"What a pity!"
Hartol mumbled with a disappointed expression. He had worked for years to wake up the man, and just when he was close to achieving his goal, the laws acted and forced the man to fall into deep sleep once again.
Hartol had long stopped sending small threats to the store since there was no point in doing that anymore. At first, it was fun, but once it beca a routine, it lost its charm.
The man in deep sleep was one of the ways he had thought to use to harm the store. There was a reason for the Sacred Creator to escape the scene as soon as he sensed the familiarity of the man.
The man in deep sleep was one of the leaders of the army that laid siege to the Sacred Dinsion countless years ago. There were many strong figures in that group, but none equal to the man.
If not for thirty Sacred Creators sacrificing their lives and sealing the man, Vritrasura's army would have won big in the war.
Hartol suddenly felt a chill crawling down his spine as he was suddenly surrounded by eleven powerful creatures.
The next mont, he cald down since he had expected the Void Beasts to arrive. Awakening the man was equivalent to putting the Sacred Dinsion in harm's way. Punishnt for doing sothing like that was death, but Hartol didn't worry about it at all. He had soone very powerful protecting him.
The next mont, an evil smile erupted on his face while the eleven Void Beasts beca solemn.
The eleven Void Beasts then began to discuss sothing on their own, and once all reached the sa conclusion, they looked at Hartol and said, "We will spare you this ti since the man didn't wake up, but there will be no next ti."
They didn't wait for Hartol's answer and disappeared from the area. Hartol only scoffed in response to their warning.
What he wanted to achieve had already been done. The laws created by the sacrifice of the thirty Sacred Creators were no longer strong enough to keep the man in deep sleep. In ten thousand years at most, the man would be able to break the restriction and wake up.
At that mont, it would be Hartol's turn to enjoy the fun. The Void Beasts wouldn't be able to bla him since he wouldn't do anything in that situation.
He was about to leave when the pupils of his right eye suddenly inverted. A respectful expression appeared on his face since that phenonon ant only one thing: a powerful being had descended into his body.
"Master, I beg you for an apology," Hartol imdiately knelt and apologized.
A shocking scene played out in the area as his eyes were still there, but the inverted eye remained in the sa position while he was kneeling. It was a scene out of comprehension. But since it wasn't the first ti Hartol was facing the scene, he didn't feel surprised.
A round of spiritual conversation played out between the two sides, and then things returned to normal. Hartol's face didn't look good, so he left the scene after taking a deep look at the planet.
Unaware of what tragedy would have occurred if not for the laws, Huan walked to the skill room after completing the purchase of the beast.
Since he had borrowed a large sum of money from the store, he didn't have to worry about lack of financial wealth and act cheaply.
When he walked inside the room, nurous murals of different skills being acted out appeared in his eyes. He was still in a slightly bad mood due to the illusion, so he ignored the murals and directly walked to the counter for the Supre God level skills.
The creature had told him he would awaken skills as his cultivation increased, but that was very far from the present, so in the anti, he needed so skills.
After the creature, his elental compatibility had changed. He could no longer use any of the common elents. He could only use rare elents like fear, horror, and others. Skills for these elents were uncommon due to the low number of users.
He didn't waste any ti and reached for the last shelf in the bottom row. The next mont, he had a card in his hand.
Huan imdiately focused on the content on the card. It was a skill belonging to the elent of envy. He didn't like what he saw, so he returned the card and pulled out another one.
Ti flew by, and soon, it was his seventieth attempt at pulling out a card.
[Na: Nightmare Attack
Type: Attacking
Level: God
Elent: Horror
Cultivation Level: Early to peak Supre God
Effect: Creates a wave of horrors that strike the minds and bodies of the enemies, causing paralyzing fear, ntal tornt, and physical mayhem, leaving them in a state of utter anxiety and incapacitation
Description: The skill taps into the primal essence of horror, unleashing a terrifying wave of horrors that attacks enemies' minds and bodies. It represents a great form of horror-based attack, overwhelming opponents with sheer terror.
It demands profound understanding and control over the elent of horror and the ability to channel negative energies. The stress on the user's mind and spirit is imnse, requiring a strong will and ntal fortitude to wield the attack.
Price: 2 ultimate and 500,000 supre Sacred stones.]
Huan couldn't help but nod in appreciation after reading the details of the card. The requirent to use the card wasn't small, but with the help of the creature, he didn't need to worry about the side effects.
The creature was also impressed with the skill, so it also asked Huan to choose this one. The two could use the card to its full extent.
Huan also knew the sa, so he chose that card. Since a custor could only buy one card of one type for any grade, Huan decided to move to the next row.
He didn't need nurous skills but only needed a few, so there was no point in buying a skill from every shelf in a row.
The next mont, he reached to the last shelf in the next row and pulled out a card.
(Chapter End.)
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