Cursing his mother, the young man kept glancing at the holographic screen that hovered half a meter in front of his face.
⌈—-◈Entity Details◈∙—-⌉
[Liam Wandel]
[Halfling]
[Rank: Circleless]
[Soultrait: Unawakened]
[Arcanium: 10]
———-◈Stats◈-———
[Vitality: (G-)]
[Strength: (G-)]
[Agility: (G-)]
[Stamina: (G-)]
[Arcane Power: (G-)]
[Will: (G-)]
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The man, Liam Wandel, had a body that could only be considered a piece of art. It was honed and sculped through years of grueling training and discipline.
However, that was hardly of any use considering the sorry state of his stats. His stats were at their worst possible and not even his Soultrait had awoken.
"They really cleansed my Soul, didn't they? My Soul feels different, and my strength was taken away as well…Only my memories and my appearance body are the same..." Liam mumbled.
Something changed but that may as well be related to the Arcane System and the surrounding environment. He had never before been to a place with so much greenery, and he had hardly seen rain in the past either.
Seeing Liam alive always made his mother scowl because she considered him a weakling. Liam was weaker than his siblings but that was only obvious.
They were born with tremendous strength, immeasurable intellect, or other traits that made them special, while Liam was just the runt of the litter; a crying human baby, vulnerable and ordinary.
He was thrown away the day he was born, disposed to the human world but to his misfortune, they didn't accept him either. His purple eyes and the black horn that jutted out of his forehead were proof enough that he was anything but a human.
They called him a monster, threw rocks at him, and tried to kill him nearly dozens of times. He would have died, if not for the few people who were just like him.
Surviving as a Halfling was never easy, especially not if your blood was not even supposed to exist, in the first place. However, it was not as if Liam was at fault for being born.
He fought for himself and became stronger, just to be dragged into the war between the two sides that had thrown him aside.
Liam had been forced to join the war even if he didn't support any of the two sides. Those who he supported loathed him and those he was fighting against wanted him dead either way.
That way, his mother always kept the Grim Reaper close to him turning every day of his life into a game of survival.
And he survived. No matter what was thrown at him, he always survived, even if those around him died miserably.
Intrigued by the strength he had gained, she threw him onto Haltan as a trial and a means of punishment for his war crimes.
'Everything she does is somehow a crime. Why did she even bother coming up with something like that?'
At the end of the day, she just wanted to see how Liam would fare in the conquest of Haltan once his powers were taken away.
"Mother, don't worry…I will complete your mission…and take your head afterward, you bitch!" Liam swore to himself, clenching his hands into fists before he was distracted as he heard a loud creaking noise from his right.
An old and musty smell welcomed him as the doors of the ominous tower opened, and Liam saw the beings residing on the ground floor of the underground tower for the first time.
"But before that, I will have to take care of this!"
He didn't have any weapons but that was something Liam could overcome.
He looked at his hands that yearned for some action while the muscles and veins on his hands bulged. His fingers seemed to elongate and grow further, turning into long, pitch-black claws.
'For you little bastards, I don't need my full power!' Liam thought, ignoring that he was a mere weakling. It didn't really matter.
In order to conquer Haltan and attain full control of the only Interjunction that connected all Nine Realms with each other, Liam would have to make up for his lacking strength with the means at his disposal.
It was necessary to strengthen the Arcane Power of Haltan, which was also the reason why the Arcane System had been created.
The 10 Arcanium everyone obtained was a small starting bonus given to everyone who received the system.
Unfortunately, 10 Arcanium was not enough for Liam.
"You guys are mere Lesser Demons…I don't need any help to tear you apart!" Liam told himself before he dashed forward.
He was only fighting Lesser Demons, but they were still more in number. His current position was not the best and his opponents were not to be taken lightly, either, no matter what he thought of said about them.
Their stats were likely to be a little bit higher than that of his and they were wielding steel weapons.
In comparison, Liam was dirt poor.
Fortunately, he possessed enough battle experience against both humans with unique Soultraits and all kinds of evil existences to fight the humanoid Shedim.
They were Lesser Demons with pale, mottled and burned flesh that was covered with black scales.
Long black claws adorned each hand and foot, and some of them had black rotten wings that couldn't be used properly as too many holes riddled the wings.
The Shedims in front of Liam weren't even able to wield their steel weapons properly because their long claws dug into their own palms.
The claws of the Shedim were not made to hold weapons…they themselves were weapons, albeit hideous ones!
'If you want to die, you guys could have just lowered your head in front of me, so that I can pierce your brains!' Liam's mouth was set into a thin line as he stared at the yellow glowing eyes and foul mouths that were filled with several rows of razor-sharp teeth.
He appeared in front of the closest Shedim and twisted his upper body all of a sudden evading the incoming spear thrust by a hair's breadth. His cloth was cut, but he was still unscathed.
The corners of his lips curled up at this moment, and his right claw shot upward nearly at the same time.
A moment later, the satisfying feeling of his claws into the flesh of his opponents overcame him.
His knife-like claw pierced the head of the Shedime before the exhilarating sound of breaking bones reached his ears.
A moment later, he reached the brain of the Shedim, and his eyes began to glow.
He twisted his claw and flung the Shedim back to its brethren once he was done mashing the brain of the poor bastard.
"This feels so much better than before!"
[Ordinary Shedim has been slayed]
[+1 Arcanium]
Liam ignored the notification that popped up in front of him as he followed the Shedim corpse he had hurled at the rest of its brethren. The corpse was used as a cover-up, which worked much better than Liam could have anticipated.
Two steel spears pierced into the body of the Shedim in mid-air while Liam appeared next to them. He was not sure why they were wielding steel weapons if they were not even capable enough to hold them properly.
Twisting his body to an uncomfortable degree, he lashed out at the shaft of one of the spears. The wooden spear shaft burst into dozens of wooden splinters that were flung through the surrounding area and Liam's other claw reached out for the upper half of the spear instinctively.
He pulled the spear blade out of the Shedim's body by grasping the remaining broken part of the spear's shaft, without disrupting his momentum, and sent it flying at the other spear-wielding Shedim before it could even react.
Liam's shoulder jerked back due to the recoil effect but the battle was not yet over and neither was his movement sequence done.
As for the Shedim, whose spear Liam had just broken, sparks ignited within its mouth. This wasn't a surprise for Liam who was well aware of the capabilities of the Shedim race. They might only be Lesser Demons but their origin was not too shallow. After all, they were said to be descendants of higher-ranked serpent-like demons.
Their origin was also why the Shedim were capable of controlling and expertly using the element of fire to a certain extent. It was more than enough to manifest fireballs!
But Liam didn't think much about that as he spun his body in order to maintain the high momentum before he pierced through the maw of the Shedim with his bare claws. The flames were lunging at him and scorching his skin but he did not flinch while tearing the Shedim's mouth apart.
Piercing through the swirl of flames caused a small explosion that occurred with a small delay due to the interference Liam's attack caused to the Arcane Power that had been manifested, and the Shedim's fire control that was crumbling down to pieces.
The sixty second delay was more than enough for Liam to pierce the wedge bone in the Shedim's skull, and the brute force ensured that the explosion tore the Shedim's head apart.
Rotten skin, flesh, and brain mass splattered through the surrounding area, but Liam had already moved further ahead.
[+1 Arcanium]
[+1 Arcanium]
His battle instincts were going wild as adrenaline was pumping through his veins. Not even his low stats could restrict him anymore as he ignored the faint burn marks that had appeared on the back of his claw.
'Seems like my bloodline is not entirely useless,' Liam thought while his claws turned back into hands before he reached for the spear of the other Shedim. It was the same Shedim, whose heart had been pierced by the spear blade he had thrown at it with all his might.
Holding the steel spear tightly, he took a look around. There were still more than ten Shedim alive, yet Liam was already beginning to feel weak as his stamina was being drained rapidly.
He could use some Arcanium to increase his stats but it would not make too great of a difference. Going on a shopping spree in the current situation was also not feasible.
Thus, Liam figured that he had to surpass his limit, just like it had been in the past, and wreak havoc.
With that in mind, Liam made a move. A few fireballs, the size of his head shot toward him but Liam evaded them as he leaned forward. His face nearly touched the cold surface of the stone while the heavy rain poured down on them.
The crackling noise of sizzling flames rang through his ears and so did the thundering of the thunderbolts far in the distance as he burst forth.
A handful of fireballs shot past him. They missed Liam by a hair's breadth and would have burned the fabric of his clothes if they weren't drenched.
While he burst forward, he thrust the steel spear toward the closest Shedim. The spear's blade was flat and not extremely sharp or endurable. Facing a battle-axe, or some blunt weapons head-on was certainly not intelligent but it was certainly less weird than seeing the Shedim wield weapons they could barely hold properly.
The Shedim the closest to him cleaved at Liam with a large and heavy battle-axe. But Liam was ready and attacked the Shedim with blinding speed due to the difference in the weapon, range, and wastage of movement in the attack sequence. A moment later, Liam pierced the heart of the Shedim as warm blood splattered on his face.
[+1 Arcanium]
His eyes were ice-cold and he merely gave a sideway glance to the notification that appeared at the corner of his eyes to make sure that the Shedim was truly dead.
He glanced at the heavy battle-axe for a moment before his attention diverted to the remaining Shedim. Their movements were being hampered by the heavy downpour and the stone cliff that turned much more slippery the closer they came to the wet soil that was more mud than anything else.
Liam was still standing on the stone cliff, wielding the simple-looking steel spear that was only a bit longer than two meters.
It was a long, narrow spear with a double-edged blade and a pointed tip. It suited Liam's purpose because it was light and easy to wield. His thrusts were rapid and his range of attack allowed him to gain an advantage against the high number of Shedims that were slowly making their way up to the cliff.
That way three more Shedim fell for his attacks and collapsed to the grounds.
Unfortunately, the kills didn't come without a sacrifice.
His mind was rattling rapidly but his body was not able to move as he imagined to move in his head. No matter how honed his body was, the vast difference in strength compared to his past strength was shocking.
He also lacked his Soultrait, which made things even more difficult.
Thus, he ended up getting hit by two fireballs that exploded on his upper body, one at his chest and the other on his abdomen.
Liam's expression turned grim and the impact of the explosions flung him back, closer to the edge of the cliff that welcomed him with a breeze of chilling air.
"Open the Arcane Shop!"
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