Chapter 58: Divine Body Reconstruction
"A C rank against a D rank?" Bora asked before shaking his head but just as he was about to reject the demand, his son got to his feet.
"Right, if a D rank awakened can beat a C rank, the guys will respect him even more. If he can do it, then it’ll work great." Yulan said as he looked at his father.
He barely waited for an answer before looking away and pressing a button that was attached to the side of the table.
A loud siren pierced the party hall and everyone turned to look in their direction.
"Everyone!" Yulan yelled, "Today, we have a new pup amongst us and he wishes to join our gang! So you know what that means, boys!! It’s time to pick up your weapons and roar! Cheer for our new pup, let us watch as it dies under us or becomes one of us!"
"Cringe ass motherfucker...." Amon shook his head slightly as he watched the dance platform getting emptied. A thick metal cage came down from the roof and fit perfectly around the stage.
It now looked like a cage for a death match instead of a dance stage.
"You guys got some cool shit here, you know? Bring out the C ranks." Amon said as he stretched his neck to the left and right, "Oh right, can I pick or is it random?"
"Usually we allow anyone to challenge the new pups but since you’re going against a C rank, you can do the picking." Bora said as he too got up from the couch and walked forward, looking pretty interested in the current events.
He gave a sideways glance to Amon, "Don’t die there."
"I’ll try not to kill your guys." Amon responded as he walked to the cage as the butler opened the small door. He crouched a little before going in.
Yulan gave Amon a slight nod before looking around and motioning something to the DJ, making the guy throw his mic towards Yulan.
"Okay everyone, silence." he said as he brought the mic to his mouth, "Today, we will be doing things a little differently. This little pup wishes to fight a rank above him. He’s a D ranker and wishes to go against a C ranker, not even a D plus. So we thought of giving him a small bravery bonus of having the advantage of choosing his opponent. All the C rankers in this room, please get into the cage."
The room roared with laughter but there was a distinct change in the way they looked at Amon now. He wasn’t just a masked idiot in their eyes, not anymore. To some, he was a reckless dog who couldn’t tell the difference between levels, to some he was just an ignorant kid and to few others, he was a brave guy who had the guts to fight against someone of a higher rank.
Amon watched as six C rankers got into the cage. Not C+, but C rankers only and Amon didn’t complain as even he did not know if he could take them on.
He inhaled slowly as he looked at his choices, "Hmm... are you guys going to fucking tell me about yourself or should I randomly pick one?"
"Marksman here." the one on the far left said and then pointed to the guy beside him, "He’s a marskman too and that one’s a marksman too."
"I’m a tank and my brother is a warrior." another guy that had a mohawk said as he patted a bald guy’s shoulder.
Amon nodded before looking at the last one.
"I have a rare class called Berserker."
Berserker was a class that was many times better than the warrior class but it was also a risky class. It relied more on lasting longer than others in a fight and the lower one’s health went, the stronger their attack becomes.
It was a class that rewarded risks.
"Oh a berserker!" Amon exclaimed as he walked towards the guy and patted his shoulder, "Let’s have a go at it, brother."
"Hahahaha, you really are reckless but I’m pretty reckless too." he said before looking at the other C ranks, "Make space."
Without saying a single word, the other five left the cage before the butler locked the small entrance.
"You can call me Muula. Boss Bora took me in when I was just a child." he introduced himself as he ripped his shirt off and tossed it to the side, "Let’s have a manly fight."
Amon watched him take off his shirt, "A manly fight..." he muttered and nodded, "Okay, we’ll have a manly fight."
Saying that, he brought his hand to his face and took off the mask, surprising everyone in the room, especially his brother and the girls.
He looked around, taking in the expression of everyone present before saying, "If someone leaks my identity, I’ll destroy this whole place. You might be stronger than me right now but I can escape and come back for revenge. Just saying. Let’s all be respectful and keep secrets. Like brothers."
""Like Brothers!!""
""We Protect Brothers!!""
Amon didn’t pay it any mind as he knew that a few will have a loose mouth.
’My job here will be finished in a few weeks so there’s no need to worry too much.’ he thought as he looked down at his shirt and shook his head, "This item gives me stats so I’ll keep it on."
"Ready?" he asked as he stretched his arms and did a few squats.
"Yes. Do not hesitate to give up. The longer the fight lasts, the stronger I become."
"Oh, you don’t have to worry about me." Amon said as he looked at his system screen and made up his mind.
[Name: Amon]
[Class: Mutant (D)]
[Level: 1]
Skills | Stats | Market | Quest
Coins: 268,500
Mind Points: 298
Stream Points: 670
[Stats]
Health Points: 1300
Mana Points: 1240
Vitality: 45+5 → 60+5
Defense: 45+5 → 60+5
Strength: 18 → 30
Agility: 27 → 30
Dexterity: 20 → 30
Mana: 112 + 12
Magic: 101 + 10
Unallocated Stat Points: 61 → 6
[Skills]
Steal | Stream | Shop (D+) | Mana Weaver (B+) | Lifesteal (SS) | Damage Reflection (SSS) | The Last Survivor (U) | Aura (B)
[Confirm the usage of Divine Body Reconstruction(SSS)?]