Jennifer Moore
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All stats were greatly influenced by a number of factors. This was true for luck as well but it was a special case. Luck was a stat that one would be born with a specific value of. Its increase or decrease was USUALLY tied to intervention by higher-level experts as even when one levelled up, this didn’t correlate to an increase in luck. The fact that these little creatures had such a large figure in luck was ridiculous and Skullius couldn’t help but roar in anger at the consecutive rush of…
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The scenery scared the non-living shit out of Skullius as to Red Rage, it only served to bring him joy. What the flesh was there to be happy about when they were facing a horde of more than fifty monsters?! Behind the two, an illusory slit could be seen as while on the outside, a crack in space could be seen, what the creatures within this mini space saw was merely this. A sign that their time for escaping from this place was nearing. Skullius couldn’t even take in the scenery that was all around. A…
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Such a magnificence laid itself before Skullius, its white hue and unnatural shape giving the Discount Human a vague sense of excitement. No, it was not vague. It was wild. He couldn’t help but look forward to unravelling more about this peculiar thing that gave him a grand sense of adventure. What else screamed adventure than such a turbulent crack in space that was currently breaking apart again and again with the sound akin to thick glasses shattering on the hard ground! It was about to give…
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“A Cluster, huh? This is the first time I’ve heard of it. I should have milked more information from Elita while I had the chance. Then again, she didn’t trust me. Wait! What did I just say?! Ugh, never mind that. You really think we should do this, Red bro?” Skullius said. He donned a beige shirt that did its basic duty of covering up his upper body along with a pair of black pants that barely reached his ankles. Shoes that were nothing more than… shoes, adorned his feet, having a very rough…
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Skullius didn’t need to turn his head as he already knew who this voice belonged to. A second after the voice boldly called out, he received a burst of information from Red Rage as the Apostle asserted his opinion on the current matter. Killing is wrong! Let’s be smart! The Pelvis is the bastion of honour and blah blah! ‘I get it! I won’t kill them!’ Skullius blasted Red Rage in return. As expected, the figure that had roared a command appeared before the masses, bearing an image that was…
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A few minutes before… Skullius and Red Rage reached the village which had been a vast distance away a couple of hours ago. Skullius was in his cosmetic flesh while donning his tattered robes while Red Rage was in his Capital Knight armour that had been damaged after receiving a storm of magical attacks from the Cursed Knight. It had been saved by the defence rendered by his skill, otherwise, he would be a naked walking skeleton. Following the event where Skullius had returned to his Fulgurant Bone…
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Pelian as a nation was naturally vast. The second largest among the three human nations in Aigas. It had four large cities scattered across the geological landscape, each, save for two, being in different regions. Four ecological regions could be found in Aigas with the one that Red Rage had just entered being one of the them, coming out of the one where Eofel was settled in. Skill hadn’t put too much thought into it, but the Tremur Forest as also located in the same region as Eofel, being a few…
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“Oh, a new skill? I didn’t expect that,” Skullius said while looking at the new notification. However, he couldn’t bring himself to focus on this new addition just yet as a peculiar yet familiar sensation pervaded over his core, absorbing a vast amount of information from the surroundings! cradled his core like a new-born child. His senses became so focused that he noticed the finer details in the mana, being able to tell apart his own mana and the raw mana in the world from sheer detail…
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Skullius ate the food that was in Reon’s spatial ring while waiting for his mana to recover. Unfortunately, while there was a lot to eat, there was not a lot to drink and he had been noticing the rise in temperature during his travel in the daytime. It was not a case of feeling pain from his skin frying but seeing the mirages in the distance along with the overall effects the heating sun had on the environment. Furthermore, even though he couldn’t feel it, his body became wiry and heavy making…
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It was quite the freaky feeling, having something in your chest. It was different from when Skullius saw his own core that shone brightly in his bone body as this time, he couldn’t see it at all. What was it doing? Skullius didn’t feel any new sensation from having the Fruit of World Myths. He waited a few seconds to see if something would happen but he truly felt no change. This item was already weird as he had yet to understand how its uses were unlocked and used. He had hoped to spur some action…
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