Rulers of the Apocalypse—a group that was growing infamous at a very fast rate.
One would wonder who their boss was. What did they look like? What was their motive?
Well, for the first question...
"Why did the ones outside miss the routine report?"
Karina Carter—a woman with mixed blood—frowned as she sat on a natural chair—a pedestal made of rock in the cave.
She was a beautiful woman with a professional aura around her.
Her bright orange hair was tied in a bun, and she wore a loose tracksuit, which, although looked casual, didn't diminish her graceful looks.
Her face was long and sharp, and her dark blue eyes were right now filled with doubt and vigilance as she turned to look at one of the guys in front of her.
"Number 2, you go and check out what's happening."
She knew that whatever she was doing wasn't sothing people saw in a good light as she was stealing the effort of the others, but that is what she had always done.
She was the owner of a textile factory, and she would just keep pushing the workload on the workers, who would do whatever she told them to as she was their boss.
When the world changed, she hurriedly checked her stats and skills, knowing full well that with how the world was about to beco, being dead would be better than being weak.
She was one of the first ones to adapt to the apocalypse.
With her strength, she gathered the strongest of her workers, giving them positions higher than others, making a hierarchy, and in just so days, she had a whole working system with many people working for her.
Right now, when almost all of her n were out there, snatching the artifacts and relics from the others, she waited here for them to co back, with the strongest of her subordinates, ready to face any enemy that was to co their way.
She placed so normal mbers of her group for lookout and had told one of them to co in every 10 minutes, but this ti, even though the scheduled 10 minutes had passed, none of them ca in, causing a seed of doubt to sprout.
"As you wish, boss."
A guy with spikey black hair stood up, rushing out of the hall.
"Be quick."
Karina, however, frowned as she urged him to move faster.
She already had all the coins she could get, as she took the coins of every subordinate, leaving only 80 coins that could help them pay off the compulsory coin deduction for today.
She used to be ranked 10 before when she didn't do it, but now she is ranked 5 and just one or two coins away from reaching rank 4.
She didn't use the coins though, as she let the coins be there for ergency use.
There were more than 50 people working for her, killing beasts here and there and bringing their coins to her, increasing her stock more and more; it wouldn't be long before she reached rank 1, showing everyone that it was not a big feat.
But as there were more than 50 people under her, she needed to look after them as well.
So, she needed to use so coins to let them upgrade their stats; if she wanted them to fight for her, then she had to let them be strong enough to do it.
That was why it was taking her ti to reach higher in the ranking.
The number of coins she is able to save is quite low, according to her, that is.
"Yes!"
The number 2 guy hurriedly rushed out of the hall, dashing toward the outside, wanting to know what those dumbfucks were doing instead of doing their job.
Karina, with her sharp eyes, stared at the guy's back before she turned toward her status window, skimming through the chats for any ssage related to them.
The guy, on the other hand, froze the mont he took a turn after leaving the hall.
His steps halted, and his eyes quivered.
He couldn't speak, he couldn't turn, and he couldn't even move his gaze; it was as if sothing was stopping him from doing it.
All he felt was fear, and unknown terror was gripping his heart, making him sweat profusely.
But before he could think deeply about what was happening...
*Grab*
He felt his mouth being covered by a cold palm, causing a horrified glint to pass through his eyes, making him realize that the situation might be much more difficult than his boss had thought, but again before he could dwell too deeply into what could be happening...
*Pierce—Squelch*
'ARGHHHHHHHH—!'
He scread inwardly, his muscles trembling in pain as he felt a cold and sharp tal piercing his neck from the side; it was done in a slow yet precise motion, as if the owner had done the sa thing many tis.
The one who did it was Alex, and right now, he was trying to muffle the sound as much as possible.
*Squelch*
He twisted the blade of the knife inside the guy's neck, causing the guy's eyes to widen one last ti before his body went limp.
*Rustle*
Alex, who saw that, placed the guy's body around the corner, letting his back rest on the wall of the cave as his eyes moved toward Karina again.
His eyes squinted as he stared at her status, especially the skill that was most likely given to her by her contracted god.
[[Na: Karina Carter.
Race: Human.
Title: Leader (Rare—Progressive).
Coins: 9907.
Sponsor: The Fla of Sacrifice.
Stats:
→ Strength – Level 12 (Tier 1)
→ Defense – Level 13 (Tier 1)
→ Agility – Level 14 (Tier 1)
→ Stamina – Level 12 (Tier 1)
→ Mana – Level 15 (Tier 1)
Skills:
→Veritas Infernum(Legendary) (Level 6—Tier 1) – A fire that is a much tar version of the real fire of a certain entity, used for many purposes, but mostly destruction.
– Absolute Destruction: The skill is able to destroy anything and everything, including mana and other fire.
–Judgnt of Truth: This helps the wielder pierce through any deception, be it illusion or lie.
– Fire Possession: Being able to turn your body immune to physical damage by turning it incorporeal. (Partially Locked)
→Poison Mist Control(Epic) (Level 5—Tier 1) – A mist made of poison, strong enough to lt tals if provided with mana.
– Poison Shield: Lets the user cover their body with a shield of poison that could shield them from any attack sent by an enemy with a cooldown of 30 minutes.
– Poison Arrows: An arrow made of concentrated poison, enough to lt the shields made of tal.
– Poison cover: Can use poison to create a smokescreen for an escape.
→Business Genius(Rare) (Level 2—Tier 1) – You were born with a business mind; you always thought about profit.
– Business Minded: Your senses would warn you about a path that could bring you harm.
– Strategic mind: You can co up with better ideas the harder you are pushed to a corner.
→Sharp Tounge(Rare) (Level 1—Tier 1) – Your words do more damage than swords, making it possible to ntally weaken your enemies just by stating things that you discovered.
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