Phillip stood with his soldiers on the wall, all just staring out onto the absolute massacre unfolding before their eyes. The giant blue Mystbeasts were ripping apart the few surviving bovines, following up on the Mystsong Hawk’s insane magic spell.At first, they had all been impressed by Neil and his party as they engaged the Herd Leader… but it was just hard to compare it to what the D-rank had done. It was an unfair comparison. To begin with… chances were that the party could only handle two or a maximum of three of the Mystbeasts if they all worked together. And it was very doubtful they could kill them. Meanwhile, the Mystsong Hawk could summon ten times that number while also still posing a threat itself.Just as they were all thinking nothing more would happen, something tore through the battlefield, blowing a massive hole into one of the Herd Leaders. The wound left behind soon started rotting, and it didn’t even have time to move before its head also exploded.More attacks c

The wheel of time spun as the days passed one by one.Beasts fought, while humans struggled to survive and expand their settlements. A good deal of them battled to claim the many Pylons still scattered across the planet. Every Pylon was far apart, often separated by thousands if not tens of thousands of kilometers.Jacob had taken fourteen days to walk with his entourage to the second-closest Pylon to where he had arrived back on Earth. Granted, he hadn’t rushed, but it was still a vast distance.On day nine of Jake’s alchemy frenzy, he was interrupted as he got a notification that wasn’t about a successful craft or a new level gained.Announcement to all Nobles: 10 Pylons of Civilization have now been claimed. Once 100 Pylons are claimed, the World Congress will automatically form.Jake stared at it for a few seconds before shrugging and turning back to his cauldron. Miranda unsurprisingly came in later that day. They talked a bit, but as it was more of a forewarning than anything el

Jake saw Miranda leave and reentered the lodge to continue his work. It was a nice break to get once in a while when she came by, and he often got something quite valuable out of it too. Today, he had gotten the idea of actually using the city to his advantage.The issues of upgrading his Touch of the Malefic Viper and Sense of the Malefic Viper had been bothering him more than before these last few days. Especially after he had reached level 80 in his profession only a few hours prior and gained the next incredibly powerful stat-granting skill.It hadn’t taken him long to decide between Fang and Pride. His encounter with the Minotaur Mindchief had made him aware of how weak he was against any kind of mental attack, even if the fight had been on the easy side for him.He feared he would encounter something stronger, as the memory of briefly considering the Mindchief a “friend” still haunted him. What if it had been permanent? Or lasted far longer? What if he had been with actual frien

Jake felt an itch on his right side that he just couldn’t scratch. The kind that felt like it was just below the skin. It woke him up as he tried to rub it anyway. But… his arm didn’t move. He finally opened his eyes but found the sight in his right one blurry.Oh… yeah… Jake thought as he remembered what had happened. A quarter of a second. No, even less than that. That was the difference between Jake perfectly avoiding the attack and losing half his body. He moved his left hand and summoned a healing potion.He rolled onto his back and drank the potion down, finally getting a good look at himself through his sphere.The entire right side of his body was gone. In fact… if the human heart hadn’t been slightly to the left, his heart would have been sheared away. He hadn’t been as lucky when it came to his head, however. While his head had regenerated already, his hair hadn’t, making him aware of how extensive the damage was.A large part of his head had been gone… a good part of his br

Miranda returned to the office building as if nothing had happened. In reality, only a few moments had passed, but to her, it had been several hours while she had been whisked away into the realm of three gods.She sat in her chair in a daze, trying to comprehend everything. A few days ago, she’d seen Kenneth as a fanatic for believing in some new god that she believed to be made up. Now, she had just come from a meeting with three freaking gods. From what she’d gathered from Jake, gods weren’t that special, but just people who’d reached a really high level… But those women didn’t feel like people anymore. Not at all.They were utterly terrifying. Miranda had felt like she couldn’t do anything but agree to everything they said, no matter how nice they seemed. It had been like talking with a gun constantly pressed to her skull, and no matter how much the person holding the gun insisted it wasn’t loaded and they weren’t going to shoot… it still felt like she had a fucking gun pressed ag