Chapter 183 Moment Of Reproach

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Chapter 183 Moment Of Reproach

Name: Northern Longguard

True Name: [Nameless]

Attributes: [Formless], [Spawn of Void], [Limitless Void], [Vestige of Chaos and Void], [All Eyes], [Chaos Thread], [Flames of Chaos]

Soul Rank: [Drifter]

Talent Fragments: [84/2000]

[Copied Talents]: [1/2]

[Owned Talents]: [1]

[Attribute Abilities (Active/Passive)]: [9/10]

[Owned Items]: [Mortal Blade], [Eternal Twilight], [Silver Sword], [Death Glare] and 4 others.

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Northern stared blankly at the panel floating before his eyes.

They were evidences of his weakness.

He had no talent, no soul core, no edge on fundamental learning. To put it in a word, he was trash!

That was what he just got reminded of.

His entire experience in the rift, he focused on just one single thing: survival.

He tried to protect himself a lot by not fighting.

Even times when he did, he was overridden by madness. Perhaps this much of his growth was owed to the fact that he was insane.

If he was sane, would he have fought as much, would he not have given up or ran away?

Because all he cared about was surviving.

He thought that was the only way to fight, to fight to survive. Even when he wanted to grow stronger, it was to have a higher stake of survival.

The only case he fought out of pure grudge and necessity to overcome was when he fought his nemesis—Night Terror.

And it couldn't as much be called a fight.

The poor thing was in a weakened state. And luck was a vital play in how he won the fight.

While he had hauled himself a little by persistence, he had been carried all through by luck.

It didn't matter whether it was true or not.

It was how he felt right now.

He twirled the ghostly blade and stabbed it into the already standing Corpse Eater then plunged Mortal Blade deep into his last slay.

He wrenched both swords free in a spill of black blood that smeared his face and armor.

Then he turned to look at the two clones.

'Oh, wow, they are doing well.'

Although their movements and skills, if he could put it into words: they were somewhat diluted compared to when it was just the clone that later became a body for Dark Terror.

Northern paused and thought for a moment.

'Could there have been a chance that the reason why Dark Terror is so skillful is because of the clone itself?'

Northern's Singularity clone had been seared with so much battle experience, but Dark Terror was as much terrifying so he didn't really give it the thought before.

But seeing these ones now, he couldn't help but permit the notion.

Dark Terror is truly an amazing monster, no doubt.

Northern tried to remember Dark Terror's first fight after he took over the clone.

It was the definition of a menace.

The grin it gave to those humans.

'Crap... it really has to be the case. There's no other explanation.'

However, something else bothered Northern.

He swung his hand, rendering a vertical slash to the monster that lunged towards him.

The creature reeled back like a log of wood but quickly recomposed itself and dashed at him again.

But Northern was already in motion, meeting the monster before it barely counted four steps and plunging the ghostly blade into its mouth.

He skillfully turned the Mortal Blade and buried it into the side of its neck.

The monster wriggled voraciously and fell too.

[You have slain Disastrous Savage - Corpse Eater]

[You have gained +2 talent fragments]

[Your clone has slain Hazardous Savage - Corpse Eater]

[You have gained +2 talent fragments]

[Your clone has slain Hazardous Savage - Corpse Eater]

[You have gained +2 talent fragments]