HP: A Sociopath Gamer In Magic World [ Chapter 131: Faction! ] (Patreon)

Factory:-

Taking a seat in my leather chair I opened my territory menu.

[Faction: 13 Ravens

Number of members: 5

Buildings: 1 Base, 28 Gas Stations, 3 Convenience Stores, 8 Pharmacy, 20 Clothing Store, 12 Restaurants, 8 Grocery Store, Church, 40 minor bases, 1 Potions Shop.

Facilities: Potion Factory, Artifact Enchanter

Financial Balance: 45,023,302

Military Strength: 78 Metal Dolls, 18 Mannequin Dolls, 40 Snatch Bears, 200 Metal Spiders

Features: 

Mana Production: 300 MP per minute.

Mana Storage: 5,000/5,000 MP ]

Tonight, I would make my presence known to the world.

[Strategy Mode Initiated.]

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"Dad, Mary and I skipped rope today and I even reached 100!"

"That's amazing darling. Honey can you pass the salt," a large man with a huge handlebar mustache asked as he dug into the large stake. Around him were two identical looking children around the age of nine eagerly telling him what they had done that day.

A modestly dressed woman passed him the salt and opened to say something before the doorbell rang.

Ding-Dong!

The man glanced up to see the maid already going to the entrance.

"Who is it?" he asked when he heard the door open.

When he didn't receive an answer, he used a napkin to wipe his mouth and began to stand up before being stopped by the sudden entrance of a strange man wearing a crow mask dressed in black leather.

Immediately he was on guard when he saw the man flanked by three more identically dressed men. He wasn't the only one as the two girls screamed in fright and ducked under the table. Even the woman had a startled expression as she slowly inched closer to her husband.

Seeing his family's reaction, the man was justifiably livid. Clenching his fist, he hollered, "Who are you!? What are you doing in my home!?"

'Where the hell is the security?' he absently thought, internally cursing himself for leaving his gun in his study.

The bird masked men said nothing adding to their eeriness.

Still the man didn't take his eyes from them as he grabbed his steak knife firmly in one hand.

The lights suddenly flickered, momentarily plunging the room into darkness.

When they came back on the men had disappeared almost as if they had never been there in the first place.

However, the reason for that became clear as they appeared on either side of him.

His wife shrieked at their sudden appearance and caused his instincts to flare up, plunging the knife into the stomach of the nearest one.

The reaction he got was not what he expected as the mysterious intruder didn't show any indication that he had been injured at all.

The last thing he saw was the crow masked man reaching a leather clad hand toward him.

He wasn't the only person getting unexpected visits as similar events were happening all over London.

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"What's taking them so bloody long?!"

A man yelled honking his car horn at the heavy traffic.

"Was there some type of accident?"

He was so angry he didn't notice as he was boxed in by four identical black vans.

The two van to either side of him suddenly burst into action as two nondescriptive people jumped out of the car.

The one on his right side threw a handful of black powder at his face through the open car window, instantly knocking him out before he could even let out a shout of alarm.

The van door opened and while one of the two kidnappers pushed the man inside, the other got into the now unoccupied driver's seat.

The previously heavy traffic disappeared in an instant.

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A hotel door was kicked in as two masked men carrying guns burst into the room, causing the two occupants to shout in surprise.

On the bed, a man and a woman hurriedly tried to cover themselves with the bed sheets.

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The shipping dock was strangely quiet as the lack of moonlight added to the eerie atmosphere.

Those out patrolling couldn't help but feel a shiver run down their spine, as a thin fog seemed to be coming in from the water's edge.

"What was that?!" a young man said in alarm as he shown his flashlight on an empty shipping container.

His partner approached him, "What, you see something?"

"I think I saw something scurry by?"

"Ah, it's probably just a rat or something. Stop being a pansy," the older man scolded.

"Y-yeah. It was probably just a rat."

The two didn't notice the dozens of reflective eyes looking at them from the top of the containers.

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Factory:-

[London Docks successfully under control.]

[The Ruling Force of West London, Bulldogs, has surrendered.]

[You obtained 79,388 Experience Points for your victory.]

[You acquire Loot.]

I dismissed the string of notifications as I saw my territory rapidly expand on the map.

While I could have done things more peacefully by talking things out or even offering deals, that would have defeated the point I was trying to make. I didn't want them to get the wrong impression and think they were my equals. If they didn't want to be erased from the face of this world than they better learn to obey without question.

With 60% of London already under my control I figured it was time to strike the next place.

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Scotland:-

Jinx and Hermes stood just outside of the ward's range, staring at the large manor sitting a distance away.

The hell spirit licked her lips, her eyes penetrating the house's exterior to see all the inhabitants inside.

Hermes looked equally as excited, ready to add the Kingsberry's family fortune to his growing collection of priceless artifacts.

A voice suddenly appeared in their head, "Begin the operation."

That was all the two spirits needed to hear as they passed through the wards with ease.

From a distance one could see as the light in the manor were snuffed out one by one before blood curdling screams could be heard.