Iron Bloodline, Bronze Body, Silver Prestige, Gold Will, Legendary Venerable, World Saint, Immortal Epic, Indestructible Demigod. The names of these power levels are enough to explain a lot.
Iron Bloodline is defined by the system as Level 1 to Level 20. At this time, most people have just started their job, and the power they can grasp usually comes from their bloodline. However, at this time, the path of growth has already been determined.
Does it sound very puzzling? Then let's use the system to explain it …
The following three are the most common close combat jobs of the three races:
"Standard Beastman Berserker Template: Strength: 15, Agility: 8, Vitality: 12, Main Attribute: Strength, Race Talent: Berserk."
"Standard Dark Elf Assassin Template: Strength: 12, Agility: 14, Vitality: 9, Main Attribute: Agility, Race Talent: Magic Resistance."
"Standard Human Warrior Template: Strength: 12, Agility: 8, Vitality: 10, Main Attribute: Strength, Race Talent: … None."
Strength is the power of the physical body, Agility is the combination of reflexes and balance, and Vitality is the health and sturdiness of one's life. They are all the most important attributes of close combat jobs.
In the Iron Rank, the rookies of the various races will work hard towards the standard template. Through training, they will increase their strength. That so-called Innate Divine Strength is probably a natural Strength + 2. As they work hard, they will get closer and closer to this template. When all their basic abilities reach the standard, it is time to break through to the next rank.
Why, complaining that it is unfair? Beastmen and Dark Elves have a total of 35 melee attributes, but humans only have 30, and they don't even have Race Talent? Sorry, this world has always been unfair. The natural attributes and abilities of the races are not equal. Otherwise, there would not be so many disputes and discrimination.
As the two sides work hard, the difference in talent will further increase this inequality. This is like a person walking and a person riding a horse starting at the same time. After the same amount of time, the person riding the horse will definitely run further.
For example, a normal Beastman's Strength will increase by 0.1 every level, and it will increase by 2 points at Level 20. On the other hand, a human Warrior can increase by 1 point at Level 20, which is enough to be called a good seedling for a strength-type Warrior.
Moreover, this was a comparison without considering the racial talent. The racial talent of a powerful race was usually extremely shocking.
Among warriors of the same rank, there was a huge difference in actual combat power between different races. This had become a common understanding in this world. However, in contrast, humans, the race with the worst talent, had the fastest growth rate. The more powerful a race was, the slower their growth rate would be. Dragons needed a hundred years to become youths, and elves needed two hundred years to become adults. For humans, seventy to eighty years was more than enough for them to reach the peak of their prime.
In game terms, the weaker the job or race, the lesser the experience required to level up. Using myself as an example, when I was at the initial stages of Legend-rank, the experience required for a Lich was at least three times that of a human Mage. Training from scratch was a pain.
However, due to the difficulty of breaking through each rank, this advantage wasn't much for a top-tier expert. However, to create a large number of low-tier Warriors (or cannon fodder), a mortal race like the humans had an obvious advantage. On the other hand, the Elves of the Silver Race were adept at creating a large number of middle-tier experts. The Dragons of the Gold Race might have a small population, but no one dared to look down on them.
If the Iron-rank was still the beginning of the journey and they were mainly imitating the words of their seniors, then the Warriors who had reached Bronze Body would start to train their combat skills, dig out their potential, improve themselves, and forge their own perfect War Body.
In game terms that were easy to understand, work hard to learn skills, increase talent, increase stats …
Silver Dignity. At this level, the physical body was already close to the limits of mortals. They would start to train their will, train their combat skills, and combine the power of their spirit and will to form a battle style that was most suitable for them.
In game terms, the character template had already been formed, and the increase in stats would slow down. It would be too difficult to continue grinding stats, so they could learn a few big moves to show off.
Gold Will. At this level, experts would start to combine their specialties to find a path that was suitable for them. If they could obtain a specific high-tier job and inheritance, then their growth would be even faster.
In game terms, it would be to choose a path and advance, entering the next level from the root, a new starting point.
Above that, Legend-tier would be the Soul Imprint. Saint-tier would be the Soul World. I have briefly mentioned it before, so I won't talk about it for now. Speaking of this, perhaps some people would be able to guess why Anne couldn't defeat Eliza no matter what.
Anne was a human. The amazing thing was that she was a mixed-blood human with part of the Phoenix bloodline. At the pinnacle of Gold-tier, although she didn't have any racial talents, her main attribute, Strength, had reached 19 points. At the very least, in terms of basic attributes, she had already stepped on the edge of a Legend-tier Warrior. (Different from other games in other worlds, it is very difficult to increase basic attributes in this world. However, in the later stages, 4 or 5 attribute points would make a huge difference.)
However, her opponent, Eliza, was a "Half-demon favored by the Abyss". Her racial talent was the Abyss Summoning. As long as she was willing to respond to the summoning and demonize, she would be able to obtain a huge increase in her attributes. At her current level, she was already a "Medium demonization, Strength + 12, Agility + 12, Stamina + 12, Intelligence + 12, Charm + 6, Will -6".
Just this level of increase was enough to render Anne helpless.
Eliza, who was a Demonkin, started off with 12 points of Strength. Adding on another 12 points … A Mage who was able to crush a Warrior in terms of Strength was born. Adding on the overall advantage in Agility and Stamina, it would be a joke for a monkey to defeat a dinosaur by relying on battle techniques. No matter how powerful the battle technique was, in the end, it was still a test of one's basic attributes. That was why Eliza had the ability to catch the God Sword bare-handed.
Adding on those messy body arts that I had imparted to her, as well as her self-created close-combat technique of combining magic and martial arts with ice, not to mention Anne who was at the pinnacle of Gold-tier, even a Legend-tier Xueti might not be able to win against her … As my favorite student, as a close-combat Mage, Eliza had, without a doubt, surpassed her teacher.
This was indeed unfair, but compared to Little Red's' Ancient Red Dragon Perfect Body, immune to poison, plague, and fire, increasing all attributes by 30 ', Eliza's Medium Demonification was already very reliable. I reckoned that even if she were to fully demonify, all her attributes would only increase by 20 points and her will would plummet.
Of course, there was no such thing as a free lunch in this world. The power of the Abyss of Chaos was destined to be difficult to obtain.
A lowered will would make it harder and harder for her to resist the summoning of demonification. In the end, she would completely turn into a Demon. I personally forbade her from using the 'Abyss Summoning' talent.
In fact, using the Contract Magic invented by the Devils, I added this clause into the contract between me and Eliza. Before the salary was paid and the contract was settled, I forbade her from using her physical body to instinctively demonify.
The root of the Devils and Demons is the River Styx and the two of them are unquestionably mortal enemies. This can be considered as using the power of the River Styx to resist the summoning of the River Styx. This is a method that I came up with when there was no other way, a way out when there was no other way out.
Perhaps, one day, Eliza would be like the other Demon Descendants, unable to resist the summoning of the Abyss in her bloodline. Just like my foolish younger brother, she would walk into the door leading to Hell, the Abyss, and become a resident of the Lower Plane. However, I hoped that with my obstruction, that day would be delayed indefinitely. At least, in my lifetime, I wouldn't let all of this happen.
Alright, there are always good and bad things in this world. Relying on the racial advantage of this' Half Demon ', Eliza's current battle prowess isn't inferior to the Legend-rank battle prowess that the other underground city lords are proud of.
Eliza is indeed very strong. As a human, Anne is slightly weaker. After all, she is only a 19-year-old girl. However, the strength of a Gold-rank pinnacle is enough to crush the common sense of a human. However, Adam and I aren't very satisfied. After all, in the underground world where experts are as common as clouds, a Legend-rank underground city lord is only the average standard.
Right now, both Eliza and Anne are only at the pinnacle of Gold-rank, stuck at the step of forming their own Soul Imprint …
It is hard for an outsider to help them at this step. Their Soul Imprint needs to be sharpened, regardless of whether it is in battle or in life. They need setbacks and failures to discover their own shortcomings. They need victories after bitter battles to uncover their own strengths and self-confidence. They need all kinds of experiences that can affect their lives. Naturally, the two of them are talented and their foundations were built by Adam and I. The only thing they lack is experience.
"The Dark Elves won't be easy to deal with. However, with the two SemiGods, Marguerite and Adam, backing you up, they wouldn't dare to touch you directly. Work hard, there isn't much time left … Even with me, the butterfly, causing trouble, the day when the underground world comes to an agreement to attack the surface won't be too far away. "
Alright, let's stop talking about serious matters here.
What I am going to do next, if I were to leave it to them, it wouldn't be accumulating experience but murder.
When I silently walked into the Vance City's Platinum Order Auction House, there wasn't a hubbub of noise at all. However, the moment I walked in, all of the noise disappeared.
Everyone turned their gaze towards the figure at the entrance … Because, he is too bright!
The silver Light of Order and Law surges on his robe. The SemiGod Equipment mask carries with it the dignity of judging everything. The thick yellow leather book tied to the left of his waist shines with the unique Lines of Law unique to God Equipment. That worn-out gavel on his waist is also filled with the brilliance of the Power of Law. Obviously, it is also a SemiGod Equipment or above.
A God Equipment and 3 SemiGod Equipment. Even a true God would be moved. It would be weird if he doesn't get robbed when he goes out. Perhaps, the entire underground dragon city would be mobilized for him.
"Hmph, I just want to dazzle you all."
However, even a fool would know that those who would bring such equipment out must be extremely stubborn.
However, there are always fellows who wish to get lucky. The next moment, 2 little thieves who were forced by their superior to step out walk out from the shadows and approach my side.
"Incantation of Law: Judgement." My luck isn't bad. This unlucky fellow who is so red that it is almost black seems to have done something extremely atrocious within a few hours. Thus …
"Incantation of Law: Death Penalty – Hanging!" Under the 6-circle Death Sentence, an invisible noose hangs him in mid-air. Then, it is time for the sinner to repent before he spits out his tongue …
As the Power of Law that only targets sinners, in the face of this 6-circle Incantation of Law (Gold-rank), this pitiful Silver-rank thief doesn't even have the time to scream before he walks into death.
In front of the perverted corpse, another unlucky fellow collapses onto the floor. He is also scared to the point of peeing his pants. After all, he didn't even have the time to react before his old partner mysteriously dies in front of him. Not only that, he dies so tragically.
The death of the scout is within the expectations of those who are observant. However, for him to die in such a bizarre manner, no one is able to predict it. The blankness that represents the unknown is always the color that people are most wary of.
Ignoring the lucky fellow who thinks that he survived because he didn't commit any crimes in the past few hours, I walk to the front of the auction house's counter. Wherever I go, it is as though Moses is parting the ocean.
"I am here to auction a God Equipment."
Everyone's gaze is on me. The moment I finish my words, it causes a huge commotion. The auction hall that was eerily quiet just a moment ago is suddenly filled with buzzing discussions and exclamations.
Of course, they would be shocked. Not to mention a God Equipment, even a SemiGod Equipment or even a Myth-ranked God Equipment would cause a terrifying storm and leave a mark in history. As for auctioning a God Equipment, it is destined to become history.
"Ahhhh … Auction? Alright, alright, you want to auction a God Equipment? God Equipment? God Equipment?! Are you sure!!! "
The eyes of this pitiful Centaur lady are sparkling as she rambles incoherently. She looks as though she can't accept reality and her face crumbles.
"Un, a God Equipment. Congratulations to your auction house. This should be the first auction of a God Equipment in the Underground World. Your Platinum Order Auction House is destined to leave your name in history."
That Centaur lady doesn't care whether she will leave a mark in history or not. The moment she hears that she is really going to sell a God Equipment, her eyes roll back and she collapses to the ground.
"God Equipment = Very valuable = Many people would snatch it = If you break it a little, you won't be able to pay for it in your entire life = You will be captured to be a slave = You will be sold by evil people in the slave market = All kinds of embarrassing encounters …" This is the equation that appears in Centaur Anya's mind in an instant …
"I don't want to be sold as a slave and then XXXX." Thus, this lass with a rich imagination faints on the ground due to her brain overheating.
… This kind of matter of a big shot is a little too difficult for her, a country bumpkin who only left her hometown 3 months ago due to her obsession with transmigration novels.
"Slave? Who? I am not Beifeng, I won't be interested in you. "
Even I didn't expect to encounter such a situation. What is going on with this lass? Why does her expression change so much? In an instant, everything appears and she even cries out such a dirty joke …
But now that she, the auctioneer, faints, what should I do? Return directly?
"Lord, Lord. I … Please leave it to me. I am the manager here, Carlos. This is my name card. "
A well-dressed Gnome runs over. However, looking at his blood-red eyes and messy clothes, it is apparent that he just received the notice and came in a hurry.
"Are you auctioning this book?"
Looks like as the manager of this auction house, Carlos knows a thing or two about goods. He knows that around a God Equipment, there are usually Lines of Regulation that it represents.
However, I shake my head and snap my fingers.
A skeleton soldier walked out from behind me. It held a black wooden box in its hand.
Then, the box is opened …
In the next second, the entire hall is lit up by starlight. Carlos even thinks that the box contains a star that has just been plucked, until the light dissipates …
It is a black Scepter. It is simple and unadorned. There are traces of scorch and ice cracks on it. It is filled with the dust of history and the only thing that shines is the silver gems on it.
Starlight jumps between the various gems. The light has its own rhythm, as though it is a living creature that is breathing.
In front of the star-like gems on the Scepter, the expensive and extravagant Mermaid Oil Everlasting Lamp of the auction house is as worthless as a Kobold candle.
"God Equipment, it is definitely a God Equipment. That starlight is its Line of Regulation … Wait, it is a Scepter!! It is a Scepter!! "Suddenly, Carlos's face steels. The ear-piercing shriek of the Gnome reverberates in the hall.
Looks like I have achieved the first step of my goal. For an existence who carries 3 SemiGod Equipment and a God Equipment with him, if he were to take out another God Equipment, most people would subconsciously think that it is the real one.
"Yong … Eternal Night!!!! … "He forcefully swallowed the rest of his words. He finally knows how valuable the auction item in front of him is. It is at least the weight of an empire! He is starting to envy the rookie who fainted. He wants to just faint and be done with it.
"Yes, Eternal Night Scepter." I mercilessly shatter his last hope and look playfully at the despairing Gnome.
"… Eternal Night Scepter?"
My voice isn't loud but with everyone staring at us, this is enough. Very quickly, the news of the reappearance of the Eternal Night Scepter spreads across the entire hall.
Most of the people are first shocked before revealing greedy joy. In the end, it turns into fear …
"Gather everyone and leave quickly. Something big is going to happen here!"
"Go, go, go. Kay isn't willing to leave? Fine, let's go and let this fool die here. "
God Equipment is something that can only be used if one is alive. Going by the rules of the underground world, fools who don't possess treasures will die sooner or later. When the news of the reappearance of the Scepter spreads, countless top powers will swarm over. By then, it would be too late to escape.
Of course, there are fools and those who would risk their lives for riches. Quite a number of people walk out in a line but there are some who stay behind. They are afraid that the thief died too mysteriously, so they don't dare to make a move.
I don't care about those who have the intention but don't have the guts to spy on me. Instead, I smile at the trembling Gnome who is holding the Scepter.
"There are only two conditions for the auction. Firstly, the auction will be held 30 days later at 3 in the afternoon. All individuals and powers are allowed to participate. Secondly, if the auction item is lost, I want you to compensate me with 20 top-notch underground cities including 'Meer Oasis', 'Cloud Water Tank' and 'Flying Dragon City'."
"What … Compensate, compensate, your underground city? I … How can there be an underground city … Meer, I understand, the Lion King's!!! You are here for the Lion King! "
Alright, the eyes of this pitiful Gnome roll back and he follows in the footsteps of his subordinate.
He had indeed stated my goal. Of course, I was here for Shou. If I wanted to open an auction house in this city, how could I not have a backer? And the backer of this auction house was the Beastman Emperor Shou Nuya. Those underground cities that I had mentioned were also his property!
Hearing the name of the Underground Autarch, a portion of the 'audience' regains their rationality and instinctive fear and they choose to leave. Sometimes, knowing too much can also be the cause of death.
"Aiyo, fainting again. Is there anyone else who can manage this?"
The workers who are affected by my gaze either avoid my gaze or fall to the ground and play dead …
"Haha, isn't this Wumianzhe? Long time no see. Are you here for an auction? Alright, we will accept this deal. "
A boorish figure walks in from the door accompanied by loud laughter. Before he even entered, his voice reverberates in the hall.
It is still the same appearance as when I saw him outside Sulfur Mountain City. The one-eyed old lion has thick fur and his muscles are well-developed but not exaggerated. The scorpion tail at the back of his head drags all the way to the ground. That normal-looking black leather armor set is actually a Legendary-tier equipment that can't be bought with money.
At this moment, the old Scorpion-tailed Lion Beast Emperor is laughing cheerfully in his own territory, as though he doesn't care about the crushing defeat and the loss of his army at all.
"Aiyo, old thing, you actually didn't die. As expected of a man who can use his own personal army as a meat shield. It is just that your skin is thick. You managed to escape with your life and you still dare to appear in front of me. Aren't you afraid that I will kill you? "
One shouldn't expose others' shortcomings when fighting but I insist on doing so. In an instant, the old lion's face contorts.
War is the extension of politics and all influential figures care about face. Under normal circumstances, no matter how intense the fight between underground city lords is, if there is a chance to sit together in public, they will give face to the other party and converse nicely. This is probably the first time he met an opponent who doesn't give face. In an instant, his face steels.
Under normal circumstances, that is indeed the case … But why should I give face to this bastard!!
The old lion holds the sword hilt behind his back with both hands but then, he is dazzled by the godly equipment on my body.
Shou recalls the Forbidden Spell that affects the entire city, that formless and majestic Heaven's Eye, as though it is prepared to judge everything. Even the Beastman Emperor is a little fearful and he is unable to make the determination to fight with his life on the line.
"Lord!! There is a non-war agreement in Vance City! "
Noticing his master's hesitation, a Fox Beastman wearing a mage robe steps forward. He seems to be reminding his master to pay attention to the rules of this city but in reality, he is giving his boss a way out.
With someone persuading him, slowly, Shou's face relaxes and he loosens his grip on the sword hilt.
Of course, a neutral city restricts non-war but there are also arenas for settling personal grudges. Furthermore, these Underground Autarchs who are used to being unreasonable, when have they ever cared about rules?
But what happens next is a commotion in the surroundings. They don't dare to believe that the invincible Beastman Emperor would be humiliated. Could it be that the rumor that the Beastman Emperor led his army on an expedition but was defeated in a remote area is true?
Going by Shou's style of doing things in the past, the fact that he didn't flare up in the face of the insults is enough to prove that the rumor is true and the reputation of this Beastman Emperor is severely damaged!
But what happens next is that the one-eyed Beastman Emperor glances at the surroundings, causing all of the restless people to stop in their tracks … Even if this rumor is true, there is a possibility that it might be spread out. If Shou were to misunderstand that he was the one who spread the rumor, then he would really die an unjust death.
The one-eyed Beastman Emperor suppresses his anger. However, it is obviously impossible for him to come into contact with this' scoundrel 'in front of him. Thus, the Fox Beastman steps forward once again under the signal of his eyes.
"Those who do business are guests. Naturally, we should treat them with a smile, even if that guest is an unwelcome guest. Lord Wumianzhe, don't you think so?" These words aren't humble, they aren't sarcastic and at the same time, they are very humorous and on point. I also laugh, seemingly skipping over the insults I said just now.
If there is a ladder, then let's go. After all, I am here today to set up a trap, not to fall out with him.
"That is to say, my auction list, have you all accepted it?"
"Yes, of course we have."
"Alright, then let's sign the contract and use mine."
The little fox takes over the goatskin contract and his face turns pale on the spot. On it, it isn't the common language but the Devil's Language of Hell. This is a contract that belongs to the Devil.
The conditions written on it are exactly what I said. Firstly, the auction will be held 30 days later. Secondly, after losing it, you have to compensate me with 20 underground cities. The only difference is that there is a restrictive clause. If these 2 conditions aren't fulfilled, the person who signs the contract will fall into the River Styx, never to rise again.
To humans and Beastmen, swearing on the River Styx is no different from swearing on the sun. In any case, it doesn't have any effect at all. However, to the Malevolent Gods, Demons and Devils who live in the Lower Plane, their power and life comes from the River Styx. If they were to go against the River Styx that they made, even the Spider Queen Rose would turn into a small spider.
Of course, the reason why I took out this contract is to make it clear that this Beastman Emperor is just a Demon wearing the skin of a Beastman …
The little fox shakily passes the contract to Shou before being sent flying by the furious Beastman Emperor.
But holding onto the contract, he hesitates. The power behind him is very interested in this scepter and if he were to let it go …
"If you don't accept the deal, I will give it to the Black Pearl Auction House next door." I increase the price at the right moment.
Behind that Black Pearl Auction House is another Underground Autarch, Ainsterna.Eduar. The power behind him is the Devils. No matter from their background or the fact that they are fighting for the leadership of the Underground Alliance, Shou and Ainsterna are destined to be enemies.
"If Ainsterna were to hold the auction and form an alliance with Sulfur Mountain City, then it would be 3 vs 2. Molly isn't reliable at all … No, the worst case scenario is that he uses those 30 days to uncover the secret of the Eternal Night Scepter."
But then, Shou naturally thinks that if Ainsterna can uncover the secret of the scepter, why can't he? Even if the Dark Shaman under him isn't much of an expert in this aspect, he still has Magi under him. If it really doesn't work … he can still seek help from the one behind him!
"No … If I really uncover the secret of Lord Yongye's strength, then I can become the second Lord Yongye. Would I still need the support of that existence?"
In front of the treasure, countless desires surge in the back of my head. In the end, it turns into a single sentence.
"I will sign it. But before signing, I want to inspect the goods."
"Of course."
Thus, I tried my best to stifle my laughter. Why? No matter how those Mages do it, those 'Yes', 'Yes' and 'True' really make me want to laugh.
Before I left with the signed contract, I left with this sentence.
"You, might regret it."
As expected, what followed behind is the furious roar of a lion.
"The Beastman Emperor never regrets!!"
Alright, I will continue to stifle my laughter …
That night, I heard that the Old Lion was cooped up in his study room for an entire night. Along the way, he killed 7 tacticians, 8 Mages and 6 Dark Shamans, including that little fox. When he came out, he kept muttering to himself, "I have clearly heard the call, how do I activate it?"
That night, I heard that after the Old Lion's auction house suffered from countless attacks, he moved to the army camp. But he still suffered from over 30 bandits, 5 military mutinies and 4 sneak attacks from other underground city lords …
That night, it is said that countless underground city lords started to rush to Vance, preparing to attend the auction 30 days later. Of course, the ones moving along with them can't be counted as their army.
That night, it is said that all of the Necromancers and bandits went crazy. The passageway to Vance was filled with all kinds of dangerous people. At the same time, someone sent a report saying that they saw an Undead Lord from the surface world in the underground passageway.
It is said that on the second day, the Old Lion's hair turned white overnight and he aged by 10 years …
As for me, I look at the sky that is slowly turning white, waiting for the arrival of dawn.
"The wind is finally blowing, but, this is just the beginning."
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