Chapter 81: The Last Remnants

He checked his character sheet and couldn't close his mouth at how strong he had become, especially the skills he had gained.

Name: Nikolai

Level 40

Race: Demihuman

Class: Assassin

Subclass: Shadow King

HP: 8000/10 000

MP: 9000/9000

Attack: 1000(+500)

PDEF: 800 (+300)

Strength: 70

Vitality: 40

Dexterity: 80 (+90)

Stamina: 60

Intelligence: 50

Constitution: 30

Equipment: Epic rank Armour robe and boots.

Skills

"Come out you treacherous intruder and receive your punishments for the sin of desecrating this holy land."

Nikolai had no choice but to oblige, this skill used an insane amount of mana and he wasn't planning on running out.

The moment he showed himself, he was bombarded by punches and kicks that made him cough out blood.

"So, this is why it was ranked A," he said drowning his insides with a health potion.

They didn't wait for him to digest it, as they closed in, in unison. Two of them aim for his head with punches, while the others went for his legs, there was another at his back.

Their synchronised attacks were truly ironclad, they must've trained years together to be able to read each others minds without doing so. Nikolai couldn't be mad at that, he admired it.

He dissipated into darkness using shadow step, he was moving so fast that he created darkness as a tail. The monks were too slow for the shadows, their eyes followed and attacked the tail that trailed behind him.

Nikolai moved behind the ones who handled the frontal attack, he used poison dagger to scratch them, on the surface it looked like his scratching was child's play but since the wounds weren't deep the poison worked slowly to corrode them.

"You guys can have a perfect match up, what's the point if you can't catch me."

Just as he was about to embed his dagger on one of the monk's eye, it held his arm firmly blocking the attack.

"You think just this—"

Nikolai however had already lifted his other one to destroy the other eye. The eye exploded in its socket, black goo came out of it.

"I have two, dumbass."

The monk was immediately out of commission, so Nikolai attacked the rest with one goal in mind, destroy their eyes.

It was not exactly easy to take out multiple enemies, with a single tiny weakness which was their eyes. But he did it, not without damage, he receive plenty of his own. He sat there drinking potions and recuperating.

Ding!

[Congratulations, you've cleaned the lost temples of their shame. The monks thank you profusely for your mercy and ask that you take the remains of their leader back to his family.]

Nikolai walked back to the capital, he was glad the remains weren't an actual corpse. He was holding an urn that had the leader's ashes, he had been cremated. He was grateful for that.