Chapter 162 Battle Of The Tormented (12)

Now… Let's see what these class-up options are.

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[Class: Prince of Blood]

[Description: You have become so filled with bloodlust and used to the sight of blood that you have unlocked this class. A few other unnamed things have helped you acquire this class, but besides that, it increases your proficiency with blood-related skills and a slight familiarity with blood-based monsters.]

[Requirements: Proficiency with Blood-Attributed Skills | ??? | ??? | 30 Speed | 25 Magic]

[Class Bonus: +5 Speed | +5 Defense | +10 Magic | Blood Related Skills]

[Class Drawbacks: -10 Defense | Less Proficiency With Weapons]

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"This is… alright. It isn't the best, but everything seems pretty balanced, and this honestly doesn't seem like that bad of a choice," I muttered to myself before scanning my eyes down to the next yet last class.

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[Class: Warlord]

[Description: Your proficiency and insight into war have become so great that you now have the power to see the battlefield with a bird's eye view. Your voice is commanding, and soldiers kneel to you just at the sound of your voice. Your presence is commanding and authoritative, meaning anybody under you will listen to your command.]

[Requirements: Understanding of War | High Intellect | Natural Born Leader | 32 Strength]

[Class Bonus: +15 Strength | War and Control Related Skills]

[Class Drawbacks: -10 Speed]

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That is… interesting, to say the least.

I can tell the system is urging me to go in one direction, and to be honest, despite how much I hate the system… I can't help but agree with it.

Going with Warlord would definitely be very useful but going with Prince of Blood… seems more practical.

I feel like the description doesn't say enough, and there is actually a secret a usage to it as, first of all, it is way too vague, and second of all, there are those question marks in the requirements…

"Shit… the system is also aware of how intrigued I get… *sigh*... Well, the bonus and drawback for Warlord kind of cancel each other out, to be honest. If I enter the same state as before, I'll literally just be the same thing… probably," I muttered.

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[Congratulations on upgrading your class]

[You have selected: Prince of Blood]

[Basic Stats have received their buff]

[Advanced Stats have received their class-specific buff]

[Skills have been altered]

[System has been altered]

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"Okay… and… just like I had thought. Some of the requirements were probably my skills which I have seen nobody use before…."

『Status』

[Name: Orion]

[Race: Human]

[Class: Prince of Blood]

[Level: 1/55] (0/200) XP Needed

[HP: 75/75 MP: 50/50 SP: 40/40] - Slightly Above Human

[Strength: 35] - Slightly Above Human

[Defense: 35] - Slightly Above Human

[Magic: 40] - Slightly Above Human

[Speed: 40] - Slightly Above Human

[Skills: [Spear Coating] [Berserk Coating] [Empower] [Scout]

[Prince of Blood Skills: [Tangible Bloodlust] [Blood Manipulation] [Blood Envision]

[Blood Sampler] [Cloak of Blood]

[Passive Skills: [Toxic Immunity] [Toxic Body] [Night Vision] [Breath of the Snowy Underworld] [Blood of the Underworld] [Blood Tainted Aura] [Blood Tainted Presence]

[Equipment: [Magic Ring] [Paralysis Barrier Ring] [Sangria King's Spear]

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"Well, maybe I've seen a few people use [Tangible Bloodlust] a few times, but not [Cloak of Blood],"

Just as I had finished scrolling through my new status, I felt a bit drowsy, but I hadn't taken any medication today, meaning something else must be up with my body.

"Urgh… Is it mana sickness?"

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The next day when I woke up, I was so damn exhausted that I couldn't even open my eyes, but after feeling somebody prick my arm with a needle, I shot my body upwards.

"Stop fucking moving!" The nurse next to me shouted before pulling my head back onto the stack of pillows.

"My bad," I muttered. "So what's up with the needles? Is there a reason as to why you're pricking me again? I thought I had fully recovered,"

"Take a look in the mirror, asshole,"

"Geez, why are you so mean?" I muttered before letting the nurse stick the needle in properly, and then I moved out of the hospital bed.

"WAIT! WAIT! WAIT! PUT ON SOME CLOTHES!"

"Ah, my bad,"

After putting on some clothes, I stepped in front of the mirror not too far away from my bed and… and, I had definitely changed but not to the point that I was unrecognizable.

I was now on the bridge between 6'1 to 6'2 in height, my long dark-purple hair with lavender tips now had a cleaner, more normal purple for the tips, and the remaining dark purple had lightened a bit.

My body seemingly became more muscular than before, though it was just a by a bit… I've had a six-pack for a while now, but those were just washboard abs. These were… more pronounced, you could say.

My skin had cleared up a bit, my thorn tattoos and bracelet were still there, and I looked a bit more feminine than before, but my dark eye bags didn't compliment my new look in the slightest.

I had massive scars going across my arms, legs, and torso, and finally, they stopped at my neck, where they then mixed in with the bullet scars…. My body had been cleaned yet soiled at the same time.

And last but not least, the most noticeable parts about my change would probably be my blood-red, almost inhuman, left eye.

My right eye stayed the same purple color, but my left eye looked… edgy? Is that the right word?

"Fuuuuuuck… They're gonna-"

And as if the gods didn't hate me enough, three girls and two boys walked into the tent… and it seems they've also changed a bit.

"BAHAHAHAHAHA! WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO YOUR EYE!" Bella exclaimed as she dropped to the floor, rolling on the ground while holding her stomach.

Tears of laughter flowed from her eyes, and it wasn't just her that was dying laughing but everybody else in the group.

Even Luna, who is usually cold and uncaring, was chuckling to herself.

"AGH! My eye! It's power! It's too much for me to handle! Everybody get back! I don't know how much longer I can suppress its edginess! AHHHHAHAHAHAHAHHA!" Findir teased me before dropping to the floor, rolling and laughing his ass off just like Bella.

"Would you like me to leave?" The nurse asked, her face deadpanned.

"Please do,"

"Thank you," She said as if she had just asked a loaded question that she knew would get rejected.

"SHUT THE HELL UP! I DIDN'T CHOOSE THIS!" I shouted, but everybody just ignored me and mocked me… for an hour straight… AN HOUR STRAIGHT!

"Hoo… Hoo… Hoo… Okay, I think I'm about to lose my voice," Bella muttered as she slumped down against the tent wall and caught her breath.

"Same… It's too funny," Cy muttered as he wiped a few remaining tears from his eyes.

"Are you done?" I asked while sitting on the edge of my bed.

"Yes… Okay, I think we should all introduce our new classes as Orion is obviously oblivious to them," Bella said.

"I'm a War Reaper," Findir spoke up first, and now that he wasn't rolling on the ground, I could see his new changes.

"And you're saying I look edgy… his class name is like the edgiest of edgelords,"

Findir still kept up with my height, maybe just a tad bit shorter, and he had a more mature face and leaner muscular body, but the most noticeable change was his eyes.

His eyes were now a matte white, almost the same color as his hair.

"I'm a Moonlight Illusionist," Luna said as she pushed me to the side, making room for her to lie down on my designated hospital bed.

"Makes sense,"

She didn't really change much as the only difference was her height which was probably bordering between 5'11 and a clean 6 feet tall.

"She's a mommy dommy now," Aisa snickered, and Luna just gave her a stern glare before returning to her phone.

"What about you?"

"I'm a Ghost Marksman," She replied with a smug look, but it didn't sound too special, so I just assumed it increased her proficiency in hiding and shooting a gun.

Aisa was a clean 5'10 now, unlike her ancestor, who was very, very short. I'm sure Simo would be proud that tall genes were introduced into his bloodline.

She still had her lightning-yellow eyes, but her short palish-turquoise hair had become a bit whiter, creating a silverish look, and the tips were a very beautiful, light, yellow color.

"Cool, cool… You?"

"I'm a Magic Spearsman," Cy replied while proudly puffing out his chest.

He was a clean 6'3 now, but nothing else had really changed, maybe a bit more mature face and features, a bit more muscular body, and clearer skin… yeah, that was about it.

"And finally, you, Miss. You changed quite a bit… What's your class?" I asked while staring at the new Bella.

She was about 5'11 to 6 feet tall and had long green hair with two black stripes on the front, dark gray pupils that glistened with sparkles of green, and finally, she had a pretty lean and muscular body.

Probably as muscular as me…

"I'm a Demonic Fire Mage," Bella replied with a wide smile.