After three days Drake finally reached the gates of the black castle. It was a tiring trip that weighed on him mentally, but at last he finally made it.The castle was as imposing as it looked from afar. That said, after spending nearly a week flying toward it he no longer felt as amazed as before. He could only wonder what kind if magic destroyed space so that the construction would look close from afar but took longer to get to it once one tried to approach.Shaking the thought out of his head Drake looked at the gate once more, took a deep breath then walked a step forward."HALT!" A voice thundered from above. Drake looked up and saw something falling toward him so he jumped back the ground quaked the next moment as it hit the spot where he was standing. Once the dust settled an armored figure was revealed. It was a man wrapped in steel plate from head to toe with a large halberd in his arms. His chest plate had what looked like a symbol depicting the head of a dragon."YOU DARE
Drake followed behind the maid named Randa as she led him through the hallways of the castle. Just like the outside, the walls from the inside were covered in a black color. He noticed that most of the paintings, curtains and decorations had red as their primary color. If the Dragonspears were trying to achieve a certain aesthetic then they had achieved that.Along the way the two passed several maids and servants who would always step aside and bow their heads. At first Drake wondered if the maid was someone important that deserved their respect, however he soon realized that he was the one they were bowing for.The two soon arrived at a large set of stairs covered in aa red carpet. In front of them was a white haired old man dressed in a black suit. Randa stopped before him and bowed her head, after which he spoke."Good work, Randa. I will take it from here." Though his voice was heard to Drake it only looked like the old man's mustache had moved slightly. The maid bowed once agai
Waking up Drake found himself in the embrace of a really soft bed. It took him a few seconds before his mind suddenly snapped and he jumped out opening the main menu of his system.A few seconds later his sighed in relief. The inventory and other features were still there. He hadn't thought about it until it happened, but the removal of the redacted title could've meant that the system would revert back to the original type 01 which was much more basic And lacked a lot of tools.He checked his inventory making sure that Lily's Soul was still there, only then did he sigh in relief. Turns out that even if those people are capable of messing with the system they didn't bother taking his stuff. "Oh! You're finally up!" A cheerful voice said. Hearing ot caused Drake's mood to immediately sour.Standing at the door with a huge grin on his face was none other than the red haired boy Rollo. He looked to be in quite the good mood, his grin extending from ear to ear. "The fuck do you want?" D
"By the way, what number is your Soul Essence counter at?" Rollo asked. "One of the qualities of a Starless Night is that it can steal the Essence from other living creatures. After that happened in the Ouroboros' capital I'm sure your counter is in the millions."Drake opened his system and went to the workshop. Looking at the counter at the top right corner of the small rectangular he squinted his eyes trying to count the number of digits."It says twenty five billion five hundretwenty three million two hundred twenty tow thousand nine hundred ninety three."The red haired boy suddenly stopped walking and turned around."What?" "That's the number it's saying…" Rollo was silent for a few seconds, the shock visible on his face. "That's probably enough to push you to max level straight away." He said, placing a hand on his chin as he thought. "Maybe you killed other challenges with SSS grade Souls?"Dragon's Head was the location for the secon round of the Selection, which meant the
Thirty Minutes in. Drake was getting desperate. Rollo had yet to break a sweat. He moved around swinging and stabbing his spear all forcing Drake into dodge and parry not giving him a single second to catch his breath. Sometimes the blade of his weapon would graze Drake's skin leaving scratches and cuts. By the time they were nearing their sparing he was bleeding all over the place."Alright then." Rollo said, looking down at Drake who was on his knees panting for air. "Let's make this quick."Drake slowly lifted his head. All he saw was a blur passing in front of him and the next thing he felt was a sharp pain in his neck. He dropped his weapon and held his hands to the source of the pain. When he looked at them he noticed the red color flowing down his arms.His heart was beating irregularly as he realized the situation he was in.[SYSTEM ALERT][You have suffered damage beyond your current capabilities. Due to the nature of the injury the effect of title 《survivor》 has been neutr
After having dinner Drake returned to his room and threw himself on the bed. He was far more exhausted than he had thought. Returning from the dead was far more tiring than ome might think so he was glad Rollo had spared him any more training after he woke up. As his consciousness began to fade he remembered the conversation they had earlier. It was mostly about the title Rollo granted him and why it was redacted. The answer he had received was shocking to say the least."What do you mean you dont know?" Drake asked."It means just that, I don't know." The boy said with a shrug. "If I remember right it was something the founder of the Dragonspears came up with. You saw its description, right? It doesn't say anything about the effects and only tells that you are a oart of the family.""You mean this ancestor of yours created it, didn't bother to tell you what it does yet you still give it to people?" "Pretty much. We do know a few things though. Like how those who have it are unable
When Drake opened his eyes he found himself in a familiar place, though he wasn't able to tell for sure until he took a look around.It was the same cavern he had found himself the first time he had arrived to this world. The only difference being that no men dressed in black cloaks were around.Lifting himself up he noticed the Shadowy figure was still there standing silently in front of him. Drake immediately jumped away and took out his black sword cauting it with the dark flames of Void Slash not knowing whether it will be effective against the fog like creature or not."We have no time." The Shadow spoke, his yellow slit like eyes narrowing a little. "Listen to what I have to say.""That's funny. Cause I wanted to have a talk with you as well." Drake replied, not letting his guard down.He was waiting for the right moment to attack, all while wondering whether he should really do it. If he really is in the same tunnels under mount Icewyrm then he was in some really big trouble. T
"GOD FUCKING DAMN IT DRAKE! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING!!!" The shadow was really pissed off. He had barely managed to teleport them outside the cave before it collapsed. Now they were in the field with the new Frost King's corpse Rollo had killed a while ago."You could've gotten us both killed!" The shadow went on, berating Drake for his unreasonable actions. Drake didn't give him much thought, gripping his sword and preparing to continue his attacks."What the fuck do you think you're doing!!?""I don't? Killing the bastard who's trying to use my dead brother to make me do something?" Drake said, cauting his blade with the black flames."I am your brother!" The shadow said. "Well, I did die and got reborn so I guess you have a point. But it's really me! You gotta believe me!""Yeah right." Drake went on to attack, swinging his sword again and again. "You're still as crazy as ever." The shadow said, swooshing here and there avoiding the flurry of attacks. "Did you like this world? Vi