Bro, I'm not an Undead!

Chapter 1241: Outlandish Powers!



Silence reigned as the group exited the Empyrean Hatcher. Kintar went forth to take the lead, Baddan and Savast following after her. Silrat, Theurien and Red Rage followed after them, then Soidon, Pherdanta, Elita, then Kenno and Grim in the back.

"Why don't we go to the Tipser Field first? It should be a great place to start the tour after that sappy moment," Kintar said while pointing at the upside-down field floating in the air a distance away. "And why don't we walk there for a change, hmm? It's good for the legs."

"You normally fly everywhere. What do you know about what's good for legs?" Baddan said to her.

"I'm not doing so right now, am I? Plus, since I'm the most in-tune with my centre of gravity, I think I am a notable choice for expositions on anything leg related," Kintar hissed. "What good is a familiar centre of gravity when you're resisting gravity most of the time?" Savast attacked.

Kintar, likely recalling the earlier game of Kintar-ball, narrowed her eyes.

"You know, for someone with nine brains, you're severely mediocre when it comes to information retention. What did I just say?" she spat her venom.

Savast narrowed his three pupil-less eyes dangerously.

Elita was watching the Unlimited Stars closely. Their interactions were... odd. She would have said that these people had no sense of camaraderie if she hadn't seen their impressive gesture earlier when they formally greeted her and the others. Also, she would have said they didn't get along, or that Kintar was an object of intense hostility for the other Stars, if she had felt some manner of bloodlust from any one of them, but there wasn't any.

These people were actually very, very close, it seemed.

'Well, that goes without saying. If Skullius' words are anything to go by, this fighting force of his must be somewhat perfect in every regard,' the former Paladin Champion thought.

She looked at Baddan and then Savast.

She was tempted.

She really wanted to know how strong these people were.

'Maybe just a peek,' she convinced herself. She would use the guidance field for a split-second

to check how strong Savast was. If there was no reaction from him, she would check the others as well.

Elita proceeded with her plan immediately.

[ Name : Savast QUEI]

[Tier: 97]

[Level: 348]

[EXP: --- ]

[Core(s): Purple ]

[ Class: Batty Mind Caster]

[ Race: Warpsing Fleshimon]

[Inv. Status: Considering dismantling Kintar's brain nerve by nerve ]

[ Stats]

[UNGENTLE APPULSE (II): 122,900 ]

Host can attack three targets with a single action

[WHIP STEP (II): 400(231,900)]

Every movement with the intent to cross a large distance by the host may (if they desire) be amplified fourfold

[ BEYOND SMART (II): 134,094]

Elevated intelligence; every unit of intelligence recorded is worth two extra units

[ THREE-BLOW QUO (II): 675,000]

Host cannot be harmed unless they receive three consequent blows each above a certain threshold of strength (The threshold is 675,000 (II))|

[LUCK: 165]

[I RESIST DEATH: 44/50]

The host cannot be killed until all automatic reviving charges have been exhausted]

[MANA (II) (x4): 50,210,000/50,210,000]

[ NEURAL ENERGY STORE (x9): 17,899,565/18,050,785]

...!!!

Elita reeled.

What in the world...?

Even though she had only glimpsed Savast's stats, she had read everything clearly.

But had she? What did she just see?

The former Paladin Champion wore a dumbfounded expression.

Beyond Smart, Whip Step and... I Resist Death? These were stats from Aigas?!

Because she had managed to reach Patronage Rank 3 a while ago, her guidance field explained oddities that didn't match the general system established in a particular world, hence the small notes she saw below the strange stats.

Savast hadn't reacted to her appraisal, so she got bolder. She decided to check Kintar's stats

next.

[ Name: Kintar Aladaster]

[Level: 55]

[EXP: --- ; <Task Pending>]

[Core(s): Purple ]

[Class: True Myth Mage ]

[Race: Human]

[Inv. Status: Wondering how to (ahem) Savast's brains]

[ Stats]

[ EXPANDED VISION-BASED TORSION (II): 112,908]

Host can exercise all forms of physical interaction - especially physical impacts - with their

sight|

[ COLLAPSING ALACRITY (II): 155,934]

When the host chooses, every movement collapses the integrity of their surroundings temporarily to bring them to their destination at once

[ TRANSCENDENT SKIP (II): x365,987]

|A second aspect of the host's transformed "Agility" where should they desire it - if they backpedal a step, they traverse the entire span of the surrounding location up to 365,897 times in all directions within in an instant

[ MEDITATIVE FOCAL INSTANCING (II): 30,000]

The host can isolate instances they have experienced, within their mind and then dissect, enhance, expand and speculate on them with extreme, Diviner-like quality, in a speck of time incalculable by most third parties. Up to 30,000 instances can be processed at a timel

[ FLUCTUATING THROTTLE]

The host's endurance is impossible to consistently trace and constantly fluctuates for better

or for worse

[ LUCK: 76]

[ EXAGGERATED HEALTH: 1,223,003,899/1,123,003,899]

Unusually inflated "Health" |

[ ASCETIC MANA (II) (x15): 127,466,980/127,466,980]

The host's mana prefers to exist separately from them. It carves itself into the shape of the

host's abilities and when needed, it can detonate with the effects of these abilities (taken after from the host's body). There is no need for conscious activation of an ability by the host

themselvesn/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

[ SUPER-CHARGED MANA (II) (x6): 56,000,866/56,000,566]

Mana entangled violently with different concepts and essences

...

Elita came to halt, her mouth slightly agape.

...What?

What was all this?

"Psst. You were appraising someone, weren't you?" someone suddenly whispered in Elita's

ear.

She almost jumped and turned to her side.

Grim, with a sly smile had appeared close to her, inching his head to face inappropriately.

"How did you know?" she asked, frowning. A droplet of sweat was making its way down her

brow.

"Well, I've seen that look of slack-jawed surprise many, many times on the Boss' face. He usually does it when he's checking out how we've grown. If you are like him - as he said - then you can probably see our powers in detail, right?" Grim said, grinning widely.

His fangs were showing, though he likely didn't intend for his grin to look as creepy as it did

because of that.

"Yeah," Elita said. It was no use denying.

She was too disturbed to think of a good lie, not that she had ever been good at lying.

"You all have weird powers - weird physical attributes," she said.

"Weird? No, no. We have outlandish powers," Grim corrected. "But that's what makes us the

perfect complements to the Boss, I think."

Elita's face churned. She hesitated to appraise Grim.

"How many of you are Incandescent Stagers?" she asked. She wasn't sure how she should

phrase the question. Her intent came from her appraisal of Kintar just now, who was only five

levels away from the Transcendent Stage.

If she was Replicus' Deputy, Elita wondered if she was the strongest among the Unlimited

Stars.

Grim cheerfully answered.

"All of us, except Baddan and Savast, of course. It was really hard to complete some of the

Tasks and Trials we had while being detained in the Timemould Mirror Box. Oh, you wouldn't know what that is, would you?" he said, much to Elita's surprise. Incandescent Stagers had been dubbed as the optimal fighting force for a long time. A lot of combatants, especially in the modern day, peaked at this stage.

"Skullius wasn't bluffing about your strength then," Elita said with a faint, meaningless

chuckle.

"Oh no, he wasn't," Grim said, "though he sometimes says ludicrous things like how our combined force could kill him even at his best, and easily, for that matter. Hahaha. Well, even if that were true, once he merges, I'm sure he will be a lot stronger than us."

And indeed, it was so. Very much so.