《My Magical System 》Chapter 63: Cold-blooded killer
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*Soul Fetcher*
It was recorded in the ancient book that these entities were the ones who claimed and collected souls of the fallen.
It was said that they were immune to death itself.
Since in the first place, they were not a living entity. And also, they were not considered as dead as well.
And there was no way to get rid of them since they were immortal in this state.
They were also described as 'Zealous Soul' because of how passionate they were in collecting souls of the departed.
They could also be described as 'Avenger Soul'.
It was said in the ancient book, that this Soul Fetcher would someday be returned to their original form when they accumulated enough souls.
And perhaps, they would take their revenge at that time.
But what if, if the one they sought for their revenge already was long dead? To whom they point their hatred at that time? No one knew.
Since no one knew what this Soul Fetcher really was. Or what they look like before they became as they were now.
This additional information was currently displayed at his vision.
Regardless, Yeman's title was based on it.
He could be considered as half immortal at his current state. He was immune to death, no doubt about it. But it didn't apply to his body. Only his soul was immortal.
But Yeman pondered that it was no good for his body to die. Since it was not clear how long for him to reborn again. If only his body was immortal as well. It would be more fun. Like, when you were using a cheat in a game. And troll the other players.
Nonetheless, after killing that man he also acquired 1,000 experience points and 5,000 soul points.
And 1/10 souls collected.
What he understands, that if he was able to collect 10 souls his small fountain of soul would expand its capacity. Right now it was displayed in his status that he currently had 500/500 soul energy.
This soul energy works like mana for him.
The strength of his attack also depends on how much soul energy he used in his attack.
This additional thing made him more excited. Now he could channel his soul energy and increase the strength of his attack. But he needed to be careful in using it.
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Regardless,
He had no time to read all the pieces of information in it because at the corner of his eyes, he noticed the other enemy started to move. They were hastily charging towards him.
"Kill him! Kill him!" The leader signaled his order.
He could not believe what his eyes were seeing.
Their comrade's head was the one who dropped down on the ground while his body still remained standing.
The leader clicked his tongue and thought that that guy acted carelessly. It was because he deactivated his invisibility that he was decapitated.
He should warn him not to get careless since the target, though magic-less, but trained in the Academy. Of course, they have also been taught how to fight in hand to hand.
The leader bit his lips. It was a mistake to look down on the weak. Even though they were professional in this kind of job. They're bound to be a mistake.
It looks like their mistake this time was because of over trusting the information they got. If not, they would not be looking down at this person.
And their member would not fall victim at him.
Regardless, he would kill this person no matter what. He took one of his men. Then that puny life of him was not enough as payment.
He ordered to kill it immediately but not to get careless as their first member did.
Her men after nodded rushes towards Yeman who was still standing ahead.
Blood spurted at the headless man standing at his front.
He then kicked it to avoid staining his clothes.
The headless body was thrown ahead from the force brought by his kick.
It was thrown over 25 meters away from him and passed by the other charging enemy.
Blood could be seen splattering around the wheat field.
In this depth of night, people mostly traveling in their dreamland inside their houses.
They did not realize that outside, a bloody battle had already begun.
Some of them stopped and stared at Yeman in shock after the headless body flew passed them.
They were wondering if this person could see them. But it was impossible. Only the high ranking magician was able to do it.
And this person was not even a magician!
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"...wait!" Someone among them voices out in shock.
The others also stopped on their feet.
"Heh, why? Having cold feet?"
One of them sarcastically questioned and continued to rush towards Yeman.
They were wearing a Cloak of Invisibility after all. How could he just stand there?
And besides, their enemy was only one person. Even if he had knowledge in fighting it was still not enough to compare with their experience.
"Wait, Meatball! Stop!" One of them called out to the person with the alias of Meatball. They usually used their alias when in a mission.
"Heeh!" Meatball ignored his comrade's call and continued to attack that person ahead of him.
His movement was so quick. When he reached 15 steps away from the target, he leaped into the air while deactivated his invisibility, upon deactivating the invisible effect of his cloak, his figure blocked the moonlight and his shadow shaded on Yeman.
Meatball's mouth was grinning wide. Now there was no way for this enemy to escape from his intended death.
*Freezing Shadow And The Hands of Death From The Abyss!*
He chanted the name of his technique.
From the ground where Yeman was standing, two hands made of shadow crawling out to reach him.
An eerie growl...like a howl from the land of dead could be overheard when those two shadowy hands crawled out from the ground.
A chilling air was felt by everyone around. It sends chill on their spine. Like opening up their spores.
It was scary as a ghost would pop out from nowhere.
Seeing this... his comrades were sighing. It looks like no need for them to worry. And no need to help as well.
No target had ever escaped this kind of attack from Meatball. They assumed that he would rush and fought in melee. But looks like they were mistaken.
Meatball was using his special technique. After what happened to their comrade, how could he go easy to this target?
"This Meatball, really a sly one," one of his comrade commented.
Whenever a target was hit by his shadow. They would find themselves unable to move. They just stood freezing while waiting for those hands to drag them in the abyss of no return.
The others gulped while seeing it. They thought that this technique of Meatball was one of the scariest technique their group had.
Even their leader who was watching from their back was smirking.
"Hah, I should have sent Meatball first than that jackass who carelessly fell victim..." the leader sighed and muttered.
Suddenly, they noticed something odd.
They...couldn't find their target. He was gone!
Everyone was shocked and quickly glance around.
Seconds later,
"Gyaaaaahhhh!!!"
They heard a cry from someone. After it...
An object flew towards the other...at the back...
Thud! Thud! Thud...
It hit the ground and rolled many times...
They glanced at it...and saw...
"A head?" One of them unconsciously asked when realizing what it was.
Their mouth was opening wide as they stared blankly at the head.
"I-Its...Meatballs—head! W-W-Waaaahh!" Another person cried out upon identifying whos head it was.
Everyone was stunned.
No one had abled to react. Since no one had noticed how it happened.
Fear...surfaces in their faces as their heart pumping noisily.
They felt goosebumps on their skins.
Thud!
Another headless body fell on the ground.
Thump!
And that person landed beside it.
No one understands how it happened. That guy supposed to be freezing while waiting to be pulled into the abyss.
Everyone gulped a mouthful of saliva as they cleared their throat.
They were hesitating if to attack or retreat when they realized that...their target was a cold-blooded killer.
If they made a mistake, their head would be the next to fly. The more they felt scared and hesitated to attack upon thinking of it.
Well, Yeman was immune to control type of spell or magic because of the title he got after killing the Snake-Eyed Phantom. Which gave him the title of Phantom Killer. He acquired an additional 20 points to his Sense and Agility stats, and Immunity to Control spell or skill.
He used his Sneak skill after the shadow of that victim landed on him. No one had imagined that he could use also the invisibility magic.
Until now, they had never comprehended, what had happened.
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