378  377: Massive Luck Reduction

    After The Clown''s last words, the holographic screen before Corey disappeared, and Corey pondered briefly on all that The Clown had said before looking around him once again.

    To Corey, The Clown had given them more information than he expected. Corey expected the amount of information that The Clown would give them to be so small that it would most likely not be of any help to any of them at all.

    However, to Corey''s surprise, The Clown had given them a lot of information. Although Corey knew that there was most likely a lot that The Clown had not told them, it was still more than enough for Corey.

    From what he just heard from The Clown, he knew he was in a Temple of the Old Ones or the Temple of an Old One, he wasn''t sure.

    He had absolutely no clue who these Old Ones were, but from what he could see around him, they were most likely evil beings.

    The Clown had warned them, or to be specific, had warned weaklings to not enter a Temple, however, here he was.

    Corey was not sure at what power level The Clown determined one was weak.

    He was a tier 2, and by all rights, his tier was too low for him to participate in the Battle of Chosens. From what he read and was also told by Divine, most of the Chosens would be TIer 3s. There would be tier 4s, and maybe even tier 5s among the Chosens.

    There was even a possibility that he would be the only tier 2 to participate in the Battle of Chosens, and the main reason for this was because he was part of Divine''s group, and also because of Calista, the Underworld Emporium Manager.

    When it was announced that the Battle of Chosens was going to take place in a week, Calista had called him at some point to tell him that she was going to include him in the Battle of Chosens.

    When he asked her why she wanted him to participate, she gave him no answer, and Corey found it strange.

    He planned on concocting Neon 2.0 with Calista''s help, and Neon 2.0 would be able to permanently increase the stats of Mystic Beings. If he was successful, Calista would make a lot of gains, so for Calista to include him among the list of participants in the Battle of Chosens was extremely strange to Corey.

    What if he died? Or what if he became crippled and could not concoct Neon 2.0 anymore?

    There were a lot of things that could go wrong, however, he was not truly against it since he also wanted to experience how powerful the Chosens of forces outside their planet were.

    The first was that as he stood in the Temple, he finally figured out why the dark energy at the altar was familiar and unfamiliar at the same time.

    The familiarity of the dark energy came from his Nightmare Finger.

    The Nightmare Finger was his right index finger which had changed after he swallowed the strange finger he took from the Death Race and almost became a cripple as a result of storing the finger in his Tri-Pupil Eyes.

    Corey had not had a chance to use the Nightmare Finger for some time since it was not really useful for him at the moment. Also, he had pushed almost everything about the Nightmare Finger to the back of his mind since he was not sure when he would be able to find or even get a clue on the location of another Nightmare Finger.

    However, here he was, standing close to a Nightmare Finger, or at least something that was related to a Nightmare Finger.

    It was almost unbelievable, and Corey found it strange and coincidental.

    Apart from the Nightmare Finger which most likely was what he was sensing at the altar, the second thing that was mainly on his mind was the immense pain and loss he felt before he was teleported to the Dimension of The Old Ones.

    Corey vividly remembered how terrible the pain he felt was, and he also remembered the feeling of losing something that was intangible.

    Now that he at least had some time to ponder on what it was he felt, the stars of consciousness in his mind spun and blazed furiously as he tried to figure out what had actually happened to him back then.

    [Check your luck stat.]

    Nyssa''s voice interrupted his thought process, and Corey was stunned and confused. He curiously checked his luck stat, and what he saw made him open his mouth in disbelief.

    {Luck: 789.42 → 100.01}

    Sorry I didn''t upload yesterday. I was so freaking tired and had a terrible headache. I knew that if I wrote with how I was feeling, I was going to write rubbish.

    Anon22