Chapter 130: Attributeless

Ray slumped his shoulders on the comfortable sofa, a satisfied expression on his face as he stared ahead, not at the TV, but at the red panel in front of him.

"Half a million mutation energy, huh."

He was naturally pleased with this terrifying amount of mutation energy coursing through his body.

"A level three undead only gives me a hundred thousand mutation energy, huh..." Ray thought, frowning.

He had already killed two level four undead, and the rest of the mutation energy came from his absolute slaughter of the undead, with some previously accumulated from when he punched the sky.

All he could think was that his power might have already reached an unfathomable level of strength.

Although that level three undead bee did present him with a slight challenge, it was nothing. Even without using any skills, the level three undead bee would have been a bit difficult to deal with, but ultimately not a problem at all.

"Have I really reached the pinnacle of strength?" Ray's eyes flashed with a complicated gaze. "Now what?"

He would definitely take care of those people if they ever showed their faces, but until then, what could he do except continue increasing his strength?

A person should not be a slave to power; power is merely a means to accomplish one's goals.

Ray felt a little confused about what to do next.

At that moment, Freya walked into the room, cradling her bulging tummy.

"Ray." Freya immediately smiled when she saw him sitting there, lost in thought.

"Freya."

Ray smiled back at her before walking over with a worried expression on his face.

"It's not the time for you to be walking around like this," his eyes filled with concern.

"It's fine, Ray, I'm okay."

Freya chuckled. "Besides, I don't get to spend as much time with you as before, thanks to those vixens."

"Hahaha."

The corners of Ray's lips curled into a smile.

"You're really one of a kind." He gently hugged her, rubbing his cheek against hers.

"Umu!" Freya pouted cutely, but it was clear she was enjoying it.

"Come, sit on the sofa. We can play Super Mash Bros together." Ray guided her to sit and handed her the controller.

"You've got so much free time?"

Freya looked at Ray with a squinted gaze.

"Hey, it's always nice to relax once in a while," Ray said, shaking his head helplessly.

As they chatted and laughed while playing the game, the other women in Ray's life joined in as well.

Ray looked at the smiles on their faces and couldn't help but feel warmth in his heart.

At first, he spread his Genes for the system and would continue to do so, but Ray knew he would absolutely care for them for his entire life.

Even if he attained an infinite lifespan, he would ensure they could live with him.

A life filled with loneliness wasn't Ray's desire at all.

"Let's advance my skill now."

After feeling the clarity of post-nut bliss, Ray opened his eyes and looked at the system again.

"Hmm, which skill should I advance?"

Ray felt a little flustered, overwhelmed by the sheer number of skills at his disposal.

"Oh well, let's upgrade them all," Ray said with a smirk.

With half a million mutation energy, it would be a breeze. He might even be able to fully advance his S-class skill.

"Body-strengthening is already maxed out, next is Necromancer..."



Necromancer (Awakening III)



Ray's mind flashed back to that terrifying scene he had witnessed in the realm of death, and a trace of hesitation immediately appeared in his thoughts.

Even now, as a celestial, he still felt it wasn't enough to take on those monsters. The fear lingered.

"Should I really advance it?"

That thought only lasted for a moment before Ray decisively allocated two thousand mutation energy to advance the skill to Awakening IV.

For a moment, Ray couldn't sense any changes in his body.

The mutation energy seemed to have changed within him, adding more attributes of the dead.

This was something Ray had been able to faintly sense after becoming a celestial by breaking his Gene limits.

In his perception, mutation energy felt like a strange force, not truly mutation itself but more like attributeless energy.

When Ray gained or upgraded a skill, this attributeless energy would be infused with specific attributes. It also seemed to unlock doors within his genes, and most of the information he gained came from within them.

It was a peculiar sensation, one that left Ray somewhat confused, though he was deeply intrigued by the study of this mutation energy. If he could understand it better, it could lead him to the source of the apocalypse... and everything else.

Ray suddenly closed his eyes, sensing changes in his mind.

The image of the Grim Reaper had become much, much clearer, and now he could vividly visualise it.

He instinctively sat cross-legged and focused on the image, gradually falling into a trance-like state.

While Ray was focusing, he didn't realise that his body was gradually emitting an aura of death that surrounded him.

His mind was completely absorbed in the portrait of the Grim Reaper, with nothing external seeming to faze him as he went deeper and deeper into the trance.

Ray inadvertently found himself in an eerie darkness.

"Wait, did I enter the realm of the dead?"

He snapped out of his trance-like state, shaken to the core as he felt himself gradually sinking in place.

"What is happening?"

Ray visualised the Grim Reaper's image and stopped sinking into the darkness.

His eyes couldn't see, but he walked forward guided by the image. Even in the eerie darkness, Ray seemed to glimpse a faint figure...