Chapter 31 - The System (1/2)
While two of the couples were bickering about circumcision, Elon slowly whispered to the system, ”Appraisal.”
[ Name: Elon Suykar
Gender: Female
Race: Chimaera
Age: 98 (24)
Mana Deposited: 678(B+)
Mana Gathering Speed: 230 per hour average (C-)
Physical Prowess: 100(C-)
Intelligent: 80(C)
Soul: 130(A-)
Charisma: 570(B+)
Cultivation Law: Slithering Gold Magnet (Grade A)
Cultivation Phase: Nascent Realm Enlargement
Golden Orb: Fire Magnet Orb (Grade B)
Blessings: Fortune's Guidance | Immaculate Destiny
Skills: Appraisal | Swift Hand | High Poison Resistance | Tyrant Glare | Mana Circuit Comprehension | Formation Enhance | Circuit Appraisal | Fire Bending | Fire Shield | Fiery Golden Barrier | High Mana Comprehension | Mid Sword Mastery | Invisible | Mana Barrier | Passive Charm
Technique: Fiery Palm | Forty Needle Strikes | First Phase Juggernaut Body Array | Dazzling Sword Thrust Of Rock ]
'So I'm a woman now,' Elon thought. 'Rui would be laughing if she saw this, Sura and Lilia too…'
After acquiring the System Essence, MF was able to detect an activity of the same wavelength through her consciousness the moment Elon appraised herself. MF glared at the transgendered slave. Foel noticed the difference in her partner's reaction as she gazed at her chained victim as well.
A cold sweat ran from Elon's forehead. Through her transparent stats screen was the horror of the two individuals with the stare of unremorseful killers who could skin her alive without a second thought. Quietly she shut the stats screen, convincing her determination once again to reasons with these two murderers.
She projected the thoughts of her friends' death, turning it into a red glare full of hatred. ”Not only that, both of you scums killed someone I dear, but also restricting me from reaching the afterlife, for what? There was a raid with numerous Usurpers trying to defend the lives of many out there. Have you two ever thought of using your strength for justice?”
Hearing the word 'justice' clicked something inside Foel.
MF protruded one of her feet forward to slam Elon's shoulder onto the ground. Elon could hear some of her bones rattle and crack in just that moment. With some of her blood lunging out from her throat, she opened her eyes once again to see a skin-shuddering glare ever so in hatred.
The thought of vengeance became a self deprecating question. Why has it ever gone wrong? Hated by life itself, even with the blessings from the goddess of luck. She felt a heavy weight inside her heart, a weak rope trying to withstand the burden of reality. The reality itself wasn't the thing that's heavy, it was the weak rope that made her melancholy.
”Heh.” The devil threw a smirk. ”It seems like your heaven defying luck won't intrude if I didn't have any intention of killing you.”
”But why? Why me? I don't know either of you! Even if you are still targeting me, why take the lives of Lilia and Sura!? Just why!?”
Tears began to pour from the edges of Elon's vision. She felt like she was always the one who took the short end of the stick in everything. Her red gaze blurred, she clenched her teeth just to prevent the bad thoughts from running over but to no avail.