《Origin Of The Forsaken》Chapter 35
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Darius looks around as he follows Jannet into a room through the hallway at the back of the adventurers guild. She sits down on one side of a table, motioning for him to sit on the other side. He sits down as he says “Right, so since I know you aren’t going to believe my updated stats, if there is a way for you to check them, it’s best to get that now.”
Jannet nods slightly as I say “I doubt it’s necessary, but since you are insistent very well.” She says as she reaches into a pouch at her hip, pulling out a metal tablet from it, she sets it on the table before she says “I need a bit of your blood to test.”
Darius shrugs as he says “Alright.” before he casts Arcane Needle, poking his finger with it and he says “Where do you want it?” “Just on the tablet will do,” Jannet says, looking towards the Arcane Needle a little surprised.
Darius nods, holding the bleeding finger over the tablet, and when a drop of blood hits the tablet it starts to light up as Darius heals his finger. Jannet reaches for the tablet before she freezes as it continues to get brighter and brighter. Darius’s eyes widen as he realizes what’s happening “Get down now.” He says quickly as he casts Arcane Shield to cover the tablet.
Jannet follows his advice as she gets down below the table. The tablet continues to get brighter before it explodes, sending shrapnel and arcane energy flying at the Arcane shield. The shield holds from the shrapnel but is unable to keep its form from the energy, disappearing and allowing the energy to escape.
Jannet slowly raises above the table as she says “What the hell was that?” Darius shrugs as he looks at the remains of the tablet “That was a magic item getting flooded with mana past its capacity.” Darius says before the door bursts open, a large man rushing into the room as he says “What’s going on?”
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Jannet looks at him saying “It’s okay Jason, no one is hurt, I was doing a test of Darius’ status, and apparently overloaded the tablet.” “Overloaded the tablet? How did you manage to do that?” Jason asks as he looks at Jannet confused. “Well, apparently his stats are high enough to do that. Do you think you could get the guild master please?” Jannet asks before he nods “Uh, sure, I can do that.” He says as he turns around to exit the room. “Oh, and have him bring at least the Iron rank tester please.”
Jason looks back at her a bit surprised but nods as he leaves, closing the door as he goes. “The Iron rank tester?” Darius asks as he looks at Jannet. “Yes, the tester we usually use for Iron ranked adventurers, that’s about the stats you would need to destroy one of these I think.”
“Seriously? I have the stats of people at least 40 levels ahead of me? I mean, I knew I was ahead, but is it that hard to get high stats?” Darius asks as he shakes his head. “That would depend on what you consider high stats.” “Well, my highest, and my main stat is at 102,” Darius says with a shrug.
Jannet seems to choke for a second before she says “1-102? How do you have something that high at your level, no one gets to that before at least level 50.” Darius starts to tap the table as he says “That would be because of my class, it’s a very good class. I mean it would have to be with what rank it is.”
“And what rank would that be?” a voice behind Darius says, causing him to look back. Darius sees a short woman, wearing robes and a witches hat, looking at him through thick glasses. “It’s an Epic class, and let me guess you are the guild master?” Darius says as he looks over her, before he checks her level, his eyes widen as he sees she is level 67.
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“That’s correct, I’m guild master Kat. And you must be the boy who destroyed one of my testers.” Kat says as she looks at him, walking around the table to sit next to Jannet. “Um, well, yes ma’am, but I didn’t intend for it to happen,” Darius says as he nods slightly.
“So, how about you tell me what your class is, as well as what it gives you that would cause this to happen?” Kat says as she examines him. “Well, it’s called Chosen of The Third, it gets me 2 to all stats, 12 to all regen, and 15 unassigned attribute points,” Darius says with a shrug.
Both Kat and Jannet splutter at that. “15 attribute points? Per level?” Kat says, shaking her head. “Yes, per level, it’s been a very good class to have,” Darius says a bit confused. “Well no shit boy, a normal class only gets 2 unassigned attribute points,” Kat says as she looks him over again.
“That would explain why the traits are so powerful, they are normally rare to get,” Darius says as he sighs. Kat frowns, reaching into her pocket and pulling out a tablet seemingly made of silver. She sets it on the table as she says “Blood now.”
Darius nods and uses Arcane needle to poke his finger, holding it over the tablet. A drop of blood hits it, and it lights up. Darius heals his finger as he looks at it, prepared to cast Arcane Shield if he needs to. He sighs as he sees that it isn’t getting brighter. Kat picks up the tablet and starts to read through the information on it, pausing a few times. There is a long pause at one point before she says “These can’t be right, it’s just not possible. Your regeneration, it’s absurd for your level.”
“I know, I can hardly believe it sometimes myself,” Darius says as he shakes his head. “What is his regeneration like guild master?” Asks Jannet as she looks confused. “His mana regeneration is 2580 per hour, and his stamina regeneration is 849 per minute,” Kat responds, leaving Jannet with her mouth dropping as she processes what was just said. “How?” Kat asks as she looks at Darius.
“Well, as you can see, my Wisdom is over 100, the traits for it doubled my regen twice, and then tripled it. That and my class and blessing gets me 132 extra regen at my level.” Darius says with a shrug.
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