∼ Indulgent Slaughter ∼
Chapter - 074
Stumbling around, the bandit knocked over a couple of crates of apples, the green orbs tumbling everywhere. But he simply laughed, rolling around in the mess of stolen items and trying his damndest to get back up. Noticing something interesting in the pile of random things, a goofy smile split his flushed face.
"Oi, Marty! I found ya a boot!" He guffawed, lifting it high from his crash landing.
However, no response came from his jolly fellow. The man frowned, brows creased. "Did ya pass out already y'damn dullard?" He grunted, attempting to get out of the tangle. "-Gah, damn cheap-drunk."
When he finally did manage to extract himself, stumbling back to his feet, he realized only halfway there to the cot, that his friend wasn't by the fire. That was at least where he had left him last... if he remembered right. His mind briefly touched on the possibility that Marty might've just gone for a piss, but as his blurry vision saw something most disturbing, his mind sobered up. Or as much as he could with being that hammered. Blood. A streak of it, stretching from the cot to around back at some other old crates and junk.
"Marty...?" He called out hesitantly. Shuffling over, he peered around the crates only for his eyes to widen with horror. He stumbled back, terror and shock written across his weathered face, only to realize the absolute chaos of his surroundings. Screams echoed through the valley and the roar of flames tore at the air above like the veil of hell had just opened on a clam starry night.
"W-w-what?!" Was all he could manage in his drunken state, the blur of his vision only partially sparing him from the massacre unfolding before him. The sound of death came with each scream that was no longer there. One by one. Until no one was left but total, and utter, death. Blinking, something was suddenly in front of the bandit. Trailing up, craning his neck, the bandit was met with his last sight in this world.
Two, terrifying orbs of glowing yellow and a smile so wicked it made him plead for darkness.
[Eleven LVL: 7-9 - Humans "Classless" have been slain!]
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[Four LVL: 10-15 - Humans "Classholders" have been slain!]
[You receive 462 points of experience for the kills]
Congratulations! You have accrued enough experience to gain a level!
LVL: 14 → 15
As an Imp (Prideborn) "Lesser Demon", you receive one point in Strength, Dexterity, Intelligence, and one additional unallocated attribute point per level.
As a Warlock "Apprentice", you receive one point in Intelligence and one additional unallocated attribute point per level.
[You have two unallocated attribute points, spend them before a week, or they will be automatically assigned.]
For reaching level 15 as a Warlock "Apprentice" you have unlocked a new skill!
[Unlocked - Class Skill (Drain)]
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