[You have absorbed the blood of 3,456 humans!
You absorb a small fraction of the target’s talent and attributes
54 Strength
45 Intelligence
50 Vitality
51 Agility
Blood Reserves: 1600/1600]
[Your talent has increased! Rank A -> Rank S
All your attributes have increased by 30%]
[You have killed 98 humans.
350% XP
You have received 1 Advanced Item Enhancent Stone
You have received 3 Lower-Tier Item Enhancent Stone
You have received 13 Lower-Tier Item Enhancent Stone]
[You have defeated a powerful enemy in a major battle where you were at a severe nurical disadvantage, 20 Prestige!]
[You completed the quest: "War is Coming!"
Rewards have been moved to the system inventory]
[You have leveled up! 75 -> 80
15 free attribute points]
"Ah..." A low sigh slipped past Ethan’s lips as the world around him seed to shift in color.
His muscles tingled, flooded by a dense wave of power, as if every fiber of his body were being rewritten from within. A subtle warmth blood beneath his skin, sinking deep into his bones.
His aura reserves overflowed in the blink of an eye, multiplying until they doubled in size. At the sa ti, his perception expanded, stretching far beyond the limits of his own body.
’So this is what a Rank S talent feels like?’ Ethan muttered, opening his status screen with a simple thought.
[Na: Ethan GoldenVeil
Level: 80/120 (XP: 62%)
Available Rebirths: 2
Stage: 3 (Advancent Quest available at level 120.)
Talent: Rank S
Noble Title: Lower Viscount. (Increase your prestige to upgrade your title)
Heroic Title: The Incomparable Degenerate of Darkwall! (-3 prestige), Goblin Slayer! ( 2 prestige, 30% fear among goblins.) 2
Prestige: 44/150
Aura: 15,000/15,000
Attributes.
Strength: 906
Agility: 828
Vitality: 799
Intelligence: 781
Charm: 1046
Available attribute points: 18
Wives: 4
Concubines: 5
Monthly prestige gained from wives and concubines: 25]
He was only at level eighty, and yet his attributes already rivaled those of a Rank B talent at level one hundred and twenty.
Counting only his current level and everything he’d stolen from enemies in the form of stats, his base attributes were on par with a Rank SS talent at the sa level.
Even back in the realm of the burning ice, if he were still part of his family, he’d be considered the absolute elite of an entire generation.
Not even his older brother could stay that far ahead of him.
A gentle smile played on Ethan’s lips as he relaxed his shoulders and turned his gaze to the other rewards awaiting him.
[Skill: Golden Lord Ring Skill Theft.
Description: A skill that allows the user to steal up to one skill from a recently defeated Golden Lord.
Rank: S]
Without wasting a second, Ethan pulled the skill from the system inventory, a broad smile already forming on his face.
A wave of information flooded his mind almost instantly, depositing everything he needed to know to use it.
No sooner had the instructions finished settling in his head than a new system notification flashed before his eyes.
[You have recently defeated a Golden Lord; choose a skill from the Golden Lord’s ring to steal!]
Imdiately afterward, the list of every skill contained in Alistair’s Golden Ring opened before him.
There were eight in total: seven geared toward direct military conflict, and one dedicated to troop managent.
’Damn... did that bastard really have a skill this OP?’ Ethan’s eyes glead with greed as he scanned its description.
[Skill: Military Talent Conversion.
Description: A skill that allows the user to directly convert gold, items, and artifacts into talent levels that can be distributed throughout the army.
Rank: SSS]
Ethan read the description once, twice, three tis, barely believing what he was seeing.
Finally, he bent down, scooped up an old helt lying in the dirt, and activated the skill in the sa motion.
The helt imdiately shattered into thousands of tiny shards of light.
[You have successfully absorbed: 1x inferior steel helt (Rank C)
Calculating...
1x Rank D Talent generated! Choose a mber of your settlent’s military forces with a Rank E Talent or lower to receive it.
5x Rank D Talents can be fused to form a Rank C Talent.]
Ethan’s heart nearly leapt out of his chest as he smiled like an idiot, barely able to believe what he’d just read.
Now that he thought about it, Alistair’s forces had a pretty high number of third-stage warriors.
Far fewer than Goldenveil’s, of course, but Goldenveil had a divine city core, and with it, a simply absurd density of mana and aura coursing through its streets.
Whitefall simply couldn’t compare.
With an excited sigh, Ethan took a quick look at the new item he’d received: an advanced item enhancent stone.
He himself hadn’t used many of these, but during Goldenveil’s few campaigns, the guard had already accumulated over fourteen hundred crystals, all distributed among its mbers.
Although they have many, however, all of them were Interdiate Rank at most, and this was the first ti he’d gotten his hands on an Advanced one.
Shaking his head, Ethan simply slipped it back into his spatial ring without using it.
He planned to use it to upgrade the Blood Emperor’s ring to the highest level he could, but before that, he needed to organize his army.
Looking up, Ethan saw the many guards around him eyeing their own loot with shining eyes, an excited murmur of conversation spreading among them.
Everyone who had taken part in that battle received generous rewards, especially Alice and Veronica, who each earned an S-Rank magical cloak.
Mireya got an A-Rank defensive artifact in the form of a delicate pendant, while Evelyn received a new flaming combat technique that fit her axe perfectly.
Their gains had been nothing short of wonderful.
Sadly, the excitent among Goldenveil’s soldiers did not last long.
Gradually, the corpses of Whitefall’s soldiers were gathered into piles to be burned, while the bodies of Goldenveil’s warriors were carefully set aside, each treated with the respect due to the fallen.
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