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Revenant's Slaughter: The Reaper System Southern Dark Woods
Atticus couldn't help but be impressed by the display that each participant had put on. There, the power they wielded due to their cultivation base was enough to awe most students. But for Atticus, it was their ingenious use of spells that truly resonated. He watched, captivated, as Elara attempted to conjure a miniature sun, Anya nurtured the scorched earth back to life with water magic, and Kai sculpted a miniature world with precise air manipulation. Each showcased a unique approach, a testament to their strategic thinking and deep understanding of their chosen element.However, Atticus couldn't afford to be swept away by the spectacle for long. The Task Force training in the combat faculty beckoned, and with a final glance at the arena, he weaved through the dispersing crowd.The familiar bustle of the combat faculty greeted him. Sunlight streamed through the arched windows, illuminating training dummies and students locked in mock combat. A figure detached itself from the edge o
Revenant's Slaughter: The Reaper System Southern Dark woods 2
The unearthly shriek echoed through the dense foliage, sending a ripple of disquietude through Atticus. Master Wei, his weathered face grim under the flickering lantern light, raised a hand for silence."That," he stated, his voice low and gravelly, "is the sound of a spectral demon. Remember your training. Remain focused, maintain composure, and eliminate the threat."Atticus nodded curtly . Fear was a luxury he couldn't afford in these tenebrous woods and he doubted that such low level spectral demons could actually incite such reaction from him, but he still stayed alert either way, in case of any unexpected occurrence. He glanced at Xu Hua, her expression unreadable in the dim light. "Split up!" boomed Master Wei, his voice cutting through the chaos. "Cover more ground! Eliminate as many demons as possible!"Understanding the advantage of a pincer attack, the students divided into their several teams.Atticus looked at the team and ordered."Chen yi, move with Li Wei to the North
Revenant's Slaughter: The Reaper System The Harbinger
The brawl between the creature and the spectral demons intensified. The clearing became a whirlwind of claws, fangs, and spectral energy. Despite being outnumbered, the creature remained a whirlwind of destruction. Its massive claws ripped through spectral forms with sickening ease, the air thick with the stench of burnt flesh and otherworldly essence.Xu Hua, perched on the rock formation, watched in morbid fascination. The sheer brutality of the fight was both horrifying and strangely captivating. But as the battle raged on, she noticed a shift in tactics. The spectral demons, previously content with swarming the creature, began to target specific areas – its exposed flanks, the gaping wound on its neck. Their attacks, though still ineffective in terms of damage, held a newfound precision.This confirmed her suspicions. These weren't mindless puppets. They were being controlled by an unseen entity, one that was analyzing the creature's fighting style, searching for weaknesses. A col
Revenant's Slaughter: The Reaper System The Harbinger (2)
"So you see," the Harbinger boomed, its voice echoing off the damp walls of the chamber, "you can't escape what's coming. Why don't you just surrender yourself to me? You possess something I desperately need." Its crimson eyes glowed with an insatiable greed.Atticus gritted his teeth, the pain from the ordeal with the spectral demons a dull throb in his muscles. His dantian, the wellspring of his power, felt like a parched desert. He had nothing left to fuel his spirit qi or demonic energy techniques. All he had was his sword and his unwavering will."There's no reason for me to believe you blindly," he retorted, his voice hoarse but defiant. "And even if I did, you give off some serious bad vibes, dude."The Harbinger's rage crackled in the air. With a flicker, its form shifted, solidifying into a hulking monstrosity with obsidian skin and horns that curved back from its brow. Its eyes, once two points of crimson light, now burned like miniature suns in its shadowed face."Fool!" it
Revenant's Slaughter: The Reaper System Retaliation
"I'm okay master Wei" Atticus reassured the professor."That's good, so can you explain what the hell was that?" Master Wei questioned him in a grim voice.Wei Lin wouldn't admit this anywhere but the time he spent in this chamber had to be one of the most apprehensive he had ever been.The demonic energy present in the chamber gave him a different feeling, and felt more volatile with its intense suppression.Normal Human cultivators are not able to absorb or use demonic qi as if they tried too, the energy will corrupt their dantian and cripple their spirit root which supports their meridian veins.So when a human cultivator is in the presence of vast amount of demonic qi they have go constantly push away the energy with their qi to avoid invasion but this particular nether demonic energy was different as it seemed to swiftly corrupt spirit qi at a much faster rate than regular demonic qi and also possesses a more aggressive nature that makes guiding against its invasion a bit harder.
Revenant's Slaughter: The Reaper System Concern
Before the group could delve deeper into the labyrinthine ruins, a blur streaked through the air towards them."Look! It's Master Wei!" Li Wei exclaimed, her voice tinged with relief. The emerald glow emanating from the approaching figure confirmed her words. Master Wei landed gracefully in front of them, his expression grave. In his arms, he cradled two students, their faces pale and bodies limp.A collective gasp rippled through the group as their classmates were gently deposited on the ground. Relief washed over them as their teammates rushed forward, offering words of comfort and checking for injuries. Despite the weariness etched on their faces, a glimmer of pride shone in their eyes. They had faced a trial by fire and emerged victorious.Master Wei, his emerald aura pulsing faintly, addressed the group. "You have all done exceptionally well," he said, his voice gruff but laced with admiration. "I scouted the entire ruin and eliminated the remaining demonic remnants. Consider thi
Revenant's Slaughter: The Reaper System Spar
Dust swirled around Atticus's feet as he unleashed a whirlwind of attacks. His blade, a blur of silver, whistled through the air, each strike carrying a force that seemed to defy his usual agility. Xu Hua watched, mesmerized and wary, from the edge of the arena. This wasn't the same Atticus she sparred with before. His movements were sharper, his strikes infused with a power that sent shivers down her spine.Hesitantly, she stepped onto the training floor, drawing her own sword. "Alright, Atticus," she called out, her voice echoing in the vast arena. "For some reason you asked for a spar, I'm here to whoop your ass. I hope you are prepared."A glint of amusement flickered in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a predatory focus. "Always," he replied, his voice a low rumble.Xi Hua didn't waste any more time talking and swiftly took out her weapon and approached Atticus.The clang of steel marked the start of their duel. Xu Hua lunged forward, her blade flashing in a practiced seq
Revenant's Slaughter: The Reaper System Bloodfest
A sharp clap echoed through the arena, shattering the moment that had formed between Xu Hua and Atticus. All eyes turned towards the source of the interruption - Ling Yue"Splendid," Ling Yue purred, her voice dripping with mock sincerity. "Atticus darling. Time's up!" Her crimson robes billowed dramatically as she sashayed across the training ground, her entourage of admirers trailing behind like a gaggle of sycophantic geese.A scowl darkened Atticus's features. He had completely forgotten about Ling Yue's advances, and her presence now served as an unwelcome reminder of the unwanted attention he'd received earlier. He had hoped to avoid this encounter. The last time they crossed paths, Ling Yue had declared him her "property," sending shivers of unease down his spine. He'd managed to brush her off then, but her presence here now was a stark reminder of her unwelcome interest. Her position as a senior and the leader of the prestigious Phoenix Division, known for their brutal fire-
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An Outing
As Atticus left the underground ring, the cheers and bloodthirsty roars of the crowd still echoed in his ears. His steps were steady, his expression calm, but beneath the surface, his body thrummed with a strange energy. The soul essence of the Bone Crusher, the life force of his defeated opponent, lingered within him, fueling his every step. The system was doing its work, absorbing the essence and converting it into raw power. His mind was flooded with the sensation of strength—a heavy, suffocating weight that both thrilled and disturbed him. The Reaper Points tally flashed in his vision, now at a staggering 50,000."All that from one fight," Atticus muttered to himself as he crossed through the dark, winding corridors. The weight of the negative emotions he had absorbed—the fear, the hatred, the malice of the crowd and the Bone Crusher—pressed down on him like a suffocating cloak. It had fueled his victory, his current profit. It was a dark, addictive power, one that came at the co
Bone crusher
The next day came by with a flash and tonight was the night his request would be answered. He spent the days leading up to this moment in a haze of fights, each victory further solidifying his dominance in the Bloodfist Arena. But it wasn’t enough. The thrill of victory, once intoxicating, had dulled. He craved more—something darker, more dangerous. He needed it...he needed to kill.That desire led him here, to the bowels of the Bloodfist Arena, where Grimlock had agreed to take him to the underground ring. The hidden arena was a myth whispered among fighters—a place where death was certain, but the rewards were even greater.As the evening began, Grimlock appeared in the training hall, his face grim and set as always. "You ready, kid?" he asked, his voice rough with experience.Atticus wiped the sweat from his brow and gave a curt nod. "Lead the way."Without another word, Grimlock motioned for Atticus to follow. They descended into the depths of the arena, passing through dimly lit
Underground ring
Atticus could barely feel the thrum of his pulse through the haze of exhaustion as he emerged from the arena. The demon’s death had bought him the Reaper Points he needed, but it had also left him with a gnawing emptiness. The shadows of the arena’s blood-soaked ground seemed to cling to him as he made his way through the labyrinthine corridors to Grimlock’s office.The arena manager’s quarters were a stark contrast to the brutal spectacle of the arena. Lined with opulent furnishings and trinkets from across the realms, the room was a testament to Grimlock’s status. It was here that Atticus found him, hunched over a desk cluttered with papers and gambling receipts.“Grimlock,” Atticus began, his voice steady despite the turmoil within.Grimlock looked up, his eyes narrowing. “Atticus. You look like hell. But that's the point uhn. Gunning for more fights?”“Actually,” Atticus said, leaning against the doorframe, “I’m here to talk about something similar.”Grimlock’s interest piqued. He
System's penalty: 2
Atticus stood alone in his quarters, the heavy silence pressing in around him. His thoughts churned as the system’s cold voice echoed in his mind. 'Two choices. Both deadly.'Facing Xar'gath, a 'Nascent Soul-level demon', was as good as a death sentence. The demon lord’s power was unrivaled in this realm, and Atticus knew he wasn’t strong enough to take him on. But the alternative was just as dangerous. The **Gate of Oblivion**—a forbidden technique that could tear open space itself, allowing him to escape. Yet the system’s demand for more death, more souls, was a price Atticus wasn’t sure he could pay.His chest felt tight as the weight of the decision bore down on him. The system was relentless, pushing him to act. But what would be left of him after? His chaos meridian was already fragile, weakened by the demonic qi that coursed through him. If he used the Reaper System too much, if he harvested too many souls, he risked losing control—risked losing everythingBut he couldn’t stay
System's penalty
Days turned into weeks, each one bleeding into the next as Atticus fought battle after battle in the Blood Fist Arena. Every day, the same routine: wake, fight, survive. The dim corridors and oppressive heat had become his world, and the echoes of the roaring crowd were a constant reminder of his captivity. For Atticus, time had lost all meaning, every fight just another step in a seemingly endless cycle of violence.Each day felt heavier, his muscles aching more as the constant combat began to take its toll. But it wasn’t just his body that suffered—the stagnant energy in his cultivation gnawed at him. He was stuck, unable to break through to the next realm, and the weight of his situation began to settle in like an immovable burden.Weeks had passed since he last thought of his purpose, of the Reaper System and the mission that had brought him here. His days had become a haze of blood and battle, and his nights were haunted by restless dreams of a life he barely remembered. It was a
Kaela
Atticus returned to the arena lodge with Kraul's words still echoing in his mind. 'I will just have to find an alternative I guess'Tomorrow's fight loomed ahead, but his thoughts were consumed by the plan Kraul had laid out. Allowing Xar'gath to breach the veil and invade his world was a prospect that gnawed at him, yet he knew he had to stay focused. His mind swirled with conflicting emotions as he entered the lodge. The familiar scent of sweat, blood, and metal filled his senses, grounding him in the reality of the moment. The arena was where he had honed his skills, where he had survived against all odds. But now, it felt like a distraction from the larger conflict, a cruel reminder that his true battle lay far beyond these walls.A few fellow fighters nodded in acknowledgment as he passed, their respect for him evident. He had earned his place among them through sheer dominance in the arena, his reputation growing with each victory. But there was no camaraderie here, only a sha
The plan
As night fell over the Bloodfist Arena, Atticus felt a tension building within him. The day had been grueling, with hours spent preparing for tomorrow's fight, but his thoughts were elsewhere. He couldn't shake the feeling that something pivotal was about to happen, something that would change the course of his journey in this cursed realm. As the shadows deepened, he heard a familiar rustling outside his quarters. Before he could react, Vex slipped into the room like a wraith. The wiry man’s sharp eyes glinted in the dim light, his usual cautious demeanor even more pronounced."It’s time," Vex whispered, his voice barely audible over the sounds of the arena. "The meeting's happening tonight. We need to leave now."Atticus nodded, already prepared. He had been expecting this, though he hadn’t anticipated the urgency in Vex’s voice. They left the arena under the cover of darkness, navigating the winding streets of the demon city with practiced ease. The tension in the air was palpabl
Back at Bloodfist
Atticus pressed onward, the towering monolith before him radiating an ominous energy. As he approached, the pressure around him intensified, like invisible hands gripping at his very essence, trying to squeeze the life from him. He gritted his teeth, every step becoming harder as the weight on his soul grew unbearable.When he reached the base of the monolith, a deep vibration coursed through the ground, and the ancient runes etched into the stone glowed a fierce crimson. Without warning, a pulse of energy shot out from the monolith, slamming into Atticus and sending him staggering backward.His breath came in ragged gasps as he fought to remain on his feet. The pressure was no longer just physical—it was attacking his soul, probing for weaknesses, for any crack in his resolve. His vision blurred, and his knees buckled as the crushing force intensified, threatening to tear his spirit apart.But Atticus was no stranger to pain. Gritting his teeth, he forced himself upright, defying the
Xiao Mei
The air was heavy with anticipation as Atticus stepped into the heart of the forest, the shadows deepening around him as if the very trees were conspiring to trap him. The memory of the voice still echoed in his mind, a grim reminder that Haven was far from finished with him. He knew that another trial awaited, one that would test the very core of his being.As he walked, the forest seemed to close in around him, the trees twisting and gnarling into unnatural shapes. The path beneath his feet became uneven, roots curling up to trip him, forcing him to remain vigilant with every step. The melody in his mind had grown softer, a distant hum that was barely perceptible over the rustle of leaves and the occasional creak of branches.Ahead, the trees parted to reveal a narrow pathway, lined with stones that glowed faintly in the dim light. There was something deliberate about the path, as if it had been placed there for him, guiding him deeper into the heart of Haven. He hesitated for a mom
