Diamond, standing back from the fight, watched Priam confront the various monsters that populated the floor. The thief didn't consider himself a coward, but was aware of his strengths. Stealing a ghost's underwear was right up his alley. Exorcizing it was not.
Combat wasn't for him. Even several ters from the epicenter of action, he was risking his life. [Supernatural Camouflage - Epic] wasn't always enough to distract ghosts. Only the [Decoy - Rare] he had attached to Priam prevented him from being attacked.
Apparently, a ghost, as an entity that had lost its eyes, no longer used conventional light-based vision. It was both predictable and annoying. Especially as it was challenging to achieve silent theft with half a dozen vengeful souls in pursuit.
Three walls exploded as Priam finally succeeded in destroying the specters. Diamond winced as splinters of wood embedded themselves in his skin. The Champion's strength was truly terrifying. Coupled with his misty garb, this had discouraged the intrepid thief from attempting larceny.
Malbius scread in pain, and the chilling sound soothed the thief. The mission still had a chance of succeeding. It wouldn't be the stealthiest heist of his career, but it would be worth it as long as he got his Achievent.
The ceiling made an ominous cracking sound, and the thief winced.
"Hey, load-bearing walls aren't called that for nothing, you know?"
Priam grunted as he tried to finish off the boss. The lack of response worried Diamond. The young warrior had started the fight very well. Crushing most of the armor like tin cans, he was awe-inspiring. Unfortunately, things went wrong after that. The Champion's wounds accumulated until he found the specters' weak point.
Diamond stood back from Priam, observing the changes caused by the Depths. His skin seed redder than at the start of the fight, and his nails had begun to grow.
A thought crossed the thief's mind, making him shudder. If Priam returned to the do and turned into a monster... Right now, humanity couldn't stop its Champion.
Suddenly, Priam turned and threw his weapon. Diamond felt no enemy, but a noise confird that a suit of armor had perished. Two more walls exploded, and Diamond winced.
The ceiling must have been fed up too, because the floor collapsed.
Lvl Up: [Asphyxia Resistance] lvl 3,4
VIT 4
TA (END) 2
Lvl Up: [Virus Resistance] lvl 5,6,7
VIT 3
Lvl Up: [Depths Resistance] lvl 15
CONST 2
VIT 2
WILL 5
Priam regained consciousness as he heard wood creaking. All around him, titanic flas licked at the manor's wooden beams. The sa inferno was waging a morable battle inside his flesh. The vitality of the fire tried to purify the virus and the Depths that were corrupting his body. It was losing the fight.
Micro inford him of his condition. His limbs were charred. Of his organs, only his draconic heart was still beating painfully. Priam tried to restore his old heart with his rit. Nothing happened: he had run out of energy.
Helplessly, Priam witnessed his own pyre. The approach of death brought him a certain lucidity. The fragnt of vengeance had receded, and his draconic pride had fallen asleep.
The rain evaporated before it could reach him.
Suddenly, the flas spread. The Duke at his side. A giant hand picked up what was left of him: a torso and a head.
A mont later, Priam experienced another death - devoured by a mutant.
Priam opened his eyes as he felt a few drops of water drip into his hair. Leaping to his feet, the warrior directly summoned Prosse. His spear vibrated in his hand as it left the mist. Priam couldn't help admiring the weapon, reforged in death.
Almost three ters long, the fiery decorations were breathtaking. Runes reminiscent of flaming tattoos ran down the shaft, facilitating his skills based on the Phoenix's heritage. Prosse's silver tip seed to sparkle in the haunted night.
Priam blinked. A kind of Concept was growing alongside his partner's awareness. Soon, the entire sector would know its na.
"But for now..."
Priam looked around him. During his death, the rain had not stopped. Thousands of mutant corpses surrounded the mansion. More kept approaching, rushing to their deaths. Perhaps a spark of conscience remained within them. Rather die than live as they were...
The ghosts were gone. His gaze fell on the Ducal Palace. Or rather, what was left of it. The titanic edifice lay in ruins. A terrible battle was raging there. Three Dukes were fighting.
Priam's greedy side began to hatch a plan to take advantage of the chaos and land a last hit.
One of the Dukes brought his fist down on the head of another. The shock created a wave that destroyed an entire neighborhood before continuing. A second later, Priam shielded his face with his arms. The shockwave arrived and blew him back so ten ters. Lowering his arms, Priam swallowed. At less than fifty ters away, the collateral damage from the attack would have killed him. He had no place in this battle of the titans.
"Well, I'll start with a Marquess..."
Priam hesitated to bring back a sample of the virus - in the form of a mutant arm. Training his resistance was of paramount importance. Finally, he abandoned the idea. If the virus broke out in the Do... He shuddered at the thought.
Looking around one last ti, Priam tried to spot Diamond. The thief seed to have disappeared. Grunting, Priam began to search for the exit hatch. Two minutes later, his mist detected the room that had brought him here. It seed to have survived the collapse of the mansion.
Priam chuckled as he felt the thief try to move a beam blocking the entrance. He had cleared a small space under the rubble and was trying to use a plank as leverage. Straddling the mist, Priam touched Diamond's right shoulder.
"Boo!"
"AHHHH!" cried the thief, startled. He turned instantly, brandishing a skeleton key in Priam's direction.
"Im sure you'll scare the specters with that," Priam sneered.
"Drop the sarcastic tone and help lift this," said Diamond. The ruins shook under another attack, and Priam hurried on.
He positioned his shoulder under the beam and lifted it with a grunt. Blocked by other rubble, it weighed several tons. The thief quickly opened the door and rushed into the maintenance room. Priam quickly followed.
"Glad to see you alive," said Diamond. "You look better, too."
Priam nodded. "I've managed to eliminate the virus."
"That too, but I was talking about the Duke chewing your body like gum."
"It was a clone," Priam lied.
"I thought so," replied Diamond as he lifted the hatch leading to the Do.
"And the key?" asked Priam.
Diamond smiled with all his teeth. With a prestidigitator's movent, he conjured up a grey cube in his hand. About the size of a Rubik's cube, the Moon Key was relatively common in appearance.
The thief tossed it in Priam's direction. "Here, it's yours. I nearly pissed myself twice picking it up. It was hanging around the Duke's neck."
Priam growled as he realized that Malbius had lied. This seed logical, as no one could have opened the Duke's stomach to retrieve the key. The mission was hard enough as it was.
[Identification]
[Hearthstone - Mythic] - Link it to a location.
Enables the wearer to open a portal once a month at . The portal lasts for five minutes. The link can be renewed once a month.
Currently linked to [...] - Xa'Gawp howorld.
Lvl Up: [Identification] lvl 9
M 1
"You detached it from its neck without being detected? Good job." said Priam as he was observing the key. His opinion of the thief was growing.
"No, it unhooked when you threw it to the ground. The Key was lying on the floor."
"..."
Diamond coughed under Priam's accusing gaze. "Anyway, we'd better get back. I've got other missions, and the Reunion finishes in less than twenty-one hours."
"Yep, the Colosseum's waiting for too," nodded Priam. As Diamond descended into the trapdoor, a notification appeared before Priam's eyes.
[Xa'Gawp mutant] eliminated: 50,000. Congratulations, this race now considers you a terror. You can detect their weaknesses more easily.
You are what you kill: You've slaughtered so many [Mutant Xa'Gawp] that their aethereal code is beginning to rge with yours.
High Human is a Tier 1 race. Your aethereal code has two free racial Talent slots.
Would you like to acquire [Spectral Familiarity - Bronze], the inferior version of the [Mutant Xa'Gawp] racial talent?
Title obtained: [The Reaper - Bronze]!
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