Game World's Awakening-Chapter 23: Thread of Vengeance

Although he had had opportunities to use all the attributes of his body, this was the first time he had used them to the maximum level of each one, so he was completely sure that this was the case.

Technically, he should not belong to the Magical System set up by the Global Awakening System.

Because this Magical System has established rules, but he... He doesn't seem to have them.

Knowing this was a cause for joy, but it also felt strange. It was too good to be true.

But he had to believe it.

Perhaps the weight of obtaining such power would not come immediately; it would come in the future.

He shook his head to clear his mind of all these strange thoughts and looked again at the system's messages.

"6 stat points at once?"

The surprise made him call up the status window immediately. The 6 points were perfectly distributed in strength, agility, and sense, 2 in each. Considering that he had not added the remaining point in strength before, he now had 3 points in strength.

Although the increase in points was significant, the perfect distribution prevented him from increasing his resistance or agility enough to reach the 20 points in statistics.

As he examined his statistics points and considered whether to raise them all at once, a strange thread of spiritual energy appeared before him.

He looked at the mirror in his hand.

'Does it connect?'

If he followed the trail, he could somehow know that this strange thread was connected to the body of his former boss that was inside his inventory, so he took it out to verify it.

Being in the inventory, the bodies are kept in perfect condition even when they are dead, so there wasn't much change from the last time he saw it. Even so, there was something peculiar and it was that strange thread of energy that seemed to swirl over it.

In addition, this thread seemed to travel between dimensions quickly and showed him Loen City, specifically John Clark's body and the place where he was currently. The same thread of energy that connected the corpse in front of him also connected John Clark.

This thread traveled quickly between Clark House and various parts of the city, appearing in different bodies.

Although Elliot did not understand how a broken item like this could allow him to see through so many things, he was sure that he knew those marked people.

"John Clark and Alexander Clark, the current leader of the Clarks... There's even that little squad leader who was a good friend of my father's. What's happened?"

Although the thread seemed to travel to other places, he couldn't see it completely because they were too far away. That brought him back to his senses and made him wonder what was going on.

And as if to answer his question, floating words that did not belong to the system appeared before his eyes.

[Those who have your blood on their hands have been marked. The thread that connects you to them is the Thread of Vengeance; it longs for your arrival.]

'Thread of Vengeance?' He looked at the mirror and realized that he had a wound on his hand. It wasn't too deep, and he probably got it when he was hitting the boss, but enough blood came out of that wound to bathe the mirror.

He immediately realized why the item had been activated; it was not out of the ordinary. Some items are only activated with blood.

But the words it had said...

'They have blood of my blood on their hands...' Although he didn't understand it at first, now he did.

'They are the bastards who killed my mother and my sister.'

The anger inside him roared, and the waves in his heart rocked like an angry tsunami. Although he already knew roughly who the murderers of his family were, he saw some faces he didn't expect to see, like that friend of his father's.

That's why he was so angry, almost starting to damned, but this time he was able to control himself by breathing several times in a row.

Despite the fact that his teeth were clenched so tightly that they looked as if they were about to crash into each other, he managed to open his mouth and reassure himself: "The pain will only be momentary... Calm and patience. You've put up with it for several years; you can still put up with it for another year... Or a few months."

Despite his words, he was forced to close his eyes to avoid seeing the words in front of him because he felt that if he continued to see them, he would lose control and was not prepared to face those people.

Leaving aside John Clark, who is stronger than him at the moment, he couldn't even go and face that Squad Leader from the city because he knew he was strong. Not to mention Alexander Clark. How could he beat that guy who was the leader of one of the leading families in Loen City?

He needed to calm down so as not to do something crazy.

While his eyes were closed, he suddenly thought: 'My father's disappearance... Maybe it has something to do with that guy, doesn't it? Although my father was much more powerful than anyone here...' he thought.

In his father's day, Loen City was not so weak, and that was thanks to him. It was one of the most powerful cities in the kingdom, in fact, and that was entirely due to his presence. That's why it was difficult for Elliot to associate such weak people with his disappearance, but it might make sense if he thought about it carefully.

His father was a man who was good to everyone, a full-blown hero who taught him how to look at the world as a hero. But because of this, his weakness was that he did not distrust those who approached him.

'Maybe he was sold...'

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When he opened his eyes again, only the system window was visible, displaying his statistics.

He looked at them, flickering, but did not move, as he was thinking about his father.

"Maybe that bastard knows where my father is." An urgency rose in his heart, wanting to go and talk to him, but he knew how to control himself by breathing several more times.

Soon, it would be time.

He looked at the system again then and did not hesitate to raise his strength to 23 points, agility to 17, and sense to 9.

"I'm almost in the Awakened Rank. Soon, I'll be able to find out what happened in those days." He sighed. "Let's go to the rat zone and hunt down as many as we can. Anyway, I can't enter the same dungeon twice in quick succession."

Having made up his mind, he looked around the room once more. He stowed away the boss's corpse and then retrieved the only item he had left behind, apart from the mirror.

"The book of spells he used..." His eyes lit up with joy.

"It's for casting fireballs. As expected... Should I sell it? Magic items are incredibly expensive, even when they're low-rank."

[Unnamed Magic Book of Rank E]

| A book used by the Inventor Goblin's Spider Chimera to cast magic. It is imbued with Fireball Magic and has a high attack power.

| After killing an unknown Young Master, the Boss Chimera obtained it two months ago. The book has appeared in it randomly ever since.

| It improves the strength of Fireballs by 5% if its bearer is a Fire Mage of any Variation. If a Soul Mage carries it, it improves the power of their Fireballs by 8%.

| It can be traded.

In this world, only Soul Mages should be able to cast spells at long distances. However, there is an exception: using items that have been enchanted by a Soul Mage or an Illusionist, which is the second type of Imaginer that exists.

Now, the Physical Mage, Resistance Mage, and Agility Mage can have certain advantages when using these enchanted objects because not only will they be able to attack from a distance, but they will also be able to do so in close combat, as was the case with the Chimera.

But only they can use this type of book. No one else should be able to, except for an exception to this rule.

The Magic Swordsmen.

Elliot is not ignorant of these awakened ones because they are incredibly famous in the current era.

The Kingdom of Arce has one of them, sitting at the top of the Kingdom's pyramid, a Saint. His strength is incredible, and he has been known for many years as the most powerful man in the Kingdom.

If you look beyond the borders of the Arce Kingdom, the Sun Kingdom has an immensely powerful Magic Swordsman they call the Southern Sun. He is so powerful that even the Arce Saints respect him.

Not to mention the Dragon Kingdom or the world-famous Lux Kingdom.

In each of these countries, many people are so famous because they are Magic Swordsmen that they make everyone else want to be one.

Even without going too far, doesn't he have one of those knocking on his door?

Tyler Clark is respected throughout the Kingdom for being a rather skilled Magic Swordsmen and is well-liked in his guild, as he is a Magic Swordsmen with an affinity for fire, which makes him one of the most sought-after worldwide.

And they, too, can use these items' power, making them valuable and expensive tools.

'Selling it would be a good idea, but... What if one day I can make an invocation capable of using fire? So far, it hasn't told me anything about me not being able to create mages. Perhaps by adding many points in Sense, I can create one.'

Weighing up the pros and cons of selling or retaining the item was a bit tedious for him, as he was looking too far into the future. Was it convenient for him or not?

Although he was very tempted to sell it because it could be worth hundreds of millions, he sighed.

'I won't sell it until I confirm that I can't create a fire mage.' He made up his mind.

He had to put his own personal strength above money.

He prepared to leave but suddenly stopped, remembering the body of his former boss.

'If those guys had a way of tracking the bodies like that mirror, then it would be dangerous to have it with me,' he thought. 'And the dungeon eliminates everything in here when it resets.'

If he had an item capable of doing that, who was to say his enemies wouldn't have it, too?

For that reason, he left the corpse in the middle of the room so that the dungeon would swallow it up when it began its reset process. After that, he went through the portal on the other side of the room.