Chapter 117 117: Massive Growth

[You Have Gained A Massive Amount Of Stats From Beyond Limit Usage Of The Skill [Sin Eater] Current Racial Level Much Too Low To Withstand Influx Of Stats! 10% Of Total Stats Gained Would Be Applied, 50% Would Be Applied During The Next Racial Upgrade With Extra Points Allocated Per Level Up. +800% Stats Lost In Conversion Due To Low Racial Level]

[+4378 to Energy, +688 to Negative Energy]

If Cole could cough out blood at what he was seeing then he would. At first it had been a compromise that he would have at least been able to understand, his body was being improved by stats, but there was a hard limit that his current races would be able to handle.

And even at that there was only so much stats that could be pumped into your body while you were given time to acclimate to it.

But this was just one side of the coin as Cole knew he probably had a level up notification waiting to tell him that he had leveled up a few times. Then there would be the stat gains from the level ups and add all of that to what he had gained from using [Sin Eater] at full blast and for God knows how long. In the end it would have probably broken reality if he could gain stats like this, but it wasn't just reality, he would have probably torn himself to pieces if this had not been done.

He gave a tired sigh as he raised his head up. The people around had given him a wide berth, apparently he had been growling but he has not been paying attention to the sounds he was making. He scoffed as he went back to looking through his notifications, this time laying attention to the sounds he was making as he didn't want to seem like more of a lunatic than he already was.

[+500 To Charisma, +388 To Intelligence, +501 to Perception, +712 to Dexterity, +446 to Attunement, +220 to Soul]

They hit him like a sledge hammer It was as if lightning had come down from the heavens and struck every last cell in his body. He fell to the ground shivering as a scream rent out of his lips. It was enough to give everyone in the Glade pause as they all gathered around him.

It was hard for anyone of them to tell what was wrong with Cole as the most anyone would ever feel from an influx of stats was pleasure, not pain, and even if there was pain not at the level that Cole was feeling it.

For Cole the pain felt like it was eternity of torture, but it was no more than five minutes. But even at that 5 minutes feeling a boat load of pain was not something that anybody could sniff at. But just as suddenly as it had started it came to an abrupt end. But even if the pain was over Cole was still feeling phantom pains from it as he gritted his teeth and went back to looking at his notifications.

[You Have Gained +8 Levels! 4 Levels Withheld Until Racial Upgrade! +140 to all stats, +140 to Energy]

[You Have Reached Level 40! Racial Refinement Available]

Cole blinked, it was weird but this was the first time he had noticed that at specific levels his race going up was either identified as a refinement or an upgrade. This was refinement, but it seems an upgrade would see a massive boost of power. Either way he did not have time to lay attention to the refinement yet, he had things he really had to deal with right now.

[Inventory has gained 4533 Mana Cores, 933 Bronze Rank Prisms, and 88 Silver Prisms]

The Glade would probably not have a lack of mana cores for resources for quite some time. He got up and the first thing he did was to make sure he dumped everything into the Glade's inventory, then he proceeded to look at the changes reflected on his stat page.

• Aspirant: [Cole <World Breaker> Night] Class: [Reaver]

• Level: [36/40(42,511/110,000)] Race: [Raen Adolescent]

• Titles: [Savage Connoisseur] [Antihero] [Warrior] [Progenitor] [Genocider] [Rambo The Commando] [Mass Murderer]

• Money: [Tibons: 248] [Tisons: 286] [Tigons: 2,350 ,000]

• Energy: [07/6369] Negative Energy: [120/808] Alignment: [Chaotic Neutral] Lives: [08]

• Buffs: [+15% Damage] [+200% Eating Skills] [+50% Damage To All Alignments] [+70% Damage/Skill With Firearms] [100% Damage to Endangered Species and Solo Enemies] [+10% to all stats when Facing off against more than 5 Enemies, Doubles every +10 Enemies] [Permanent +25 points every 50 Enemies killed in a single Conflict]

• Primary Weapon: [Black Malakai Cursed Sword] Secondary Weapon: [n/a]

• Primary Armor:[N/A] Secondary Armor: [N/A]

• Party:[n/a] Team:[n/a] Guild:[n/a] Alliance:[n/a] Faction: [Aspirant Of Glade Solitude (Third Floor)]

• Charisma(Seduction): Iron VII(158/240) [Lesser Mind Control(Active)] [Assassinate(Active)] [Vertigo(Active)]

• Perception(Domain)+(Clarity): Iron VIII(139/260) [Aeronaut(Passive)] [Sin Seeking Eyes(Passive)] [Shadow Dance(Active)]

• Intelligence(Technopathy)+(Psychometry): Iron VII(184/240) [Shielded Mind(Passive)] [Sin Eater(Active)] [Technoman(Passive)]

• Dexterity(Wind)+(Telekinesis): Iron IX(91/280) [Spectral Rover(Active)] [Sin Reaper(Active)]

• Attunement(Space): Iron VII(141/240) [Gravity(Mastery)] [Adaptive(Passive)] [Demon Constitution(Passive)] [Chaos Blast(Active)]

• Soul(Aura): Iron IV(15/180] [Soul Eater] [Soul Bank: 34] [Energy Manipulation(Mastery)]

• Knowledge: [Martial Arts Master] [Expert Marksman] [Arcane Farming] [Arcane Winemaking] [Arcane Brewing] [Dark Summoning] [Arcane Nature Engineering] [Monster Husbandry]

• Stat Points: 259

• Assets: [Cruiser Class Iron Ranked Luxury Ship/Mechanoid Direwolf King Mount] [Bronze VIII Ranked Territory Rowan Valley] [The One Eye Of Mormon] [King Solomon's Undying Heart] [Dark Dryad Seed] [Gold Ranked Pseudo Dungeon Core] [8 Iron Rank prism] [27 Silver Prisms] [2 Gold Prism] [1 Gold Prism Of The Avenger] [1 Diamond Prism] [Hero Class Atmospheric Base (Upgradable/System Access)] [10% Shares Of Sierra Corp] [Cold Silver Spawning Crystal] [Raen Ranger Rifle] [Black Sapphire Cursed Revolver] [Blue Obsidian Cursed Revolver] [Night Demon Bounty Hunter Set]

Cole cut it short, he was not done yet, not by a long shot. Some of his stat had reached Iron V, and that meant he had to pick augments for them, but that could wait, but for now he had to confront the two that he trusted to watch his back and instead they had left him to die and fend for himself…. Something that would never have happened in the first place if he had not decided to make the mistake of taking them along.

He got back up to his feet, still under the scrutiny of the much more crowded Glade than he remembered. He skimmed through all of the looks being pushed in his direction and locked gazes with Xerxes99. He smiled as he pulled out Black Malakai and pointed it in his direction then shifted to point at Thunderbolt-Jack who was not that far away, Cole spoke.

"This is the time where you both try to star running for your lives, cause no amount of aspirants or rules laid down by the system would keep from ripping you both to shreds….you fucking left me to die, bait to buy you time to escape….. I'll show you just how much of a folly that has been." Then he vanished.