EX-Grade Ability Card: Tower Ascension with My Absolute Restoration-Chapter 41: Domain of Absorption

[Domain of Absorption (Basic Mastery Level 1)]

[Creates a brutal domain that absorbs and turn any life force inside it to pure energy to nourish the weapon and the ascender blood-bound to it, the range of this domain, the rate of absorption and the amount of life force converted to nourishment for the weapon and its blood-bound individual is dependent on the mastery level of this weapon skill]

[Current Level: Basic Mastery (Capable of taking away life force from any opponent within ten meters of the user, the rate of absorption is about one in ten thousand of the target/s’ overall life force per second, and can be stopped if the target/s has a skill with a Basic Body Mastery passive skill on it)]

Reading through this new effect that the Evil Fang Sword has, Azrael couldn’t help but wonder just what sort of equipment did the tower gave him for it to be this absurd even at the lower levels, not forgetting the fact that this weapon is a growth-type that will sooner or later reach S-Grade if not even better in the future, making him look forward to it even more.

"Looks like you’re getting even stronger, partner..." he said as he raised the jet-black sword, pointing it towards the skies, the weapon replying positively, shaking as if it is proud of its achievement, hurriedly opening the Domain of Absorption in order to clean up the remaining monster carcasses faster.

’Is the effect stronger since the targets are already dead?’ seeing the absorption rate clearly better than the one in ten thousand per second rate that the guide displayed previously, Azrael arrives at such a conclusion by himself, watching the carcasses being drained away of their remaining vitality in just a few moments.

Feeling the sword in his hand getting even stronger, he couldn’t help but smile in satisfaction before he returns it to its sheath, finding not a single thing useful in these monsters that the deceased bodies lured here, only harvesting some sharp fangs or claws from some of them, things that can be useful when creating certain types of weapons, and even if he were to find other things he can harvest, his leather bag is already filled with loots for the day, making him turn his head towards the shrunken dead bodies hoping that they bring their wealth here.

"Hehe, seeing that they have their own spatial storage, I doubt those people are poor" rubbing his palm in anticipation as he recalls the figures having either spatial pouches or spatial rings, tools for convenience that compresses space within them allowing anyone to store things far larger than the actual size of the storage itself.

"Fuck! Why are you people so poor?" looking through the spatial storage of these people, mostly spatial pouches with only one of them having a spatial ring, Azrael couldn’t help but curse them for being poor, something that will make these people try their best to rise from the dead should they hear such words from the young man.

’I think this is the greatest harvest from these people...’ looking at the unassuming silver ring in his hand, without a single engraving on it, Azrael thought to himself as he put it on his thumb, not even bothered that it came from a corpse of a person he just killed.

"The space inside should be around a thousand cubic meters, hahaha, with this, I can bring a lot more loot when I go out the next time" he muttered joyfully to himself as he starts transferring even the barely useful items from the spatial pouches to the spatial ring, deciding to clean up and leave these spatial pouches behind as well, as they have a lot of markings in them.

’Better safe than sorry’ he thought to himself as he gathered the remaining husk of the dead people that seems to fail attracting monsters with the scent of their bloods, throwing them on a pit that he made from a single swing of his sword, along with the remaining monster carcasses that no longer have any useful parts in them.

After throwing all that he needs to clean up, the young man then disappears from the spot, arriving in a few moments with a small monster in tow, this monster struggling its hardest yet failing to budge the young man in the slightest, this struggle stopping the moment that a large slit appears on its throat, its blood flowing like fountain and drenching the dead bodies beneath it, the crimson liquid leaving its body along with the warmth it is previously feeling.

Now hearing the cacophony of roars, howls and other chill-inducing sounds from the distance, Azrael is now well aware of the fact that his goal is now achieved, monsters now approaching from the distance seemingly heading to where all this sanguine scent is coming from, the sound coming from them clearly indicating how starved they are for a good food. freёnovelkiss.com

"Want more food?" looking at the sword in his hand, Azrael asked, yielding an answer as the sword starts oscillating in a more relaxed, or rather, satisfied manner compared to previously, making him aware that this bloodthirsty weapon already has its fill for the day.

"Haha, then there’s no point staying here anymore, perhaps let’s start with the main quest of the second floor tomorrow, and then maybe we can start trying for the treasure of the second floor" the young man then replied as he returns the sword back to its sheath once again, his figure disappearing from its previous spot, appearing in the branch of one of the towering trees, leaping gracefully and showing his mastery over his footwork to whoever it is that is observing him.

’Haha, those little ladies sure are quite naive,’ detecting multiple presence from the distance, Azrael thought to himself as he started picking his pace up, leaving the new group following him in the dust, making them wonder just what sort of monster he is.