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Chapitre 23: Brutality!

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[Grand Sword of the Hedonist]

<Common>

A weapon forged by the [&$%#%#] Race. Its intent is to satisfy itself with the blood of all creatures that possess the 'third leg'.

-Damage-

50-75

-Durability-

70/70

-Special Effect-

-No Balls-

Deals an additional 120% damage to all male opponents, but deals none, and with a 50% chance to curse the user, if they strike a female opponent.

-Special Effect-

[Locked]

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"...." Skullius was dumbfounded.

Even though he was quite happy with the numbers that were shown by the guidance field, he felt... weird about this weapon.

It sounded so...

What was a female anyway?!

'I almost forgot that I can see weapon stats too,' he thought as he wielded the sword. Perhaps in the heat of the earlier exchanges, he had forgotten to check.

The goblins felt a sense of unease as they looked at the blade that gleamed as though anticipating to rip them apart.

Aikil felt this much too vividly.

'What is that sword?' he thought, and a glint of greed shone in his eyes. 'Maybe I can take it for myself once I kill this undead.'

Skullius held his new blade and embraced the rage he had been about to unleash on the enemies ahead.

How had he attained this weapon?

Unbound had additional features that could be exploited with enough Null Life Essence Points.

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[1-99] -Null Life Essence Points-

Gives the option for basic upgrades to stats, weapons and skills from the vast connection to Serenity.

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[100] -Null Life Essence Points-

Gives the option [Random Upgrade] to stats, weapons and skills from the vast connection to Serenity. Increments below 1000 NLE increase the chances of drawing higher level upgrades.

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[1000] -Null Life Essence Points-

Gives the option [Permanent Random Upgrade] to stats, weapons and skills from the vast connection to Serenity. Increments below 10000 increase chances of drawing higher level upgrades.

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[Locked]

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100 Null Life Essence Points granted a higher form of upgrade that spawned skills or weapons from the ranks of rarity that was used by the Null Life system!

Skullius had drawn a sword he thought to be incredibly powerful, but it was merely ranked as a common weapon among all the things possessed by the Null Life system.

He hesitated no longer as he had a limited amount of time to use this weapon. The duration for anything other than [Permanent Random Upgrade] was five minutes, and if he waited for Aikil to strike first, he would have wasted 100 NLE Points.

With the damage stipulated by the sword's status, he would be able to defeat Aikil with two well-timed blows perhaps! Even less if he struck sensitive areas!

'I have a chance if I use that trick at the right moment!' he thought recalling a feature of his body he and his friends had used in Deadmanland.

Aikil was startled to see the one-armed Skullius attack him fervently now.

He decided to use [Piercing Rage] again as this had gotten a lot more dangerous with an unknown element added to the mix.

Besides, the sooner he got this over with, the sooner he could claim that new blade - with some degree of study over it first.

Aikil thrusted his sword as he burst forward at full speed towards Skullius who suddenly did something that Aikil had not seen coming!

Skullius' torso shot into the air, separating from his pelvis!

Aikil's sword struck nothing but air and with the speed he had been attacking with, he couldn't withdraw his arm quick enough to prevent himself from falling for the attack that came next!

With the Boneman's torso above Aikil, holding the new, red sword, he slashed down at Aikil's head!

The sword sliced through the goblin's head cleanly, descending down his neck and all the way through to his chest!

Aikil's eyes showed the hopelessness he felt as he experienced the cruel damage to his body.

It wasn't simply as it appeared on the surface.

Only Aikil knew of the horrendous pain that assaulted its 'royal member', feeling it shrivel as if it was being sucked dry of all its blood until only a raisin like small object remained attached to its crotch!

Blood splashed as Aikil fell to the ground. It was indeed cruel that he got to feel it all even with a split brain. At least for a few moments.

Skullius reconnected with his lower body that had raced to receive him.

[You have killed LV16 Foul Goblin. 550 Exp awarded]

[Your prey emits the Essence of Null Life. Would you like to extract it? Remaining time 59 seconds]

Skullius immediately drew the Essence and saw 40 points that now rested within his panel.

'Hmm. No matter how powerful they are, goblins give me 20 points no matter what,' a thought streaked through Skullius' mind only for a second as he looked at the goblins who were shocked to see their superior die.

They saw the undead with a gleaming blue flame as it held the red blade that dripped with blood.

A faint flash streaked across the Grand Sword of the Hedonist as it seemed to be satisfied with the blood that ran over it.

"Now. You were about to kill my bro with confidence. Where's all your bravery now? Let's see it. Come and deal with me," Skullius said as he swiped the sword this way and that, approaching with quick steps.

The goblins were still stunned by the fact this undead could speak their language as well as how it acted oddly - unpredictably - when the current seen emerged, burdening their ability to process their emotions.

What was left to do now?

What could they do against this thing?

The tall Boneman rushed towards the goblins, some of whom backed away or stumbled to a fall, particularly the one goblin who had been afraid of a confrontation with Skullius and Red Rage to begin with.

The goblin archer hardened his resolve and nocked another arrow on his bow, directing it towards Skullius.

Skullius grew vigilant, but in the next moment, he saw a short figure dash over between the shaken goblins and lodge a dagger into the goblin archer's shoulder!

"Arrgh!" the goblin screamed as it loosened the arrow which flew off course.

"I didn't know you were that vengeful, bro! No, wait. That's a lie. I knew," said Skullius to Red Rage before he slashed with his sword, beheading the goblin archer!

He didn't stop, rushing to finish the other goblins, one of which began running away while screaming fearfully.

Red Rage rushed by Skullius' side, throwing its dagger at the cowardly goblin that fled!

[Flash Throw has been activated!]

The dagger flew and sank into the goblin's back, felling it. The boar then went ahead and finished it off while his master dealt with the remaining enemy.

It wasn't difficult for Skullius to kill the goblin as it barely used its weapon as well as it had been doing before.

He leapt up and struck down, chuckling as the ememy tried to block with its sword, only to have it sliced through by Grand Sword of the Hedonist, which dug into its shoulder and carved into its heart!

It's third leg also started to shrivel up and it screamed from the pain, Skullius ripping out the sword from its side.

[You have killed LV12 Foul Goblin. 340 Exp awarded]

[You have killed LV11 Foul Goblin. 302 Exp awarded]

[Apostle 'Red Rage' has killed LV10 Foul Goblin. 325 Exp awarded]

[Your prey emits the Essence of Null Life. Would you like to extract it? Remaining time...]

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Chapitre 24: Trouble On Two Fronts!

Shmeija grumbled as he walked on the mildly moist ground, heading to his hut. He passed dozens of goblins of different kinds; the ones that were in the first tier of their evolution like him, and the many others that still had about the same intelligence as that of a rock.

As he walked, he recalled how it had been to be like them. To be at the very bottom. Living on instinct and facing dangers without knowing what to do, the only option available being to swing a wooden mace at all troubles.

Tier 0.

It had been a terrible ride where hundreds of his kind were lost.

The epitome of weakness.

When he first evolved, he had remembered seeing Ukur, his current master who guided him up to the level he was now.

Unlike many of the others, he had chosen to be taught by Ukur about the secrets of the Shaman class, abandoning the path of mindless levelling to cultivate his skills instead.

He might have been weak level wise, but he had a lot of skills under his belt from following his master.

It was precisely because he remembered vividly the weakness of when he was an ordinary goblin that he embraced the idea that his clan should aim for supremacy.

To take and plunder, showing no mercy as that was the reality of the world.

Seeing his master whom he adored strive to flee from conflict because cooperation earned what he deemed to be short term benefits, was infuriating for him.

Unbeknownst to Shmeija, he had given the orcs a false signal that had sparked Gu'Smashka's decision to fight back.

Well, ignorance was bliss.

The goblin appreciated the ingenuity that Ukur had displayed in their time; creating concoctions from diverse herbs that increased their strength and mana even if just by small amounts each time.

As Ukur's apprentice, he had always been among the first to get the first batches released by his master along with a few other outstanding goblins.

While passed up other goblins who were doing all sorts of different activities, Shmeija saw a goblin that ran between the many huts with sweat dripping down its brow!

The goblin turned this way and that, running again as it looked confusedly among the many goblins.

Shmeija recognised it as one of the scouts, and called out.

"Hey!"

The goblin turned to Shmeija and a look of relief appeared on its face as it rushed to him.

"Shmeija!" the goblin cried, panting heavily. "Undead! There are undead in the forest! They are attacking us!"

Goblins who were within earshot gasped as they heard the desperate message.

Shmeija was alarmed, his eyes opening wide as he frowned.

"Go and inform Shirota immediately, he's in his hut. Get him to lead a team to assist, I'll go and inform Master. Go!"

The goblin nodded and raced towards a certain hut.

Shmeija immediately rushed back to Ukur's place and ran in with an urgent pace.

"Mast—"

He was about to speak when he saw someone else already interacting with his master.

Oddly, Ukur didn't look pleased at all to be faced with this individual.

...!

It was a goblin that donned a black, ragged hooded robe.

Its skin was different from goblins like Shmeija, having a brownish tone that made its whole aesthetic with the robe a great deal unsettling.

It turned to Shmeija and grinned, it's beady eyes turning into crescents.

"Oh, Shmeija. It's been a while," the goblin said.

Shmeija's heart pounded in his chest.

Their worst fears had come true!

***

Skullius removed the arrow that had been lodged into Red Rage's skull.

The short Bone Boar performed a short bow as the lights in its sockets flickered fiercely.

[Red Rage approves of your actions. +5 Favourability]

"Oho!"

Skullius was glad to see the additional favourability. He guessed it was from him rescuing Red Rage rather than for him pulling the arrow from his head.

He looked at the body of the goblin that had its guts spilling from its belly and a deep sense of loss gripped him.

"Unfortunately, I couldn't grab the Null Life Essence from this one. Worse yet, I probably won't be able to use this when we get more goblins coming for us," he said as he turned to look at the Grand Sword of the Hedonist.

He would have loved to rush into the village, sword blazing to use up the remaining time he had with the sword - less than four minutes - but from his exchange with Aikil, he had discovered that he could possibly be swarmed with similarly strong goblins and lose his Null Life.

"Let's collect all we can, Red bro. We'll need it for the coming fight," Skullius said.

He rushed to grab Aikil's sword and remembered that he could view the sword's stats.

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[Steel Sword]

A steel sword.

-Damage-

15-20

-Durability-

21/30

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"Well... that's underwhelming. I guess I shouldn't have expected much in the first place. That goblin was just really good at using mana and had that scary skill. Argh! I really want skills like that!" Skullius grumbled... bonedly.

In his mind, thoughts of how his class was strange, whirled. The description said that he would be able solidify his mastery of the world.

He didn't know what that truly meant, but it seemed to emphasise that his strength wasn't simply limited to summoning apostles. Surely, it would have been worded as 'conquering' if that was was the case, right?

Would he have to wait until he reached Tier 1 to get a better grasp of the class ?

Skullius slashed with his new sword in the air a couple of times before he decided he would be using this weapon from now on.

"It might not be special, but from here on out, I'll be using it to try and replicate what that goblin did. If I had been working on mana manipulation, maybe I would have been better at it by now," Skullius said.

Red Rage appeared at his side with a bunch of swords and daggers, most of which were rusted.

He set them on the ground and handled the bow that the archer had been using.

"You can use that too?" asked Skullius as he handled the side of his pelvis with his remaining arm.

The Apostle nodded.

Skullius shook his head exasperatedly.

Of course. This damn gifted, [Blessing of Serenity] merchant!

"Oh right," the Boneman thought as he looked at his torn side - the handy work of Aikil. "Hmm. I probably shouldn't deal with this right now. It'll need a lot of mana to recover all this - if it will even work. Besides, the tactic we'll be using next doesn't need too many hands."

The two looted more animal skin for Skullius as well as the leather armour from Aikil, covering him as his core had begun to show, emitting a light to the surroundings.

Skullius gazed at the Grand Sword of the Hedonist and shook his head again.

He carried it as he and Red Rage ran back the way they had come, re-familiarising themselves with the terrain for their next play.

"[Static Limbo] is not on cooldown anymore. That's a free kill!" he said with a nasty tktktktktktktktkt that echoed in the night.


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