Chapter 52 Chapter 52
"No system can ever best you, Nancy!"
"You were made perfect to begin with!"
"Together, you and I, shall set forth and make our legends be hea..." Clark was unstoppable in his gusto!
A minute and some spare breaths passed, the gamer's mirth finally subsided. Findd new stories at novelhall.com
"Next, let me check on my Death Magic Talent Tree." Clark decided. He then opened the interface to his skills once more. He reread the first skill he'd known of this mastery.
Bone Plate – creates a full body armor upon activation which affords meager defense to its caster.
"How much points in power can this skill add to my own, Nancy?"
"Bone Plate gives 20 percent bonus to your power stat, host."
"I see. So that would make my power rise to more or less, 121 points also. Barely passable." Clark murmured.
He did not dwell upon it for long though because his attention continued to scour on the next level skills that were now unlocked for his taking.
Curse: Enfeeble – weaken a target's overall power. (starts at 10% strength corruption, can be upgraded)
Curse: Isolation – encase a target in a shroud of unbreakable illusion. (limits the five basic senses, can be upgraded)
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"It would have been better if I could skip upgrading Curse: Itch entirely but it seems like I really have to spend at least 1 point to it before I can unlock the rest of the better ones above."
Clark said while trying to click at the curses Enfeeble and Isolation. Unfortunately, his efforts were proven in vain time and time again.
'Guess there's no helping it. I just have to accept it as fact.' Clark took a deep breath and clicked three times at the transparent screen directly in front of him.
+1 for Curse: Itch
+1 for Curse: Enfeeble
+1 for Curse: Isolation
"You have no more skill points left, host." Nancy stated the obvious.
"SIGH!"
"Time to go take a bath and freshen up."
"I still have an engagement party to finish."