"What is your na?" The young man asked Eren, his voice filled with slight intrigue.
He didn't realize that Eren was actually trailing after him, here to save Feng Yu. He still thought that Eren had been in the Mountain of Loss before he arrived here.
It was impossible for soone in the Great Demon Sect to detect their location and arrive here so soon after all.
The fact that Eren wasn't wearing the Elder's attire further helped his misunderstanding.
Eren didn't answer. Instead, he used his own identification skill. Unlike the young man's skill, Eren's skill actually worked.
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[Na: Fey]
[Level: 11]
[Identity: Son of Wind Tower Master]
[Bloodline: None]
[Age: 19]
[Traits: Impatience]
[Stats]
[Strength: 17]
[Agility: 47]
[Stamina: 38]
[Intelligence :59]
[Mana: 457]
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The Identification skill revealed the identity of the other person as Fey, who was the son of Wind Tower Master. As the Wind Tower had long been destroyed, this identity didn't hold much significance anymore.
What was even more surprising were the stats of this person which were so low that even Eren was surprised.
He was only comparable to a level eleven person. Most of his stats weren't even ten percent of Eren's stats.
The only stat that was beyond normal range was his mana which had almost reached fifty percent of Eren's stats despite such a large level difference.
If this person had the sa level as him, Eren could only imagine how high his mana would have been.
With the Identification Skill, he was able to gain a rough understanding of the person.
The only problem was that the identification skill didn't reveal what kind of abilities this person had, or if he even had any system in the first place.
The person was physically weak. If he was still able to kidnap Feng Yu, then beyond trickery, he still needed sothing significant to help him. Eren was certain that this person had a significant ability, or at least a very peculiar system.
Eren already had a rough estimate about what that ability could be. It definitely wasn't anything close to his devouring ability. If that was the case, he would have already killed Feng Yu.
He rembered that this person addressed the one he killed as a slave. Was that his ability? An ability to turn people into his slaves? That was the only thing that could explain why he still kept Feng Yu alive.
It was quite a terrifying ability if it even worked on an Overlord level character. He used his identification skill on Feng Yu to see if she had already been turned into a slave.
The Status Screen didn't show any abnormality for Feng Yu.
'I see. There must be so kind of requirent for him to use his abilities," he thought, realizing the kind of situation it was.
The young man was quite intrigued about the reason Eren had gone silent. Was it because he was scared? It didn't matter. He wasn't looking for an answer either. He only wanted to distract Eren while his first slave moved behind Eren.
The woman, although unwillingly, had to follow his commands. She pulled out a dagger, silently moving closer to Eren while he was distracted.
The young man smirked. He had thought that Eren was quite sothing as the status screen didn't show anything for him. However, looking at the current situation, he had already started looking down on him.
As the woman reached within the striking distance of Eren, she jumped forth, thrusting her dagger towards Eren's back
The Necromancer Tower Slave was weak, only to be used as a key. However, the girl wasn't weak. Even if she wasn't as strong as his mother, she was still much stronger than him.
"Huh?" The young man frowned, watching the father of the woman stop rely a few inches away from Eren's back.
In front of his eyes, the markings of fingers appeared around the girl's neck, but he couldn't see any person there.
"Did you really have to turn your back to the enemy?" Yelen asked Eren, growling.
"Don't I have you to protect ?" Eren smiled in response. With Yelen behind him, did he really have to worry about such weak attacks?
"Glib tongue!" Yelen rolled her eyes as she raised the girl high before slamming her on the ground.
The young girl coughed out blood, still not able to see the person that had attacked her.
'This man... Sothing is really strange about him! I can't take any risks.' The young man clenched his fist.
He didn't know how Eren did it without even turning around, but he was sure that the situation could get dangerous for him if he didn't do anything.
He raised his hand, touching sothing in the air as he opened his inventory.
"Looking into your inventory? Is there sothing good in there?" The young man had just opened his inventory when he heard Eren's voice.
"You!" The young man's expression darkened. In this world, there should have been no concept of an inventory. How did this person know that he was using an inventory?
"Who are you?" he asked, his tone carrying a lot of questions within. "How do you know about my inventory? Are you also..."
The young man asked, but didn't finish his sentence. He didn't want to believe it.
He was supposed to be the most special person in this world who had Transmigrated here. How could there be more people like him? No, it was impossible!
"Don't you already know who I am?" Eren appeared right behind the young man who was so shocked that he failed to focus on keeping his inventory which closed.
"We should talk! I want to know more about you!" The young man's lips twitched as he opened his inventory again while keeping Eren distracted, even though he could feel the gaze of death landing on his back.
He reached out his hand to bring sothing out of his inventory, only to see blood splatter everywhere as his arm flew in the air before he could touch the inventory.
"The ti for talk is long over," Eren replied while blood trickled down the sharp blade of his sword.
There was nothing to talk, especially since Feng Yu could wake up at any ti. Before that happened, he wanted to kill the Transmigrator and take his abilities.
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