Battle Harem of the Heavenly Sword

Probably because of Starfall's long history of system users for years, the devoted always fought in an orthodox manner. While scoundrels or assassins do in fact use unconventional fighting styles, they were often lacking stats-wise. Powerful doms were a minority, not many would willingly choose to risk their lives every day not when they have subs to do their bidding.

Starfall's lack of meaningful encounters turned caused them to lose their prowess. If they started out sharp as swords, the overwhelming power from being with Rhyne, caused them to stagnate. The years of simplistic warfare dulled their instincts and prevented them from being able to adapt quickly. Their dependence on stats and skills made them unable to fight people like Hiro.

This entire series of exchanges proved one thing. The transmigrator was a fucking lunatic. He did not follow any semblance of a battle doctrine and did whatever the fuck he wanted. From abandoning his weapon, suddenly using his knees despite being a swordsman or even fighting with stolen weapons.

His manner of combat showed how dirty one could get. The stolen blade went through the neck of the third mage without much of a fuss. But Hiro was not yet done, the man got off his sword and leapt towards the wire user with his weapon in a downward chop. The transmigrator's action caused the devoted to be sure Hiro intended to attack him.

The wire user then quickly made several hand gestures in front of his chest like he was playing cat's cradle. Unknown to Hiro thousands of deadly sharp wires formed an invisible net that blocked his path towards the devoted.

At his speed, he would surely get torn to shreds upon forcing his body through the jungle of thread weapons. Despite there being no warning, Hiro suddenly somersaulted and kicked against the air away from his target.

"Wha..? Shit! I forgot about [Spirit Sense]! How in the world did a low-ranked user get such useful skills?!"

The wire user guessed correctly. Luckily, Hiro had the sense to invoke both [Spirit Sense] and [Mana Armor] before he attacked Starfall. Even though it would shorten the time for [Overdrive] the high number of enemies caused him to err on the side of caution.

When Hiro's vision turned red, his skill highlighted a large number of wires in an overlapping maze of death. 'What the actual fuck! How is this shit even possible? Where are these fucking wires even hanging from? How did he even get them there?! This isn't like fucking manga!'

Hiro quickly studied the wires and found that the wire user was using invisible footholds made from pure spirit power. The footholds littered the entire battlefield and allowed the wire user to create three-dimensional maneuvers for his wires.

By simply adjusting the shape, height, and dimensions of the footholds, the wire would be able to guide the wires like his limbs. The application of the footholds and steel thread allowed the devoted to create a unique battle style that could bind, trap and restrict his opponents. The transmigrator suddenly had an epiphany.

'They always said that unlike Aura, Mana and Spirit are always around us. I can't spare the spirit but can I create footholds from mana as well? I saw both Vanessa and Jade creating objects made out of MP and SP away from their bodies. Maybe I can try thinking it or something?'

Unable to stop his chopping motion, the transmigrator decided to test out his theory. Hiro imagined the soul of his boot in mana. Luckily despite the acid from earlier, his feet were elevated when he got skill locked, thus while his pants got covered in holes, his boots were in good shape.

The transmigrator felt like he flexed a body part below his feet, like an imaginary muscle he never knew he had. He then felt the energy cover his entire sole for one MP.

'I can't believe that worked. It's like flexing the muscles on your back, it's there but you hardly notice you have it unless you intentionally try to move it. Well, everyone will come to his rescue anyway. I will try to wear them all out further. I still have 60 seconds left in bullet time.'

Hiro then crunched his body like he was doing a sit-up and extended his feet after somersaulting to hit the wire with the boot covered in mana. The transmigrator felt his foot stepping on the wire one second before the mana broke under the strain.

He felt a slight pain somewhere on his body which felt imaginary. Luckily due to vaulting the moment his boot landed on the wire he successfully changed his direction.

"WHAT THE FUCK?! HOW DOES HE KNOW [SKY TRAVERSAL]!"

"He shouldn't have that skill right? Did he only learn it just now?"

"How the hell is that even possible? Just shut up and keep shooting him!"

The peanut gallery was starting to show signs of stress as they started to fall apart. Being in tense situations usually allowed one to focus, but the unfortunate side effect came in the form of a simplistic thought process.

Hiro still learned something from this though. The devoted knew what skills he had, which made sense as to catch a rabbit you need to know how it acted.

'How did they even know what my skills are? Isn't Artorius the only one with such a skill? The last time I saw him was only a day before we left. Did he share all my skills from that brief encounter? Well, fuck you 3000 you ikemen bastard!'

Hiro noticed he heading towards nowhere fast due to his reposition without a specific target in mind. This was the secret behind Hiro's unpredictability, even he himself didn't know what he planned to do either.

Even if Starfall had a mind reader it would be useless. The transmigrator's current plan consisted of three vague parts. 1. Do not stop moving. 2. Reduce their numbers ASAP. 3. Learn as much as possible for [Familiarity Index].

Since the start of the battle, the indexes for all his opponents in bullet time were rising steadily. Unfortunately due to killing two of them their indexes stopped at 60. As the Index worked on average, the attack bonus didn't grow as much as he wanted it to.

Hiro then again flexed his imaginary mana muscle and envisioned a rotating merry-go-round in mid-air. His purpose flowed along the lines of being able to turn around quickly using its centrifugal force.

Unsure if it would work, Hiro then felt the drain of 75 mana, due to now having over 800 MP, he still had reserved even after such a large wasteful use of mana. A children's merry-go-round appeared in front of him like a rotating inverted cupcake.

It could not be easily seen by others unless they focused. Similar to how Hiro only saw the footholds when he followed the suspended wires. The transmigrator grabbed one end and suddenly turned around in mid-air towards the devoted.

"FUCK THIS SHIT! [SKY TRAVERSAL] does not grant instantaneous turning like that."

"Will you stop with the fucking commentary? No one gives a shit! He is headed for Frank! Oy guard him!"

Hiro licked his lips as he said "Yeah… I can fly… Try to stop me now you fuckers…"