Light Whale

The white maggots scattered. Their plump, segmented bodies writhed like dancing grains of rice, but the next instant, dark flames poured down from above.

The sea of maggots froze in place as if it were kindling. Their bodies charred and smoked in the Black Flame, their innards spilling from their mouths. Mixed with bodily fluids, those innards promptly froze into crystals, forming strange lumps amid the fire.

"Snap." Xia Lun snapped his fingers. The leaping Black Flame gradually died down, leaving only tiny, crystal-clear beads of ice on the ground. Much better, he thought.

As he thought this, he looked expectantly at the Information Panel. He very much hoped to see that Final Ash had gained a stack.

But the Information Panel did not budge. Burning bugs clearly did not add stacks to Final Ash.

Xia Lun was not disappointed. He had only tried it on a whim, after all. Besides, if burning bugs could add stacks to Final Ash, those stacks would hardly be worth much.

His eyes shifted as he considered the abilities he possessed that could grow without limit.

His experiment had proved that burning bugs with Final Ash did not add stacks. Apparently, only burning things that awarded Memory Points would do that. To add stacks to Blood Drink on the Short Sword Night Plume, meanwhile, he had to kill creatures with sufficiently strong Life Force. By Xia Lun's estimate, any living enemy worth more than 1,500 Memory Points should qualify.

To gain Free Attribute Points through Life Drain, he also had to account for his own total Life Force. At his current level, only enemies worth more than 2,000 Memory Points could provide him with Free Attribute Points. That seemed reasonable to him. Every attribute point was precious, and the growth each one brought was