But at the same time, Lynn sensed the decay and death within him, and felt his collapse.
His panel also appeared before Lynn's eyes.
[Captain Constantine · Lord of Death] [Rank]: Origin [Alignment]: Lawful evil [Race]: Undead, God Race [Combat ability]: Terrifying power beyond comprehension. [Status]: Annihilation (97%), loss of control (98%) [Description]: A Soul Shepherd who existed in the Main Universe several epochs ago. His existence is extremely unusual: he is suspected to be an ancient departed soul born from the corpse of an even older creature. As the embodiment of death in that era, he held control over the long-lost Divine Spark of death for more than a dozen centuries and entered into a contract with Hell as it existed then, escorting countless sinners into exile there. After the epoch's Great Purge descended, his Divine Spark of death was reclaimed, and he was dragged into Hell, where he has survived to this day. [Ding! You have recorded the Root-Level bestiary entry "Captain Constantine · Lord of Death." You have gained 22 free attribute points.]
As the panel appeared, Lynn narrowed his eyes.
22 points?
If he ranked combat power by the attribute points he could obtain, this ancient being before him came close to the Ruler of the Vision Realm, and surpassed Titan Big Brother in his normal state.
Sure enough, this was another ancient Origin who had remained deeply hidden.
The strongest being of an epoch.
But he was dying.
That was what Lynn felt most keenly.
The Skeleton Captain raised his head. Beneath his hunched bones, his empty eye sockets stared at Lynn, and he spoke in a layered voice that sounded like countless departed souls whispering.
"Y&*%￥#&@&-"
Lynn: "..."
Self-Binding Angel: "..."
Sir Awen: "Uh..."
Lynn widened his eyes, adjusted his Monocle, and