain 'This is just sad...'
Harry just sighed as he tied up the leader as well and sealed his magic. 'The one time I decide to test myself I barely had to lift a finger to win. To be fair against most people his trick would work, a part of his mind would take over the opponent's body while his real body deals a fatal blow.
Even if they break the mind spell and dodge, they would still be injured. It's probably his most used method and he was quite good at it. This dude is seriously unlucky to meet me.'
Harry knocked all of them out and teleported them to one of his hidden bases. His men there will put them in their cells, when he is ready he will go and start testing things on them.
'Well now that the job is done
~ Magician Association
Once again a secret meeting began. But this time it was without the Russell Family, they specifically excluded him from this one. The four leaders of the Syndicate were sitting down enjoying a meal on a round table.
It should be fairly obvious why there were only four of them, this meeting was about Gato. He had taken way too many losses, though they were not without blame either. They promised Oliver they would also send out their High Class magicians. But they never did, and they are glad they waited for Oliver to make the first move. (ch 95)
"Well I believe we made the right call in 'being late' to send out our people" Arthur Brooks smiled as he lit up his cuban cigar (3rd Kira)
"That's an understatement, we could have had serious losses Who would have thought a little boy could be so ruthless. This world never ceases to surprise me" Thomas Prest shook his head in disbelief (YuYu Sayako)
"Ruthless?" Edward Connolly chuckled in a dark tone "The boy put a hit on Gato's whole syndicate. Millions spent just to thin out the numbers and the boy did it without blinking an eye. His pockets are much deeper than we thought." (Kira Jojo)
"Money is one thing, power is another." Neville Townsend frowned "Defeating one High Class can be accounted to luck. But taking out two? That along with all of the Officers and Soldiers, none were left alive. It's clear that the boy is a High Class or has a High Class working for him, but I'm pretty sure its the former" (Blacklist)
Brooks let out a cloud of smoke "I agree, if he had a High Class he would have ordered him to defend the stores when they were first attacked. It would be an excellent deterrent to stop Oliver's people but the boy didn't do so."
Thomas finished his Foie gras and wiped his mouth with a napkin "That means at the young age of twelve the boy is already a High Class, quite the achievement"
"He is definitely a threat" Townsend said in a complicated tone.
He and Connolly held almost a monopoly on magical plants in Britain. Acquiring the pots would have been a huge boon for them, increasing their profits several times over. It was supposed to be simple, force the boy to give up the production method. But that obviously turned out to be a disaster.
Both of them were somewhat lucky that Gato had taken all the losses.
"Maybe we are looking at this the wrong way." Prest smiled " This might be an opportunity, send a message out to the boy. Perhaps he would be a better partner than Oliver"
Prest was the youngest of the five. He was much more 'flexible' when it came to making decisions compared to the others who were a bit more old school
"Invite a Wizard into our ranks?" Connolly looked at him in shock, like the man grew a second head.
Prest shrugged his shoulders "If it makes us more money and increases our influence then why not? Besides I think its more than fair to assume that he isn't just a wizard. He couldn't have handled Gato so well without Magecraft. That makes him a Mage, wielding both types of magic."
Brooks looked like he was actually considering the suggestion. Edward Connolly and Neville Townsend who had connections to the wizarding world weren't happy, but they understood this was a better plan overall. Even if they were loosing out on a lot of profit.
They both looked at each other, their minds were on the same wave length ' ' Some profits are better than no profits at all' 'both giving each other a subtle nod, it was just a few millimeters not enough to even be counted as a nod, but they got the message across.
" Looks like there is no other choice" Townsend said in a fake sad tone
"Yes a true tragedy" Connolly continued " Gato, ehem, Russle will be missed"
All of them had a cruel smile on their faces as they raised their glasses
""""To new opportunities""""
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