Chapter 119 Skill Points
[Demon Lords draw their Power from their Sin.]
[And the Land the Demon Lord rules over will be impacted by that Sin.]
'How so?'
[The simplest example would be the Lord of Sloth.]
[Those living under his rule would be impacted by Sloth, one way or another.]
[The degree to which they are impacted varies, just like the effects.]
'Those living under his rule... What about those who pass through the region?'
[They might be affected too.]
'Okay... That's a lot to take in. It's possible that all those in the region are affected... Can't imagine how much Mana that would take.'
[It is the Demon Lord and the Sin's Authority.]
'Authority?'
[That is what Titles confer.]
[Just like you have Authority over your Underlings, a Demon Lord has Authority over those living in the region he possesses.]
'When you say it like that... I guess it makes sense.'
[That's all I wanted to discuss.]
[Any questions?]
Mark thought for a bit.
'Just the one.'
[Ask away.]
'Think I'm ready to fight the Guardian?'
[Preparing more can't hurt.]
'Yes, I know. I'll think a bit more about my Skills, about how to use my Skill Points, and train a bit more with the Berserker Skill. I guess I could use the remaining Underling Evolution Pills too. But other than that... I'm running out of ideas.'
[That should be enough.]
'So I'm not ready right now.'
[Do you want the honest answer?]
'Sure.'
[I think you are ready.]
[Your Underlings can hold their own.]
[If you have that Corrupted Dark Elf helping, it'll be simpler.]
Mark scratched his head.
'That's a relief.'
[Just don't get overconfident.]
[Don't act the same way you did against the Corrupted Dark Elf Berserker.]
[Don't overprotect your Underlings.]
[Think as rationally as you can.]
[And make sure to keep your Titles in check.]
'Yeah, alright. I'll try.'
[Make sure you keep your Titles in check.]
'Okay, I get it. I don't need you to repeat it.'
[Anything else on your mind?]
'Not right now.'
[I'll check back in with you before you enter the Boss Room.]
[Until then, you're on your own.]
[Your Title "Gaavah's Follower" falls into a silent slumber.]
'Huh.'
Mark stood motionless for a bit.
'She was nicer than usual...'
Both his Underlings were seated. Their chins lay on the ground.
Mark sat too.
'Is Nia even a she?'
He sat silently for a bit.
'I'll have to discuss the outside with Elisa.'
A minute later, Mark called out his Skill List.
[The following list of Skills is a temporary representation of both your Skills and their Ranks:
Passive Skills:
Slash[F+] - Pierce[F+] - Night Vision[F+] - Underwater Propolsion[E] - Water Resistance [E] - Poison Resistance[E] - Intimidating Stare[E] - Swift Aerial Maneuvering[E+] - Weightless Steps[D] - Water Pressure Resistance[D] - Heat Resistance[D] - Tail Lengthening[D+] - Fire Hide [C+] - Superior Kinetic Vision[B] - Earth-Shattering Tail Flick[B+] - Venom Regulation[B+] - Cold Resistance[A] - Fire Resistance[A].
Magic Skills:
Freeze[E] - Staggering Thunder[E+] - Electric Fire Bomb[D] - Bone Manipulation [D+] - Golem Armor[D+] - Great Fire Ball[D+] - Corrupting Javelin[C-] - Venomous Wings[C-] - Ice Dome [C] - Blinding Sand[C] - Impenetrable Barrier[C] - Frozen Land[C+] - Wind Blast[B] - Aura Manipulation[B] - Golem Hold[B+] - Earth Manipulation[B+] - Flame Of Chaos[B+] - Dark Corrupting Spear[A] - Mana Manipulation[A] - Mana Condensation [A] - Freezing Winter[A+] - Purgatory's Undead Troup[A+] - Fire Control[S] - Advanced Body Reconstruction[S] - Devouring Architecture[S].]
'The Ranks are all fucked. The Sub-Skills aren't here. Mm... Whatever. How many Skill Points was it?'
[You currently possess 2 Skill Points.]
'That's it, huh?'
[Your Title "Evolving Monster" is looking at you.]
Mark stared at the message for a bit.
'Think you could make some more?'
[Your Title "Evolving Monster" says it thought you would never ask!]
[Your Title "Evolving Monster" is burning through your Evolution Points.]
[Your Title "Evolving Monster" is looking at the Dungeon Master.]
'Huh?'
[The Dungeon Master has given permission.]
'Nia?'
[Your Title "Evolving Monster" has managed to create 2 Skill Points!]
'Well...'
Mark couldn't help but chuckle.
'If I knew it was this easy.'
[Your Title "Evolving Monster" warns you that making Skill Points won't be possible outside the Dungeon.]
'What? Why not?'
[Your Title "Evolving Monster" says that it will only be able to create Skill Points attached to certain Magic Types.]
'Huh? As in... If devour Monsters that can use Fire Magic, I'll get... Fire Skill Points?'
[Your Title "Evolving Monster" nods.]
[Your Title "Devourer" laughs out loud!]
[Your Title "Devourer" mocks your "Evolving Monster" Title.]
'Alright, that's enough bullshit for today.'
Mark thought deeply about what Skills he wanted to make stronger.
'If I use one on my Purgatory's Undead Troup, I doubt it would get rid of the Conditions... Or would it?'
[Your Title "Evolving Monster" says that it probably wouldn't.]
'Mm... The Guardian will probably use Wind Magic. Or perhaps all four Elements. What's the right Magic Skill to counter Wind Magic-'
"Looks like you're in need of help. What's on your mind, Monster?" A cheeky voice resonated.
...
Some time earlier,
"Agh... I'm so bored." A half-naked Elisa complained.
The next second, a light-headed Moonlit Feline walked up the stairs and entered the room.
"Hey, you!" She ran and lifted the Moonlit Feline. "Sooo good to see you. You have no idea how happy I am to... Wait, you look sick. Don't tell me you're about to throw up?"
Nod-
Elisa hurriedly put the Moonlit Feline to the ground.
It didn't throw up.
Krista had assumed that the voyage inside the Leviathan's mouth would only last for the duration of the underwater Third Floor.
She was mistaken, and ended up deathly dizzy.
The Moonlit Feline lay on the ground for a bit, unmoving.
"You good? Hey? Good? You okay? Everything alright?" Elisa gently poked the Moonlit Feline's stomach repeatedly.
Realizing that rest was never an option, Krista stood back up.
She turned towards the staircase, and moved her head in its direction.
"Want me to follow you?"
Krista nodded and started walking away.
"Where to? You look pretty sick, so how about I carry you on the way there? You can still-"
The dizzy Moonlit Feline ran away before Elisa could finish her sentence.