The sound of the body hitting the ground still echoed along Kirk Street as a text notification appeared before Arthur's eyes-
[Killed 'Glaster', XP +1000]
He really died?!
Arthur was stunned, his gaze involuntarily returning to Glaster's corpse.
In Arthur's mind, a twisted mastermind like this was bound to have endless backup plans. Even death would only have been a temporary retreat.
Coming back with a vengeance soon afterward would have been the natural course of events.
In fact, the reason he had wasted so much breath talking to Glaster earlier was to make preparations.
Fuginn and Muninn were his eyes.
Kuliqi and Kili were his noses.
Over a hundred nearby rats provided support.
Arthur had prepared himself to track his opponent.
He had even mentally prepared himself for the possibility that the pursuit would fail.
Who could have guessed that his opponent would actually die?
That death was naturally a pleasant surprise, but Arthur felt even more wary. He used Glaster's death as a reminder never to grow careless in the future.
You thought you knew everything about me, so you showed yourself and struck directly-only to throw away your own life.
Glaster, you're the truly arrogant one!
Your surveillance of me wasn't thorough, but you believed your strength could make up for that.
And your guesses about me?
They only let the greed rising in your heart completely blind your reason.
You really deserved to die.
As Arthur reflected inwardly, the roots of the [Death Snake Banyan] dragged Glaster's corpse underground before the Chief Swordswoman approached.
Glaster was dead.
But Glaster's corpse was still useful.
Simply put-
Death was only the beginning!
The corpse left after death belonged to Arthur.
The soul left after death belonged to Arthur.
The spoils left after death also belonged