Chapter 952: Trouble Strikes as Usual (2/2)

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[Rank 100: Daelleur (64 Godly Points)]

[Rank 798: Krune (34 Godly Points)]

Only the top hundred ranks were displayed. Beyond that was his rank. Upon seeing that he was way below his expectations, Krune was disappointed for a moment. Then, he smiled a moment later as he muttered inwardly, 'It's only interesting this way. With my advantages, I'll soon catch up to them.'

”Well, it seems I'm pretty far behind,” Krune muttered. Upon hearing his casual tone, Strinker was unable to judge the emotion Krune was actually feeling. He hoped Krune was just putting up a strong front and wasn't actually unfazed by everything.

After forming his thoughts, he asked, ”May I know your rank?”

”Sure.” Krune nodded casually as he replied, ”It's rank 798.”

'Not overly high, but still high enough.' Strinker controlled his urges, intending to take it slow and make a move only when the situation looked right for him. A cultivator had as many Godly Points as his strength dictated.

The stronger they were, the more they hunted and accumulated Godly Points. So, their ranks were a clear indication of their strength. Besides, Strinker had observed a certain trend among those from the first batch. A lot of them had staggeringly high Godly Points.

But over the months, the number hadn't increased as fast as he had thought, considering their high initial numbers. So, he wondered how they accumulated that many Godly Points in the first place.

After all, even after being in the place for seven months, he only managed to accumulate three Godly Points. Even that proved to be tremendously hard. If not for the fact two massive fishes fought each other and had sustained enough life-threatening injuries, he wouldn't have been able to land the final blow on them and reap the Godly Points.

And only through that did he accumulate three passive abilities. Among his group, he was already the strongest. After all, only two others in his group had two passive abilities, while the rest only had one passive ability.

Surprisingly, they were already considered an elite group because of this. As for the group holding the rope that Krune had thrown, none of them had any passive abilities. If they had been capable of killing a powerful fish, they would have at least used its carcass to build themselves a boat.

Or, they hadn't been lucky until now to chance upon an injured fish that gave them a passive ability upon death, like Strinker.

Krune had zero intentions of hunting fishes to give them passive abilities. He wasn't a saint. On top of that, it wasn't easy to hunt a fish that was able to give a Godly Point. Every hunt was life-threatening.

Only if they had certain elements of luck, coincidence, the proper placing, and perseverance will they be able to destroy one, just like what Krune had done to the Sonic Radar. Thus, he only planned to think about himself.

And just when he thought about it, a woman slowly paddled towards his boat. Just when he thought of using the Neon Radiance to prevent her approach, he paused, noticing that the woman barely retained her consciousness. She wasn't part of the group that held his rope.

She seemed to have been severely injured as a couple of bones the shape of knives had been pierced through her back, having injured her lungs. In other words, she wasn't even able to breathe. Moreover, the stretch of the ocean behind her had a long line of red due to the blood she had lost.

She had lost her left arm while her legs seemed to have been riddled with holes. Held on her right arm, secured in her embrace, was a baby, barely a few months old. The baby was currently silent, its body covered with blood that bled from her.

It was currently still as its body was turning cold, a sign that it wasn't far from death. As darkness had set, the woman had been lost. And it was then she noticed a bright light far away, one that seemed capable of sending away the night at the owner's discretion.

Using the last vestiges of her strength, she paddled towards the light source, noticing a figure that seemed even more vicious than the most vicious of monsters. But for some reason, she felt he was her final hope.

”Please…my child…save him…” she uttered using the last of her breath, barely lifting her son's body as she lost all vitality. Her extended hand slowly fell into the ocean as her corpse floated on its surface.

Krune frowned, immediately understanding that trouble had knocked at his doorsteps. As someone who had attracted trouble throughout his life, Krune had a sharp radar towards such situations. Seeing the extent of injuries riddled on the woman's body, he knew that she had offended someone too much that they acted so viciously against her.

Then again, he didn't wish to involve himself with her, so he hadn't taken any action. The woman died before she reached him. Plus, the fact that she died despite being in the ocean with its healing properties meant that her injuries were life-threatening. In short, even he wouldn't have been able to save her.

”…Guah!” Suddenly, the baby cried, stifling him as Krune scowled immediately, no longer able to remain a cold onlooker. He leaned over the edge of the boat and extended his hand, grabbing hold of the baby that had begun to drown in the water, lifting it up.

He quickly inspected its condition, frowning for a moment as he placed his palm over its body. He then unleashed a blue radiance as he began to heal it. Coincidentally, at this moment, he noticed another bright spot moving in his direction at breakneck speeds.

”Ah shit, here we go again.”