_31 Ether points gained._Orion’s dismissive glance swept over the dead bodies, unbothered by the blood that now painted the concrete red. As for the Ether points? He wasn’t surprised by the relatively minute amount of points he had gotten. It probably would have been more if he was still at the Mid stage. But he wasn’t.The others that had arrived behind Orion stared down at the messy scene around them. Gazing at Orion’s dismissive glance, as if these people didn’t even count as humans to him, sent shivers down their spines, even Evangeline’s.They had killed goblins and aberrants and could be said to be quite used to killing humanoid monsters. But those were monsters. Orion had directly killed actual humans! And the apathy in his eyes suggested there were barely any fluctuations to his heart. He had killed them as though they were mere chickens.Evangeline frowned, gazing furtively at Orion’s carefree expression, thoughts raging within her head. She had confirmed from Marcus that

Evangeline glanced at the harshness within Orion’s eyes. One directed to not only other people, but also himself. A kind of harshness that did not fit the eyes of someone barely considered an adult.He proceeded to leave the shocked survivors behind him, locking the door behind him and sighing. His fingers brushed against the Obel’s necklace while his eyes dimmed, slowly returning to their normal blue color. ‘Damn it, I lost control there.’ A chuckle left his lips as his spoken words rang out in his head repeatedly. ‘I guess I’m still affected by all that happened. It doesn’t mean that my train of thoughts is wrong though. Cooperating with others makes sense, but nothing’s safer than having your own strength.’As for whether the Sanctuary would kick him out for his outburst, Orion didn’t really care that much. They weren’t the only force to obtain a World Gate, they were just the closest.He walked past the training section of his room and sat atop his bed

The two strong individuals stared at each other for merely two seconds before charging at each other, their movements causing explosions to ring out in the air.Orion’s claws receded as he fisted downwards at the steel man before him, who responded in kind and punched upwards. The impact between their fists resulted in an explosion of air that pushed the stones and dead corpses around them into the distance.They both retreated a moment after. Orion’s knuckles revealed itself to be a mangled mess, blood dripping down onto the ground while the steel man’s knuckles only seemed dented, yet before he could retort he watched as the former’s bleeding fists squirmed back into shape with no hint of any injury before.The steel man laughed with exasperation with his raspy voice. “Oi, oi. That’s almost cheating y’know?” His movements didn’t stop though. He tilted his body to the side to avoid a claw swipe from Orion before countering with a punch on his own.If Orion himself had been in his rig

Orion didn’t give Elion time to gather his thoughts. He was barely able to keep hold of his sanity with the help of the Obel’s Necklace as it stood, prolonging the battle would put him at a disadvantage. That and he could feel the effects of the full moon waning. This meant his Complete Werewolf Transformation would soon come undone!The ground beneath his feet caved in as his tall figure dashed forward, the air brushing wildly against his fur. His two hands swiped down, his deadly claws reflected within the eyes of the steel-like Elion.The steel man raised his hands to block his attack, infusing more Ether into his arms to defend against the ferocious attack, he chose to believe in his skill knowing that with enough Ether, he could defend against anything. His actions proved right as Orion’s claws scratched against the Elion’s metal arms, creating a series of sparks that flew into the air from their point of contact. His body moved backwards, borrowing the remaining force contained

The method one usually took to acquire a skill was quite complicated. It involved increasing one’s base skill level to a certain level, which in someone like Marcus’ case would be Kinetic Manipulation, and achieving a sort of epiphany that would grant one a new skill. Not to mention how hard it was for Evolvers to get an epiphany, it was also hard to even come up with the complex criterions needed for a skill. What was worse was that you wouldn’t even know when your skill level was high enough. And since you wouldn’t know, you also wouldn’t be bothered to try formulating a skill that benefitted your fighting style. And this only happened after advancing to the Second Stratum.Most people in Orion’s past regression only managed to gain new skill in the heat of a battle where their brains formulated plan after plan so as to not get killed. They would receive a sort of mystical feeling that somehow made them realize that they could begin creating a new skill made for them by them.Of co