《Origin Of The Forsaken》Chapter 27
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Darius sighs as he quickly packs everything he doesn’t want to carry into the new backpack. He attaches the new sword and sheath to his belt before he leaves the arena. He heads back towards the library he had found, he walks inside, seeing it’s mostly intact. He grabs one of the books from the shelves opening it and looking inside.
Darius frowns as he finds that the book is written in a language he doesn’t understand. His eyes widen with shock as the writing changes while he watches. It quickly becomes English and he reads the title. “The Master of us All.” Darius shakes his head a little as he closes the book before he pulls the backpack off. As quickly as he can he pulls all of the books into the backpack, finding that there is more than enough room to fit them all.
Once Darius finishes putting the books into the backpack he puts it on, finding it doesn’t seem to weigh any more than it did before. He leaves the library and heads back to the entrance he used to get into the city. He walks along the tunnel, keeping an eye out in case anything happens, but he doubts anything will.
He makes his way back to the base camp he had made, even though he didn’t need to use it. Darius deconstructs it to get himself some more experience with shape stone. He manages to get it to level 8 from doing so. Darius heads back up the tunnel he had entered the dungeon from. When he comes across the collapsed stone he uses shape stone to clear the rubble, fixing and strengthening the entrance to the dungeon.
Darius walks out, sighing as he sees the sky again. He looks around the forest before he jogs back towards Coldmist. He gets a notification before he gets very far.
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Settlement Taxes
Exp: 1,020
Currency: 5 silver
175 settlement points gained.
‘Okay, it looks like it’s just been a day, thankfully. It’d be bad if I’d been away long enough for Coldmist to be attacked.’ Darius resumes his jog back to Coldmist. He gets back without incident, walking in through the open gate, he nods as he sees things have progressed well without him.
Rinar walks up to Darius, looking him over “Well, you’ve certainly improved yourself, what did you find out there that would get you this strong this quickly?” “Oh you know, just a dungeon.” Rinar laughs, thinking it’s a joke. He quickly realizes Darius is serious “Shit, a dungeon, those are dangerous, we need to deal with it as quickly as we can”
“Well, I've already cleared it, so I don’t think it will be causing us much trouble.” “You’ve cleared it? That would explain your rapid improvement, but how?” “Honestly I got very lucky, things worked out for me a lot better than they should have, I unlocked a lot of skills and gained my class finally, which is extremely overpowered.”
“What do you mean by overpowered?” “Well, when you get a class, does it normally replace the basic level up benefits with the classes?” “Yes, that’s what always happens.” Darius shakes his head as he looks at Rinar. “Not with my class, it added the class benefits to the basic benefits.”
Rinar’s eyes widen in surprise as he looks at Darius “What even is your class?” “It’s called Chosen of the Third, I’m certain it has to do with me being chosen by Teqraura.” “That wouldn’t surprise me, the gods give the strongest abilities to the leaders of the faiths.”
“Well, whatever you do it’s best to be careful about who you tell about your class and how strong it is, otherwise people who are stronger will start to see you as a threat.” “Well, just based on what I’ve been given, they wouldn’t be wrong honestly, I could be a very big threat.”
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“Then I’ll try my best not to get on your bad side,” Rinar says jokingly. Darius nods before he looks around “Right, catch me up on what exactly has been going on.”
“So, we’ve gathered more wood, and some of us have gathered some stone to use as a building material.” “Good idea, I can probably afford to unlock some better buildings and defences for us.”
Darius opens the settlement menu, looking through the tech tree for stone walls. He finds them after a short while of searching, he sees they cost 300 settlement points to unlock. Darius goes ahead and unlocks the stone walls before he goes around upgrades the walls of the palisade, increasing the size inside.
Darius then goes through the tech tree looking for some way to defend the village from attacks. After a while of searching, he finds a magical array that will form a shield around town which prevents attacks from going in but not out. He buys the unlock for the 200 points it costs and then goes into the town upgrade screen to buy it. It costs 200 points to unlock for a village of this size with the possibility of upgrading it as the settlement grows.
Darius finds that the array stores up to 100,000 mana and is set to drain a small amount of mana from each citizen who is inside the town at a time, roughly 5% from each person.
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