Leveling Up With My Legendary System

Chapter Seven

Elsewhere in Megalos..

The air distorted and a disc-like shape formed until it created a gateway enabling Dylan to walk through his steps carried a different aura.

His footsteps cried out with unexplainable power.

"Finally I'm back to Megalos," Dylan uttered out of mental satisfaction.

The bluish holographic screen was projected to the hearing of Dylan as the seemingly faint female AI voice sang in his ears.

{System's Host Has Been Promoted to Dominator II}

{Profile Tab}

{Name: Dylan David}

{Titles: Dominating Protege}

{Rank: Dominator II}

{Progress:96/250}

{Skills: Raging Fists, Dynamic Strike, Whirlpool of Destruction, Tornado Strike}

{Techniques: Solar Strike, Raging Dragon}

{Inventory: One Hundred and fifty Million MegaCreds, 10x Lightening Spear, 7x Power Shield, Dominic's Sword, 20x Invisible Cloak, 7x Orbital Strike, 15x Carbuncle Bags, 3x Gold bags, 12x Portal Watch, 7x Nitro Wings, 1x Adventurer's Clothing}

{All rewards have been successfully transferred to the System Host's Inventory. You can access these rewards any time}

Dylan was amazed by assessing his inventory and his profile amazed him. This wasn't actually the end but the beginning of a journey.

'Although, I've attained all these rewards I hunger for something much greater than this. I want to exact wickedness upon all who have made me suffer.' Dylan said inwardly as he had flashbacks of the terrorists who'd taken his life at first before he was revived.

Dylan looked at the borderlands of Megalos there were several trees in the region and golden brown grasses.

Border Patrol guards were driving around in futuristic vehicles some hovered and others were parked.

"I employ the use of the Adventurer's Clothing," Dylan said instructing the System.

It didn't take long before his ragged and torn clothing was now transformed into beautiful adventurer's clothing with a bag full of supplies.

"I have to embark on a journey of not just self-discovery but to find others who have been hurt by this system of wickedness," Dylan said as he walked briskly leaving Megalos borders.

Dylan had no fear anymore within him. It was only an aim that seemed as clear as crystal to him and this aim was to find out all those who were oppressed and bring a revolution so dangerous it would challenge the status quo.

"My mission is to find others who have struggled as I have and find peace through revolution. I will bring this world's system to dust and raise an empire that doesn't oppress but appraise." Dylan said as he dipped his hands into the void and brought out a portal watch.

The watch attached to his right wrist and the kg emitted a blue glow with seconds counting on the highly futuristic watch.

Dylan tapped the watch twice and the air squeezed only for a gateway to appear in the area. The portal was shaped like a door and it gave off a bright blue hue as Dylan walked into the portal and it closed up like rolling a scroll.

....

Ryan was now sitting on the couch thinking about the earlier happenings of the morning, He'd decided to investigate the Ultra Strike Force and he seemed not to get a lead.

"System please help me locate the Ultra Strike Force Headquarters here in Megalos Central. I need to check a few things." Ryan said in a soft tone.

{System locating Ultra Strike Force Headquarters in Megalos Central!}

{Located!}

{13, Mexin Road, South Megalos Central}

{It's located atleast by time forty minutes away from your location.}

Ryan gave a simple nod as he arose from his rested position and donned a checkered shirt and black trousers with stylish black sandals.

Ryan heaved a sigh as he felt a surge of energy one that felt like an adventure was about to occur.

"Time to check this out," Ryan said as he exited his apartment and locked the door.

Ryan walked towards the elevator and entered as it took him downstairs.

He exited the apartment building headed to the road and waved a vehicle down and the vehicle halted.

"Hello mate. Where are you headed?" The driver inquired.

Ryan assessed the vehicle, which was a black saloon car called Endurance.

It was an older model that was produced five years ago.

"I'm headed to 13, Mexin Road, South Megalos Central. I have an appointment there." Ryan said trying to paint a picture for the taxi driver.

"I'm heading there immediately. You can come in." The driver said.

"I hope we won't waste too much time on the road. I hear that South Megalos Central can be very very busy in a sense because of the industrial activity that's ongoing in that part of the city." Ryan explained having a thorough knowledge of a city he'd lived in for most of his life.

"It'll take a while before we get there depending on the volume of traffic. I'm headed there and I think the roads will be clear besides the government has been building new access roads to the area." The driver responded.

Ryan opened the car's door and entered shutting the door as the vehicle's engines revved and it drove down the road.

Ryan scrolled through his phone and looked through his contacts and saw that his contacts weren't as many as he thought.

"Perhaps I need to make more friends," Ryan muttered as he scrolled through his smartphone.

'I do need a new place to live and a mode of transportation especially with all this money that I've gotten quite recently.' Ryan said inwardly as he thought about the apartment building he'd lived in.

Ryan spent the next thirty-five minutes reading up on news articles on his phone detailing how the invasion occurred, and he saw the pictures of the Ravagers.

'These monsters are actually very fierce and these really seem like major threats. ' Ryan thought as he'd read several articles regarding the invasion that occurred.

"I have a lot to learn," Ryan said as the vehicle came to a halt.

He paid his fare of fifty MegaCreds to the driver but generously added a tip of a hundred MegaCreds.

As he was about to walk away from the vehicle he heard the driver's voice.

"Hello....Sir... Sir." The driver called out from inside the vehicle.

"Yeah. Did I forget something?" Ryan asked as he walked back a few paces to the vehicle.

"Not about that you have me a hundred and fifty MegaCreds instead of fifty MegaCreds Sir." The driver said it out of sincerity.

"No there's no mistake actually I just wanted to tip you. Thanks it's been a while since I've been in this part of the city I really loved your mature pattern of driving." Ryan responded to the driver.

"I'm grateful to you Sir. You're a very good person and it's good to have people like you still walking the face of the Earth." The driver replied as he drove off into the highway.

Ryan walked towards a large building that he saw with the logo of a sword on the back of the shield. Then the abbreviation USF (Ultra Strike Force) he hoped to get a lot more information about what had occurred while he was in a coma.

Ryan walked briskly towards the building and he was stopped by the security guards.

"Sir stop right there!" The guard hollered while holding a laser rifle.

Ryan halted and he looked at the guard while another guard arrived at the place trying to understand what was going on.

"State your business here Mr Man!" The guard said in a loud tone.

"I'm here for information on the Ultra Strike Force so that I can just get access to some important information," Ryan said stating his business in front of the officer.

There was a prolonged silence and this silence continued for several minutes until the guard looked at Ryan.

"You're free to go in Sir." The guard responded this time in a much softer tone.

Ryan walked into the building there were several armed security guards patrolling the perimeter of the nation's top guild of experienced men and women fighting the new threat facing the human race.

"Wow, this is actually very interesting." He uttered as his eyes scanned the building.

He approached the door and held the handle and turned it as the cool breeze of the air conditioner filled the large reception.

The smell in the hall was strongly scented vanilla and rose flowers and the lights were dimly lit but as soon as he stepped in they brightened.

He approached a young man sitting at the back of a monitor handling some serious work at the reception.

"Good morning Sir. I'm here to get some information about the USF." Ryan said to the young man.

The young man lifted his gaze from the monitor and looked at him with an expressionless look written all over his face.

"Please sit down you'll be attended to by a member of our staff." The receptionist responded.

"By the way are you interested in joining the Strike Force?" The receptionist threw the question at him.

"Hmmm. I just want to get some information first." Ryan responded and then he felt a tap on his shoulder.

"Hello friend!" A familiar voice was uttered drawing his attention.