Reborn on a Systemless Earth... With a System: Vol. 1 (Reverse Isekai LitRPG) by B. A. Baker

Author:B. A. Baker [Baker, B. A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-06-17T16:00:00+00:00

Kaio Blast: Rank 3. Doubles combat stats for 2 minutes. Cost: 500 LP.

Inventory Slot: Rank 4. Store an item here to retrieve for future use. Current item: Satchel (Size: Extra Large).

Inventory Slot: Rank 4. Store an item here to retrieve for future use. Current item: (Empty)

Inventory Slot: Rank 4. Store an item here to retrieve for future use. Current item: Bow and arrow.

Transmigrated Spirit: Rank 3. Summon an otherworldly spirit to assist for five minutes. Cost: 444 LP.

There are quite a few cards I could use but most of them aren’t going to help in an immediate danger situation. There’s only one or two options that will work at all

Yep, this is going to be a pretty easy choice.

[Kaio Blast]!

[-500 LP].

[5,053/15,000 LP].

A red aura emerges around my body. My hair begins waving around in the air as if a strong gust were blowing through.

“Stop harassing me and my friends!” I shout.

In an instant, I’m already in close quarters to the mobsters. They can’t shoot their guns without hitting each other. And they’re too panicked to fight back at first. And that’s my opportunity to strike.

One punch and I send three of them flying. I sweep my foot across the ground and trip another.

I am completely surrounded by mobsters.

At every angle I turn, there are more men around me than I can possibly keep away from me. Some point guns at me, other raise fists or blunt weapons.

It’s too bad they didn’t bring more men.

I begin a flurry of attacks.

A punch here, a kick there. A jab against him, a knee into her stomach. I’m not really paying attention to what’s going on anymore. I don’t need to.

My instinct has become super. Nay, ultra. My ultra instinct has taken over and is doing all of the fighting for me.

I direct my attention to Francis and Delta. They stand on the sidelines watching me do battle. They look on in horror as my body snaps the wrist of a man reaching for his knife, and then as my body throws that knife into the knee of another.

They do not respect me. They do not cheer me on.

They are just like the audience at the fight club. My power is so great that it flat-out scares them.

And that fact scares me.

I toss a mob woman so far she lands in a tree by the sidewalk and has to hang on for dear life. She screams out.

“Hang in there!” I shout. Or rather, the part of me in control of my own actions is. The rest of me is still fighting.

There’s only a few mobsters still standing. Two of them run away the moment I glance at them. Another fires a bullet at me. It whizzes past my head. He pulls the trigger again... but the gun only clicks. He has no more bullets.

I step over an unconscious person on the ground and walk up to the man, still holding the empty gun pointed at me. I slap it away. He stammers something in Farsi.

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