—[Congratulations! Player has leveled up!] Slowly opening his eyes, an ecstatic grimace spread across Henri's lips as his eyes fell towards the status window currently displaying his progress. Of the hundred energy bar, twelve of them were now completely filled up — they were like twelve glittering stars! Unfortunately as much as Henri wanted to continue absorbing more Death Qi, he was unable to do so because the area around him had been completely stripped of Death Qi. And with no more Cursed Spectres dying, it was impossible for fresh Death Qi to be produced, short term. "This was truly a massive haul!" balling his fist, Henri felt an indescribable feeling. The feeling of volatile power cruising through his muscle fibres, made him want to throw back his head and release a roar towards the skies. [Tsk. Just this little power is enough to make you this way. Mortals truly are pitiable creatures.] Sensing the mockery in Lilith's tone, Henri snorted. "So in addition to being a const

—[Special Function; True Vision has been activated!]—[Enhanced Vision Mode, successfully in effect!] Following this series of notification windows, Henri's vision experienced a drastic transformation. Despite the entire area around him being shrouded in a thick blanket of darkness, it felt bright as day in his perspective. — no, scratch that. Under the effects of True Vision, Henri noticed his ocular perspective increased exponentially. The ants crawling across the dirt, the tiny fireflies flapping their little wings — none were able to escape his perception! "Found you!" casting his gaze across the area, Henri's lips split into a small grin. Utilizing True Vision, he succeeded in accurately pinpointing the location of the sniper. Currently using a small mound created from dried dirt and leaves as coverage, the enemy sniper was in the process of taking yet another aim. 'he's too far!' although the consequtive level-ups Henri experienced managed to have granted him an exponent

"Hm?" Henri lifted a brow when he noticed the Sniper remained mute, despite his earlier accusation. "Don't you have anything to say for yourself?" "N--No." "Hmph." Henri clicked his tongue. He slightly admired the other party's tenacity. Despite him breaking his spirit, the Sniper didn't revert into a cowardly wimp. [Foolish Human. Are you going to kill him?] 'lilith?' Henri was slightly taken aback when he heard this question from Lilith. 'why do you care whether I kill him or not?' [Because killing him will be a shame. This Venerable One thinks that human is hiding something] 'heh. And how would you know that?' Lilith suddenly went silent. Just when Henri thought she had returned back to ghosting him, Lilith said something that caused Henri's brows to suddenly jump up in surprise. Re-focusing his attention back on the bleeding Sniper, Henri said. "Do you want to live?" The Sniper didn't hesitate to give a response. Watching him frantically nod his head like a Chinese hen

"Hm?" Henri frowned in a displeased manner upon noticing the Sniper made no intentions to follow through with his earlier instructions. Instead, the other party continued staring at him, blankly. "What are you still waiting for? it is either this or me killing you. I am confident you will chose the right decision." he added calmly. The Sniper swallowed hard, eyeing the red liquid pumping out from the gash on Henri's left palm. The thought of feeding on Henri's blood unsettled the Sniper. "I--Is your blood poisoned?" "Heh.. so what if it is?" a wide grin spread across Henri's lips. "You don't have too many alternatives. So, drink up." The Sniper's expression sank. Weighing both options presented before him, he concluded that being alive was far more better than being dead. So what if the other party's blood contained poison? there was no shortage of magic pills capable of purifying poison from the blood stream.— But there was no magic pill capable of bringing the dead back to li

Snip! The slightest sound of boot crushing against dirt and dried leaves immediately caused a couple of birds with colorful feathers to take flight, retreating from the tree branch they had been previously perked against. "I'm back!" the Sniper suddenly called out. One hand was raised up high while the other was busy tugging against a chain-like tendril — he appeared to be holding someone captive. The Sniper was currently standing a couple meters away from the bank of what appeared to be a swamp — except the water level was ridiculously high, considering how they were able to cover up nearly half the height of the twelve metres tall trees that were scattered in several random areas within the swamp. "Benson.. we thought you were already dead." despite this unhurried reply, it was near impossible to pinpoint the direction from which the voice was coming from. 'interesting .' as for the one acting as the Sniper's captive, a carefully hidden crease spread across Henri's brows. Ig