050 "A" THREAT DETECTED
The Veyran team broke formation the instant their leader fell.
Panic spread like wildfire. Without Fenyl, their will to fight dissolved, and the rcenaries turned to flee.
But the Deacon of Annubis wasn't about to let them escape.
He descended in a blur of gold and shadow, his scythe flashing like liquid light. The first Veyran warrior didn't even have ti to scream before his body split apart.
A crimson mist filled the air.
Then—
Notification: Your skill [Montum Collapse] has improved.
Dan chuckled under his breath. He almost lost his Camouflage from laughing, but it was worth it. Revenge always was.
"Serves you right," he whispered.
The dead Veyran had been one of them — one of those who conspired to kill him, the one who'd handed him that alien-attracting beacon during the mission in Mountain Death.
When Dan saw the Deacon closing in, he'd already acted first — activating his mining app, locking Veyran as his next source. The mont he perished, the mining process completed.
Power flowed into Dan, cold and exhilarating. It was the taste of vengeance.
The Veyran ta human's essence was kinetic-based — perfect synergy for his Montum Collapse fusion skill. Dan could feel the compatibility the instant it rged. His body vibrated faintly, as if charged by invisible pressure.
The rest of the Veyran expedition scread and scattered, but the Deacon was rciless. Each swing of his scythe carved another into the dust.
And every ti one of them fell—
Notification: Your skill [Montum Collapse] has improved.
Notification: Your skill [Montum Collapse] has improved.
Notification: Your skill [Montum Collapse] has improved.
Notification: Your skill [Montum Collapse] has improved.
Notification: Your skill [Montum Collapse] has improved.
Notification: Your skill [Montum Collapse] has improved.
Notification: Your skill [Montum Collapse] has improved.
Notification: Your skill [Montum Collapse] has improved.
Notification: Your skill [Montum Collapse] has improved.
One by one, those who betrayed him — those who watched him die in Mountain Death — were erased.
Dan stood in silence, invisible, watching their judgnt unfold. When the last body hit the ground, he closed his phone with a quiet, satisfied click.
"All accounted for," he murmured. "Their sins… punished."
Your skill: Montum Collapse has upgraded to Rank F
Dan laughed, a low, satisfied sound that almost broke through his camouflage.
"And adequate compensation received," he muttered.
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The Blue Blood invasion wasn't slowing — it was in fact escalating. Across the fortress walls, explosions tore through the sky as the enemy unleashed their main force.
Dozens of Deacons of Annubis advanced in formation, each commanding packs of shadow hounds that surged like living tides.
Their howls drowned out the alarms.
Even Dan felt a flicker of fear at the sight. The sheer scale of the assault was terrifying — a true army of the alien world.
But he forced it down. Fear was a distraction, and he had work to do.
He swiped open his mining app and targeted one of the alien leaders.
Target: Krathgolok
Rank: D
Strength: 241 | Charm: 18 | ta: 90 | Command: 88 | Blood: 384 | Armor: 384
A wicked smile spread across Dan's face.
"Let's do another experint."
He tapped Relinquish: Blood. The numbers shifted instantly.
Blood: 385
He laughed again. "There goes a little more blue blood from my veins," he said. Every ti he hit Relinquish: Blood, one point of his cursed stat drained away.
"Eventually," he whispered, "I'll be rid of this blood curse completely."
Then a thought struck him.
He hesitated only for a heartbeat — then tapped Acquire: ta.
His stats changed again.
1 ta received.
Dan froze, then grinned like a man discovering fire. "No way… I can steal stats from them too?"
Without hesitation, he began tapping through every parater — Strength, Command, ta, Charm — every trait the Deacon possessed.
The power of their stats flowed into him in a cascade of light only he could see.
His pulse quickened. "Stealing from aliens is perfect. There will be no complaints, no witnesses, and no SIA regulations to worry about," he said.
One Deacon down. He moved on to the next. And the next.
Each ti, the numbers surged, his stats climb higher with every successful extraction.
Acquire: Strength. Acquire: ta. Acquire: Command. Acquire: Charm.
The app pulsed with data until his entire body vibrated with newfound power.
When the last Deacon's essence faded, his screen displayed the alert he'd been waiting for.
System Limit Reached: Maximum Stats for Rank F achieved.
Dan exhaled, exhilarated. He couldn't grow stronger — not until he broke into Rank E after his mining app improves his rank.
But that didn't matter.
He looked out over the battlefield, the storm of energy and death raging below, and smiled.
"Let them co," he said softly. "I'm ready."
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A shadow hound clawed its way through the force field, snarling as it landed on the walls. Before its feet even touched the ground, Dan vanished—then reappeared beneath it, his heel crashing against its neck.
A ripple of invisible force exploded outward.
Montum Collapse.
The hound's neck crumpled inward with a sickening crunch, its body folding before it even realized it was dead.
"Yes, I can kill a hound without the Fist Form Blade
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