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Chapter 557

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"How many do you have?"

It was a question that came out of nowhere, but it received a reply from the void.

[411.]

"Tsk, these guys are so poor."

I felt rather helpless. It had already been three days since I started killing, but there were still so few points. Just how long would it take for me to kill them all?

[Although the individuals here are far stronger than in the mortal plane, their intelligence is far too low. They don't even have any social connections, and there are far too few connections. Naturally, they'll receive far too little karma.]

The Goddess of Death's System gave me an explanation. It would seem that if I wanted to obtain Fate Points, it wouldn't be worth it to continue staying in the swamp. Perhaps I should start looking at the major figures with far more connections, such as the Demon Lords of the various levels of the Chaos Abyss.

Previously, I had asked my System how I could swiftly become stronger as if I had a cheat code.

At the time, her answer was rather vague.

[… There are always losses for every gain. If you want to become stronger as if you have a cheat code, you'll need to pay an equivalent price. That's probably the most important thing to you, the thing that you've been persisting on for so long …]

[… Think it over. Cavendish is the Child of the Chaos Abyss. Aren't you the same as well …]

I was no idiot. That was enough of a hint. Back in the day, I had relied on harvesting lives to obtain Fate Points, which allowed me to swiftly grow stronger and become an Undead Emperor. My System was simply telling me to toss aside my conscience and do it again. However, this time, the target of my harvest would likely be the eternal bloody battlefields.

"How much longer will it take to exchange for the 'shell' of my first sword?"

[That sword?]

"The one with the strongest attack."

This was only my second opportunity to become a SemiGod in my four lives. And this time, my body was complete. I wouldn't be satisfied with just barely becoming a "SemiGod".

I had powerful racial talents and physical body, countless combat experience, countless accumulated Concepts, and limitless knowledge. This time, I was determined to become a SemiGod.

I had already made countless plans for my future. If I succeeded, everything I obtained at the Myth rank would give me enough confidence to face any opponent.

For ordinary Myth-ranked individuals, setting a goal to become stronger would only be the beginning. They would need to continuously gather resources and make repeated experiments in order to make progress. Finally, they would reach their goal one step at a time. This included countless experiments that were destined to fail and return empty-handed.

The only difference between me and other Myth-ranked individuals was that not only did I have relatively complete blueprints, I also had plenty of Concepts. Plus, I didn't have to worry about my body being destroyed by overly powerful Concepts, so it was possible for me to mess around a little.

Now, with the System's help to cheat by exchanging Karma Points for the materials he lacked and repeatedly calculating the compatibility between the Concept and the materials, success on the first try was completely within his expectations. The growth period would definitely be greatly shortened.

As for how far I could shorten the time, that would depend on how shameless I was. As long as I had enough Karma Points, I could exchange them for materials like crazy, and I would be able to complete my advancement within a few years.

"Should I still choose to be a swordsman?"

"Strictly speaking, a Spellblade."

Harloys was a little depressed. Unlike when he was joking, the magic professor was really in a bad mood.

Choosing a "Myth-ranked weapon" for a Myth-ranked warrior would also mean choosing his future combat style. She was a pure mage, yet she still ended up becoming a swordsman who specialized in melee combat. This naturally hurt her quite a bit.

"There's no helping it. Only a Spellblade job class that specializes in melee combat will be able to bring out my full potential. Besides, I won't have the endless undead who can act as meat shields for me. Considering my future enemies, it'll be far too dangerous to be a cannon mage. I won't be able to deal with a battle mage who can cast spells at the frontlines. "

I hadn't chosen the Spellblade job class out of impulsiveness. My physical body's incredibly balanced stats had long since pointed me in the right direction.

The Four Elemental Swordcaster job class had given countless people the chance to become mages. From a different standpoint, it was also a job class that had been created specifically for me.

Spellblades had always been an unpopular job class in the past because they required far too much accumulation. Not only did they need to be talented in magic, but they also needed to be skilled in martial arts. If they were truly thrown onto the battlefield, it would often be "1 + 1 = 1".

In order to cast spells, a Spellblade couldn't wear heavy armor, which would make it impossible for them to become a qualified meat shield. In order to engage in melee combat, they wouldn't be able to prepare powerful magic spells for long periods of time, which would make it impossible for them to become a qualified cannon. Practicing both magic and martial arts would mean that both magic and martial arts would be useless. Working hard on magic for several decades would only be able to add a few buff spells to oneself. That wouldn't be worth it at all.

Meanwhile, the Four Elemental Swordcaster job class saved magic swordsmen a great deal of time, greatly reducing their training time. They could focus more on how to use their magic swords in order to increase their combat strength.

The intelligence of the masses was limitless. With enough magic swordsmen, this job class had countless tricks up its sleeve. There were even many different branches of the job class. There were those who specialized in certain elemental sword seals and how to improve them. They would be similar to mages in battle. There were also those who specialized in sword seals. They would be similar to spirit swordsmen who used magic swords to sweep over their enemies. There were also those who used magic swords as controllers to control all sorts of magical machinery.

Every branch of the job class would have several dozen or even several hundred combat techniques and unique magic spells. To me, all of this was an astonishing amount of wealth and experience from my predecessors.

"Although it's indeed a bad habit to let others be my guinea pigs, it's all thanks to them that the Four Elemental Swordcaster job class has truly been perfected. I can now rest assured that I can continue down this path."

From a different standpoint, all the Four Elemental Swordcasters were my guinea pigs. Their intelligence and hard work helped open up this path for me. Since I had multiple magical attributes, I now had the foundation to reach the top.

Since I chose to be a magic swordsman, I would naturally choose to create a sword for my Myth-ranked weapon class. This had already become the norm for swordsmen and magic swordsmen.

What I needed was to transform everything I had learned into the strongest magic sword in the world. Then, I would use the combat techniques and fighting styles I had learned from human intelligence in order to make the most of the magic sword's power.

The magic swordsman job class gave me the ability to use multiple magic swords. The Concept of multiple magic swords in my inventory also made me intend to create several more magic swords. Unfortunately, it was quite difficult to obtain materials at my level.

"How long will it take to create just the outer shell of an offensive magic sword that represents the 'Soul of the Dead'?"

[Your design is ridiculous. Although theoretically, that magic sword's attack power will be enough to break all history records, the requirements for the materials needed to create the 'Soul of the Dead' magic sword are far too high. A conservative estimate would be that you'll need at least 200,000 Fate Points to exchange for materials.]

Tsk, that's so expensive. That's enough for me to revive twice.

[Is it possible to lower the requirements?]

"No, that's not possible. That's my ace in the hole. Theoretically speaking, one less will reduce the attack power by at least half."

Considering that I could be ambushed and hunted down at any moment, it was only natural that I would need to create my trump card first.

I did some calculations and found that I wasn't far off. I only needed about 190,588 Fate Points …

"How many Fate Points does this dragon have?"

I looked over the napping Hakas with malicious intent. However, my System's answer made me feel rather helpless.

[A dragon that's a shut-in that has no contact with the outside world would have a maximum Fate Points of 450. It would be better to keep it as a means of transportation.]

"Is there no other way?"

[There is. If you find more materials, you'll be able to exchange for less Fate Points. Since it's a sword of the dead and negative energy, you'll naturally need to find the undead and obtain some materials. There are undead in the Chaos Abyss as well. I know someone who should be able to satisfy your needs. He doesn't live far away from you.]

I thought about it. The Chaos Abyss was a demon's abyss, after all. There really weren't that many planes with undead here. As for a high-level undead that could satisfy my requirements …

"The Most Ancient One? I'll go with him. If you want me to kill myself, just tell me. "

[You're the one who came up with this blueprint. It's up to you whether you want to go or not. I remember that he lives on the 112th floor. It's not that far away. You can go and have a chat with him.]

I could only smile wryly. Did this count as me digging a pit for myself to jump into?

The Most Ancient One, or perhaps I should call him the most ancient demon, was nicknamed the "Hibernator". He was a Gold Species from the first generation.

As an ancient artifact from the same generation as Aillé, or perhaps I should call him Aillé's senior, Hakas had experienced all the Mythological Wars. Nowadays, he spent most of his time in his own dimension watering his plants. He had long since retired, and even his true name as a demon had been forcefully erased by someone with ulterior motives.

Only a single example would be needed to prove Hakas' abilities. His most famous experience was that he had deduced the undead summoning magic from the natural undead, which created the entire undead species. Previously, I mentioned that undead magic had been invented by demons, and that this inventor was none other than Hakas himself!

It was impossible to verify whether or not Hakas was a Main God. That was because even the most ancient history books didn't have any records of Hakas fighting. However, judging from the other Demon Lords' attitudes towards Hakas, it was likely that Hakas was a Main God. After all, the Chaos Abyss had no tradition of respecting the elderly and loving the young.

"… Shall we try out the other three magic swords first?"

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