All Chapters of Legacy System: Rise Of The Richest Man: Chapter 41
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166 chapters
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William and the crew could be seen strolling towards the vast water body with silent and cautious step. At the moment, each of them had a long black fabric covering their head. The black fabric served as a camouflage each time the beam of the light rotated in their direction.As the land was plain and filled with dark sand and skeletal remains, covering themselves in black clothings made them more difficult to detect from afar.Thankfully, this barren land had no sort of abnormalities, not even corrupted creatures that usually raided the night.If there were unlucky enough to have faced anyone, their location would be revealed to the cult once and their entire plan would be ruined."Walk faster! We need to be at the island before morning arrives!"Theobald announced to the others while strolling beside the hero. Both of them took long strides forward, their eyes cautiously scanning their surroundings from time to time.King Julian and the others increased their pace and soon caught up
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A few men adorning dark robes and masks could be seen patrolling the mighty fence that enclosed the evil gathering of Gravemind cult. They walked in separate groups, each of them moving in different directions, ensuring that all the perimeter of the fence was covered at all times.A small group of three cultists could be seen strolling together while discussing amongst themselves, unaware of the arrival of an unstoppable opponent."I heard the great leader would be arriving tonight," one of them brought up a new conversation."Frederico told me about that a few hours ago, I thought he was lying. So you guys heard the same thing?" The one in the middle replied."Frederico wasn't lying, I overheard two of our superiors discussing about his arrival.""I suspect something important would go down in a few days. The great leader never visits the tower unless for a very important event, could it be that the preparing of the grand ritual has been completed and he is here to finalize it?"The
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William and the crew, now under disguise, were strolling around. From ahead, a group of Gravemind cultist strolled in their direction.They were about fifteen of them in numbers, each of them stood tall with heights above six feets. A few of them had huge muscular builds similar to Theobald's.Their strides were filled with arrogance, something the other cultist William had slayed lacked.William was the first to notice the oddity of the group marching in their direction, and he couldn't help but frown. Why were they so different from the others? he asked himself.William kept his eyes on the small group as they closed in on each other. His eyes was fixed on that of the biggest one in the ground who, coincidentally, also had his eyes locked with his. William could sense weird emotions from his eyes as they jammed; it was something between hatred and disgust.The two groups were just a few meters away from walking past each other. The silence between them stronger than ever, almost as
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The crew ended up spending more than half an hour discussing about the plans to infiltrate the dark tower, how to act within it, how to avoid suspicions, path to follow, and where to find certain important people inside the tower.Most of the explanation was done by Peterson, the trustworthy assassin of Melissa's squad. His information and description were clear and vivid—better than reading it from a map.Melissa and a few members of her squad also added to the information available. As they had been around the tower for several days, their understanding of the place was an important lesson to William and the others.During their discussions, they had to halt several times—either when the surveillance light flashed in their direction or when actual members of the cult walked by.They were able to finish their discussion without drawing that much attention to themselves.After they were done discussing, they began preparing to act on the plans they had just finalized."Here."Melissa
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Early morning had already arrived over the dark island. The sun shone brightly over the evil island, radiating a strong golden glow and heat.The sun easily permeated the small confinement of the room which only comprised of a few wooden chairs, a bed and a tall wooden cupboard where the previous owner of the room kept their wands and attires.Inside a spacious, dimly-lit room at the dark island, the core members of the two groups could be seen standing around a small desk.Melissa and Peterson brought out a more detailed ancient map of the place and described it to William and Theobald who represented their group. Only two members were allowed to attend the meeting thus both of them were sent."The first three floors are very easy to clear, they comprise mostly of mid-level apprentice wizards with barely enough mana in their mana reserve to cast powerful spells. While they are a little bit stronger than the wizards guarding the fences, they are not that much trouble for a well-traine
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After returning to the other members of the crew, Theobald expressed his disagreement with the decision to leave the king and the others in the midst of the evil cultists, as William knew."We can't do that?""What if they discover our true identity and harm the king?""Who will be there to protect him? I am sorry, my friend, William . I can agree with everything else, but not this one. I cannot leave the king alone."Theobald spoke solemnly.The other soldiers backed the captain. They were terrified of being alone without the hero, the wizard, or the captain at their side and felt helpless.They knew they were strong enough to fight even average humans or other trained soldiers without much difficulty. But against wizards, they were utterly powerless—without any warning, one simple spell from any wizard could instantly end their life, even without the caster coming near."We can easily manage ourselves. Just take us with you, hero."They pleaded, revealing their vulnerability in fro
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The knock at the door startled everyone as they suspected it was an actual member of the cult trying to get in contact with them.They turned to look at the hero, who was sitting very close to the window and away from their small gathering.William had just closed his character status, he turned to meet the crew’s worried gaze fixed on him. He could easily tell that they were panicking.Fear flickered in their eyes, betraying their concern.The hero sighed and walked over to the door after signaling the others to remain composed.William opened the door and was greeted by the visage of a 6'2" dark-robed fella, his face covered with a mask just like the other cultists strolling around.The mask was ornate and ominous in its design."It's me, Peterson."The familiar voice of the arrogant assassin escaped from the tall fella, only then did William let his guard down."Is it time yet?" he asked in a soft tone.The arrogant assassin nodded and responded, "Yeah, we've been summoned recently
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More than three hundred low-ranking Gravemind Order dark wizards were spread across the vast expanse of the first floor, carrying out all sorts of training, including meditation to increase their magical powers and exercises to master certain spells.The noise of their combined activities spread across the first floor.Deep breaths, sounds of feet moving, and the collective recitation of chanting spells reverberated throughout the hall.At that moment, two odd fellows dressed in the same attire stood at the door and observed the others.It was none other than Peterson and William.“Let’s see who kills the most!” Peterson said to William in a competitive tone as he equipped a dark-bladed dagger from his spatial ring, its cold edge dripping with a lethal aura.“Sure.” William responded as he opened his inventory and summoned his own weapon.“Huh? How did you do that?” Peterson was surprised when he saw William’s weapon appear out of nowhere—not even from a storage device.William only s
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Meanwhile, Ighis, Melissa, and the others made their way up to the second floor even before the chaos began.The second floor consisted of a large hall only slightly smaller than the first floor.Nonetheless, the second floor was mostly filled with long tables and tall shelves. On the tables, small cauldrons and pots, glass bowls and bottles, fresh herbs, and the flesh and bones of abnormalities—as well as many other strange ingredients—could be seen.Even on the shelves, bizarre objects were displayed. There was even a large glass jar filled with eyeballs of varying sizes, all soaked in a translucent green liquid.A few dark-robed wizards could be seen standing beside the tables, walking around the arrangements or collecting resources from the numerous tall cupboards spread across the hall.Compared to the first floor, the second floor was remarkably quiet—only the sound of footsteps, the bubbling of ingredients in cauldrons and pots, and a few murmurs could be heard.“So many.”Osbo
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[ You’ve slayed X2 Mid-rank Gravemind cultist, EXP +198 ][ You’ve slayed 50 Mid-rank Gravemind cultist in total | You’ve fulfilled 50% of Urgent Quest Objective ]William ignored the notifications flashing before his eyes as he dodged a dozen ice spikes darting towards him, fired by an enraged cultist who had just witnessed him slit the neck of his comrade.“AHHH!”As William evaded the attacks, a few cultists behind him bore the consequences. One of them was hit at a vital point and died instantly, the other three were badly injured. Their cries of anguish echoed, buried among the other cries of pain and anger reverberating from every corner of the first floor.“You fucking intruder! I’ll kill you myself!”The same cultist who had fired the ice spikes earlier began swinging his crooked magic wand as he chanted a new spell.William sneered and launched himself toward him.“Ice spikes!”This cultist had a faster casting time than the one at the barren plain. It took him about six seco