Chapter 25: Target

After they finished eating food, they all went their separate ways and went home. Atlan immediately went to sleep and looked forward to the next day. He hoped that he would get another fragment.

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Just like yesterday, after taking a shower and putting on a new battlesuit, Atlan quickly made his way back to the Savior HeadQuarters.

Just like before, his three friends and mentors were there waiting for him.

Atlan didn't dislike the monotony of his daily life, but there was something that bothered him still.

When he walked up the stairs of the HeadQuarters, he still saw the plume of smoke in the distance overwhelming a huge chunk of the City.

It had grown even larger this time.

He was even starting to wonder if his residential district would get affected at this point.

Even after two days, the Symptoms still haven't cleared. This meant that the Saviors still hadn't finished off the Canzers that were wreaking havoc in the Remedium.

When he mentioned this to Neumann, he also found this weird. They all thought that it would be over in just one day.

But despite the abnormality of the situation, they didn't panic. Nobody did. In their eyes, the situation would soon resolve itself given more time.

Everyone went into their same life without knowing that the Angels they relied on to be immortal had long gone extinct.

Atlan was the only one who knew that fact. But he couldn't do anything to change it. The only thing he could do was to make himself stronger bit by bit.

For his first goal, he wanted to turn his F class Mage LifeSkill to an S class one.

However, that would take a lot of LifeSkill fragments to accomplish.

When he went to the Training Hall Remedium and continued to 'clean up' their messes of Pseudo Canzers, all of them wondered how he could keep doing the same things over and over again without getting bored.

But for Atlan, doing this for an eternity was infinitely better than doing nothing and dying in the Unclaimed Lands.

And by killing the same monster over and over, Atlan was getting used to locating their weak points much more easily now.

Even his sword skills were improving at a very fast rate.

Unlike before, he wasn't stumbling and missing his sword thrusts anymore. As long as he knew where he wanted the sword tip to go, he could accurately hit it without a problem. seaʀᴄh thё NôvelFire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Of course, he also earned a lot of experience from reaping all the deaths.

[You have reaped the death of a simple creature: Pseudo Canzers] x169

[You have gained 2,535 experience]

However, he failed to gain a single LifeSkill fragment this time.

Thankfully though, his Cherubic Retribution LifeSkill finished its consolidation period and finally advanced to the 3rd stage.

Specialty: Vanguard

—DPS: (SSS) Cherubic Retribution

——— 3rd stage Student Realm

———— (0 / 3000)

And since he had enough experience anyway, he decided to upgrade it to the 4th stage immediately.

Specialty: Vanguard

—DPS: (SSS) Cherubic Retribution

——— Consolidating to 4th stage

———— 6 days : 23 hrs

With everything settled, he went back home.

As he lay in his bed, he closed his eyes and tried to feel the LifeSkill planets in his Soul System.

During his spare time throughout the day, he kept trying to activate his LifeSkill by 'reaching out' to it and to try and harness its powers.

But, it was easier said than done.

It felt like he was trying to materialize a giant hand that could hold the LifeSkill planet comfortably in the palm.

Whenever he tried to visualize it, he would barely be able to make a hand large enough to grasp the planets. And when he did, the moment he tried to move it, it would disintegrate into nothing but smoke.

It was a process of trial and error as he tried to find out the best way to activate his LifeSkill.

He didn't lose hope, though. He was willing to work hard and find a way to finally activate his LifeSkills.

He closed his eyes and readied himself for another hard day tomorrow.

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The next day, Atlan was glad to see that the cloud of smoke that ravaged a huge chunk of the City was gone!

It seemed that the Saviors finally triumphed against those Canzers.

He remembered Garuun, the Savior with the same job as him. He wondered what kind of contributions he made to the success of their mission.

When he walked up the steps with Neumann and the others, he noticed that they looked a little bit concerned.

"HeadQuarters have been weird since this morning," Wemby muttered.

"I agree. They've been really silent." Even Oliver, the man of few words, couldn't help but agree with him.

"Why?" Atlan wanted to know what happened.

"Usually, once a mission this severe is completed, the HeadQuarters would immediately send out a welcoming parade for the Saviors.

It gave a chance for the Saviors to feel appreciated for their hard work, and it also showed the normal citizens that the heroes would always be there to protect them.

But now…radio silence. Nobody has even seen anyone from the triumphant team ever since."

Did something happen during that mission?

But since Atlan couldn't do anything about it, he tried to put it to the back of his mind.

They all entered the Training Hall again, with their minds heavy with thoughts.

Atlan sat on the steps of the Training Hall Remedium, watching all of the other Saviors practice their LifeSkills on straw dummies.

His mind was filled with questions as he tried to juggle his thoughts about the weird situation with the HeadQuarters and his problem with activating his LifeSkills.

As he was subconsciously watching a mage Savior create a bullet made of vines and thorns, he suddenly saw something that made him wake up from his stupor.

He thought the mage missed his shot, but then the bullet suddenly curved and hit the dummy on the side of the head.

Wait…what if my SSS class Cherubic Retribution needs a target to activate?