Chapter 276: Rising Snow City 4 (1/2)

[Rezar DeathWind] = [Age: 17] = [Class: King] = [Rank: Bronze III]

[Race: Vampire] = [Bloodline: Storm Dragon// Death God//(HIDDEN)]

[Mental (II): 34] = [Magic (II): 39] = [Constitution: 71] = [Strength (II): 15] = [Speed: 91]

[Traits: War Edge//Black Magician]

{Skill Trees}

[Vampire: Supernatural Body {Power King} (5)// Bullet Time (1) +// Blood Mastery(0)] [Necromancy: Summon Skeleton (3)// Spectral Skull {Satellite} (5)// Raise Undead (3)+] [Magic: Magic Mastery (5)// Mana Charge (3)// E.M.P (1)// Mana Blade (0) +] [Arms: Dual Swords (2)//Staffs (2)//Chains (2)//Unarmed (0) +] [Dragon's Arte: 13 Pulses (1): Water Element Mastery (0)// Wind Element Mastery (0) +]

[Skill Points: 132]

Rezar was contemplating whether he needed a new skill or not, at the moment he didn't have much attacking skills, and the amount of skills he could possibly get was extremely limited. He could only have five skill trees and each skill tree could only have five skills. It didn't matter what sort of skill he chose, it would continue to grow infinitely stronger as long as he kept on mastering it.

Not to mention it seems when a skill gets to level 5 or rather every 5 levels it gains an auxiliary effect or skill of sorts. He didn't know if there was anymore use for his skill points apart from using them to purchase skills, because eventually when he's completed his skill trees there would be no more use for them, and they were sure to keep growing with every achievement he gets.

His Dragon Arte: 13 Pulses skills had not even gained a level no matter how hard he tried to move water or wind it was just stuck at a big fat zero. He's not missed…..well scratch that, it's been quite a while since he last trained. It would do him some good if he grew his strength a little bit faster, and then again he hasn't even discovered what was the use if his bloodline yet. But no matter what it was, he'll discover it soon enough.

He shifted his gaze down, watching the flames and scent of blood the wafted up into the sky, it was tempting enough that he felt his stomach begin to rumble from the hunger he felt. He really should try to feed more often, but the idea of going around and biting necks wasn't something that sat too well with him, but none the less he…..!

[Bullet Time!]

The world slowed down as Rezar moved his head that the side, narrowly escaping the beam of light wrapped around a lance that went last his head. He turned around watching the snow elf warrior rapidly pull her lance back even in bullet Time and try to smash it into his chest.