Chapter 100000EXP! [Fixed]
Dark blood poured heavily down Yeon’s lips, dripping onto his chest in thick streams.
His eyes widened in disbelief as his intestines spilled out of his guts, dropping to the ground in a gruesome heap.
He then collapsed heavily with a loud thud, his limp body hitting the floor like a puppet with cut strings.
His fresh blood slowly spread outward in every direction, forming a thick, dark red pool beneath his broken body.
Teon shivered violently as he watched his son drop lifelessly to the cold ground directly in front of him.
His heart sank into an abyss of despair, and he weakly muttered in a trembling, fragile voice, "Yeon... Yeon..."
He desperately reached out a pale, shaking hand toward the fallen young man, wishing for him to move or open his eyes.
Yeon couldn’t respond at all to his father’s weak cries, his eyes staring blankly into the dark dust above.
His dying body twitched uncontrollably in the wide pool of his own blood, his intestines spilled out across the floor.
Leon turned his head slightly and looked at his dying brother, a complicated, unreadable expression flashing briefly across his golden eyes.
A heavy silence settled over his mind as he stared at the tragic consequence of the reflected attack.
He clenched his fists tightly at his sides, his body trembling slightly as he suppressed the sudden wave of emotion inside him.
He looked away from the bloody sight and muttered under his breath, "Why would you even attack... idiot..."
He had given his brother every chance to stay out of the conflict, yet Yeon’s reckless rage had ultimately sealed his own grim fate.
Teon slowly raised his head, his pale face completely twisted in pure agony and uncontrollable fury as he stared at Leon.
He muttered in a choked, raspy voice filled with absolute malice, "You... killed your own brother... you fucking bastard..."
His eyes were red hot with spilling tears, overflowing with a dark mixture of overwhelming sorrow and burning, vengeful rage.
His entire body was trembling uncontrollably, his skin pale and cold as he gasped for air in the dusty room.
Despite the intense fury burning inside his heart, he couldn’t even stand up off his knees to attack the young player.
He remained completely stuck on the ground, as he was still entirely exhausted from the brutal destruction of Asura.
His internal mana reserves were completely empty, leaving his body weak, heavy, and paralyzed.
Realizing he was completely helpless against Leon’s unyielding power, he suddenly looked up towards the open sky above the collapsed building.
He strained his neck, summoning every last bit of hidden strength remaining deep within his broken body.
He raised his raspy, desperate voice to its absolute maximum volume, shouting madly into the empty air, "I know you’re seeing this, you old bastards!"
His crazed voice echoed loudly through the shattered ruins of the fallen headquarters, carrying far into the distance.
He strained his burning throat, screaming at the unseen observers watching from the shadows, "Save me now, or I’ll expose you, I’ll expose everything!"
Leon hissed in disgust, stepping forward to stand directly over his father.
He looked down at the trembling man, his golden eyes narrowing with dark mockery as he listened to the desperate screams.
He sneered at him, saying in a cold, mocking voice, "Who’re you crying out to now... so afraid of death that you turned religious?"
He found it thoroughly pathetic that the proud guild leader had been reduced to begging unseen forces for salvation.
Without waiting another second, he reached out his hand and grabbed his father’s throat in an iron grip.
He slowly lifted him up off his knees, using his immense strength to hoist the grown man into the air.
He raised him higher and higher, until he held him high above the concrete floor by his neck alone.
Teon thrashed his legs weakly in mid-air, his boots kicking uselessly at the dusty atmosphere.
Leon stared straight into his father’s panicking eyes, his voice echoing with absolute spite and cold vengeance.
He said in a sharp, dangerous tone, "What do you feel now, dying at the hands of the one you treated like trash? The one you considered nothing?!"
Every single word pierced through the air, forcing Teon to confront the reality of his downfall.
Teon choked violently under the overwhelming pressure of the grip, his airways instantly cut off from oxygen.
His hands clawed desperately at Leon’s wrist, but he couldn’t move the solid grip even a single millimeter.
His face quickly turned purple, the blood rushing to his head as his vision began to blur around the edges.
He strained his burning throat, muttering in a desperate, raspy whisper, "I... don’t want to die yet. What do you want, just name it... I’ll give it to you."
He offered all his power, his wealth, and his guild position in a frantic bid to buy back his fading life.
His pathetic pleading only made Leon even more angry, igniting a fresh wave of disgust inside his chest.
The idea that the man thought everything could be bought off after everything he had caused pushed Leon over the edge.
He tightened his brutal grip on his neck without a shred of hesitation, and the loud, crunching sound of bone breaking echoed in the air.
Leon released his tight grip, letting go of the throat without a second thought.
Teon’s lifeless, limp body fell heavily to the broken ground with a soft, dull thud, tumbling into the dust.
A series of glowing blue system notifications immediately flashed into existence right before his eyes, floating in the air.
[Level 78 player killed!]
[+100000 EXP]
The massive, overwhelming wave of experience points flooded into his interface all at once, shattering his current cap.
[Level up! You’re now level 9!] [Level up rewards: +9 points allocated to each attribute, +18 free attribute points granted]
[Level up! You’re now level 10!] [Level up rewards: +9 points allocated to each attribute, +18 free attribute points granted]
The system panels continued to cascade rapidly down his field of vision, flashing blue lights across his face.
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[Level up! You’re now level 16!] [Level up rewards: +9 points allocated to each attribute, +18 free attribute points granted]
Leon felt a little dizzy from all the notifications flashing rapidly before him, the tabs blurring his vision.
He reached up and grabbed his head lightly, waiting for the sudden sensory overload from the constant level-ups to pass.
The sheer volume of text hovering in his field of view made his mind spin for a brief second as his body adjusted.
Once his head cleared, he looked over at the bloody, motionless body of his brother lying in the dust nearby.
’Yeah, I still haven’t gotten EXP from killing Yeon.’ he suddenly realised.
He expected another system panel to pop up and award him the points for eliminating his brother, but the interface remained quiet.
Suddenly, without any warning, it was like the sky itself split open right directly above the ruined headquarters.
Massive, jagged cracks appeared all around the atmosphere, spreading across the clouds like fractured glass tearing through reality.
Leon’s eyes widened in sheer shock as he stared up at the bizarre phenomenon unfolding above his head.
He gritted his teeth, his jaw dropping slightly as he thought to himself in disbelief, ’What is this? A dungeon gate?’
The spatial tear looked terrifyingly massive, casting a dark, unnatural shadow over the entire fallen building.
The cracks were certainly similar to that of a dungeon gate opening in the sky, but at the same time completely different.
They didn’t pulse with the usual blue or red magical mana signatures that typically heralded a standard dungeon gate.
Instead, the tear radiated an ancient, suffocating aura that felt fundamentally wrong to his senses.
Every single hair on his body stood straight up on end as he stared at the terrifying cracks expanding across the heavens.
An instinctual, visceral sense of impending danger flooded his mind, overwhelming his recent victory against Teon.
He didn’t even realize when he lifted Aegis, reacting purely on pure survival instinct before his brain could process the movement.
He rapidly expanded its size until the translucent green barrier grew into a massive, impenetrable dome that covered him completely.
The protective shield locked firmly into place around his frame, sealing him inside a safe zone.
The exact moment he completed the defensive dome, a strange pressure crashed down on him from the sky.
The invisible weight hit the area like a falling mountain, completely compressing the atmospheric pressure in a split microsecond.
The concrete ground beneath his boots immediately shattered under the sudden, immense force of the downward pressure.
Some of the rubble lying around, including the small stones, were instantly turned into power from the strange pressure.
Leon gritted his teeth until his jaw burned with intense pain, his knees buckling slightly under the sheer weight of the force pressing against his shield.
He held his ground with everything he had, thinking to himself, ’What... the hell is this?!’