Chapter 31
Author: Aster_Pheonix
last update2026-03-07 23:29:29

Another Knight swung a massive sword overhead. Miles rolled under it, the edge grazing his shoulder and tearing a deep gash. Blood ran down, soaking his sleeve, but he forced himself up. 

He was outnumbered. One Knight thrust with a spear, the tip grazing his chest, drawing blood. Another swung a hammer; the force sent him skidding across shattered stone tiles, shards cutting into his arms and legs. 

Another Knight slammed its broadsword down from above. Miles leapt into the air, spinning, striking another Knight in the chest with a brutal arc of his dagger. The collision of steel reverberated through his arms, sending pain up to his shoulders. Debris erupted again as armor and stone met in violent sparks. 

Suddenly, a blade pierced his abdomen.

Miles screamed.

Blood flooded his mouth as the Death Knight wrenched the sword free, blackened ichor spilling freely as Miles collapsed to one knee, vision blurring violently.

Another Death Knight brought its mace down on his chest.

The impact sent him flying.

His body rolled across shattered stone, slamming into the wall with brutal force. Blood pooled beneath him as he struggled to push himself upright.

“Pathetic,” the lich sneered. “You never stood a chance ….’’ he paused, hovering closer to Miles. “.....now you shall meet your end just like the rest of your pathetic friends.” The lich declared victoriously.

Miles groaned in pain.

 “Do you now feel despair?” he mocked expecting that Miles would start begging for his life but the situation didn't turn out as expected 

Miles groaned—and then laughed.

The sound was hoarse, broken… but real.

The lich paused.

“Have you finally gone crazy due to fear, human?” he asked coldly

Miles lifted his head, eyes blazing despite the blood streaming down his face.

“You talk about fear,” he rasped. “But you don’t understand it.”

The lich stiffened.

“Have you ever felt real fear?” Miles continued. “You’re just a talking bone.”

The lich’s aura flared violently.

“You dare, human. I don't know where you keep getting your confidence from but this is where you meet your end.” The Lich replied…”kill him now.”

A Death Knight slowly  matched closer to Miles' metal boots clanging with every step it took.

As the death knights approached him, Miles opened his Status window and immediately checked his available stats point.  

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Name: Miles Reed

Age: 16

Race: Half Demon

Current Rank: Lesser Demon (Early Stage)

HP: 100 / 100

Demonic Energy Points (DEP): 30 / 100

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 STATS

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Current Rank Cap: 100 per stat

Stat

Value

STR (Strength)

30/ 100

AGI (Agility)

30/ 100

STA (Stamina)

30/ 100

SEN (Sense/Perception)

23/ 100

INT (Intelligence)

25/ 100

Available stats Points:  37  points ( can be distributed to stats.)

(Earned by  completing missions, killing beasts, monsters, and demons)

From all the missions he had completed so far and the monsters he had killed inside this dungeon he had gained to total of 37 stats points

[Ding]

[10 stats point have been added to strength]

[10 stats point have been added to agility]

[5 stats point have been added to Stamina]

[5 stats point have been added to Sense]

Swiftly,  Miles felt a surge of energy flowing through his veins. 

By now the Death knight was already standing in front of Miles, looking down on him before it raised its sword to deal the final blow.

Miles smirked seeing the  Death Knight sword flying towards him. In a flash he lunged upward, driving his dagger straight through the knight’s visor.

The dark purple light inside flickered—then went out and the knight staggered backward. 

Miles grabbed his second dagger and sliced of the death knight neck off

The Death Knight collapsed .

[DING : Host has slain a B rank monsters]

[4 stats points gained]

The lich froze.

“What?”  he muttered as he couldn't believe what he just witnessed as he didn't expect that Miles would be able to recover. “How are you still able to fight?” 

[Regeneration activated]

Miles' wounds knit together before the Lich eyes, his open flesh closed and the pain receded.

Miles didn’t waste a second.

[4 stats point added to Strength]

Miles' muscles bulged subtly, power coiling tighter.  He ripped the dagger free and turned.

The Death Knights hesitated.

Just for a moment.

That moment was enough.

“You guys have your fun and now it's my turn.”   He could have added his stats point earlier but he wanted to test how strong he had become while fighting against the death knights. But now that he understood his limits he was going to take the fight seriously.

Even the lich King could sense that the aura surrounding Miles was becoming even more tense and alarming….. “Kill that imbecile right now”

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