Anna POV
I was in the city as everyone was getting use to the system as it's been 6 months.
I was the Number One Ranked Player in the world currently as I conquered the most dungeons and completed the Bingo all the way making me master of the Earth, the Gods were just on my property.
Most players are flaunting there powers but then I see some thugs messing with a kid.
Thug: Is that all you got, you are weak aren't you?
Him and his friends are laughing as I gritted my teeth to thrown rock hitting the back of his head hard.
Thug? What the? Who did that!?
He and the others turned ti look at me.
Anna: You must have good skills to bully others than.
Thugs: Go get her!?
They came to launch spells at me as the three are magicians huh?
I swatted the attacks away shocking the magicians as I punched wind pressure at them knocking them away.
Anna: Is this all cause if it is then you shouldn't be bragging to anyone with how strong these guys are.
Thug: I'll do it myself, let's see how she does with my swordsmanship.
He pulled out his katana as I summoned a small knife.
Thug: What's that going to do?
Anna: It's the only thing I'll need when dealing with you really so let's go.
He gritted his teeth to launch swords slashes at me as I dodged two but the others I deflected with the knife.
The guy came in for a sword strike as I blocked to clash with him as I kicked him away to unleash sword slashes at him as he barely deflected any of them really.
Thug: How is she this strong.
Anna: Cause I'm not weak like the rest of you.
I unleashed more as they hit him as he coughed up blood.
Anna: Night loser.
He fell on the ground as I smiled to help the kid up to walk off as the kid thought he saw a hero which I smile to which was nice.
I teleported to the top of the bases top floor as I look out as I got text as I got a date as I teleported to a player of the Pale Church, her name was Pitchcork, her class is conductor of magical seals.
I was wearing a black dress and black heels as I was at a restaurant to see the beautiful woman with red auburn hair.
Anna: Sorry I'm late.
Pitchwork: Your fine.