CHAPTER 71: CHAPTER: 71, MONTH OF PROGRESS

In the Present Time...

Silas, back in his gloomy small room, looked at the old book with numeral patterns with concentration. It was already evening, almost dinner time, so stopped his study and went downstairs.

This was a two story seven bedroom resident. Also the last property he had after the Temple ceased all the other properties in the name of ’donating to those in need’. He somehow saved this one place that was the only thing left.

He went to the kitchen and started cooking with the groceries he bought. His cooking skill was enhanced by the less than 1% charge of [Envisioning], so his vegetable cutting techniques and spices making ones were all exceptional, not comparable to the great chief’s from the Imperial Palace that were proficient in the Cooking Law, but relatively good enough to be toe to toe with professional chiefs from Earth.

Sweat dripped down his forehead as he looked at the hot food arranged on the dining table. He then decided to take a bath before starting to eat.

After a refreshing shower that relieved most of the strains he had from hunting, he sat down on the dining table. Then, as he picked up a piece of delicious and tender meat that melted in his mouth, he looked at his progress in the status window while enjoying the delicious meal.

[Layer Status Window]

Name: Silas Graves/ Shadow.

Race: Shadow (Imus)

Class: Prince of Death (SSS-tier)

Level: 18

Strength: 25.

Agility: 19.

Mana: 35.

Innate Skills: [Shadow Control], [Shadow Manifestation], [Authority of Death]

External Skills: [Storage], [Elemental Chimera]

Attributes: [Master of Shadow], [Death Affinity], [Shadowed]

Flaw: N/A

[Additional Information]

You are now the ’Rightful Heir of Death’

[End of Information]

Of course most of the things written would need explanation. First of all, the race of this Layer has somehow changed as Rex again explained reading the Narration.

"As you can guess, the vessel you currently took form of had a faint bloodline of the Shadow race, which only served under Death, also known as the God of Shadow and Mysteries.

And because of that faint bloodline, I was able to make this Layer a complete member of the Shadow race. Now, your affinity, skill effects and future understanding of the Shadow Law would increase by a lot compared to a normal vessel you would’ve chosen randomly." He finished and then shut up. {Thanks Rex~}

’Welcome’ he said in his mind.

After that, Silas began to look at all the descriptions one by one. First comes the Class Description of this new Primeval Rank class.

[Prince of Death] (SSS-rank) Class Description: "You have the right to the Inheritance of Shadow. You are also ’His’ Rightful Heir, the God of Death, Mysteries, Peace and Shadows."

The Shadow God, one of the 20 True Gods who was present even before and after the Cataclysmic Doom War a million years ago. Eventually, it was said by his believers that he was bored and killed himself, resting in peace for eternity from then on.

But even now, words are circulating that even after his death, his new blesseds occasionally appeared throughout the History of Imarion.

Then, he moved his eyes to look at the three innate skills he unlocked directly after unlocking this Layer while taking another bite of the food.

[Shadow Control] (SS-rank) Skill Description: "The Shadows around you would obey your command as you are also one of them."

[Shadow Manifestation] (SS-rank) Skill Description: "Shadows would take tangible and intangible forms as you wish."

[Authority of Death] (SS-rank) Skill Description: "Death sees you as its own. You can cause anyone’s death anytime you want with physical touch. But beware of anyone with prowess and authority surpassing yours."

At this moment, He can only say one thing regarding these sets of skills. Perfectly suitable for his Class! These skills were the best round about and balanced skill set a shadow like him could ever ask for.

After that, he looked at the two external skills he saw in the skill shop and purchased, seeing their usefulness to him.

[Storage] (A-rank)Skill Description: "A magical space that keeps your items in an alternate space, away from any thieving eyes."

[Elemental Chimera] (B-rank) Skill Description: "A chimera born from an abominable experiment. Its resentment for all things runs deep, so it vows to devour all things."

The [Storage] skill, as explained, is an alternate space where he can store some items that are impossible to be stolen, but the storage space is too little for him to store too much. To store monster corpses from his hunt, he uses a high grade storage bag.

[Elemental Chimera], on the other hand, is a mutated skill born from a failed experiment. What the researchers truly wanted to create was unknown to everyone. It was also a growth type skill.

The Chimera born from the skill is somehow sentient with no intelligence or other emotions, except the emotion of Hatred. This chimera only exudes killing intent and would devour anything with even a hint of life force.

He mostly used this chimera to take care of the evil worshippers he hunts who keep following him from the moment he activated this Layer. It was like he got a stalker like getting the toothpaste for free when you only wanted the toothbrush.

Something like finding gold when you mined for copper. He was only here to kill the Evil Worshippers that are hiding here, but also unlocked a layer on top.

Currently, he is trying to hide the fact about his sudden change, so he is forced to learn the artifact refining skill and improve himself. He has to make sure those Cults don’t try to attack him prematurely when he is still at his weakest for now.

He estimates that the leader of this branch of evil worshippers would be stronger than him, possibly a Grandmaster Level Transcendent. After all, it took Knight Captain Harold a whole week for him to defeat that guy.

So he is sure he would need to be at least level 100 before he begins an all-out eradication.

Silas took another bite of the meat and looked at his attributes. Those were sitting there waiting for their turn... {Too bad~}

To be Continued...