"Mentor of Deceit..."
"A Sequence 3 characteristic, of all things..."
"Even I don't have a Sequence 3 characteristic."
Sitting on the Small Inn's shabby wooden bed, Lorne muttered with unmistakable exhaustion in his voice.
"Today really was one twist after another. It took far too much out of me."
This sudden crisis had consumed almost all the luck he had accumulated lately, and he had little physical strength left. Worst of all, his spirituality had fallen below the danger threshold, and a buzzing sound rang through his head every now and then.
Lorne rested with his eyes closed, thinking over the results of his earlier divination.
"One Sequence 3 Mentor of Deceit, one Sequence 4 Parasite, and one Sequence 5 Dream Stealer..."
"Heh, three, four, five. Quite a neat set..."
"He clearly didn't have any genuine high-sequence characteristics in him, yet he reached the level of an angel at the last moment..."
"It looks like Marauders really can forcibly raise their level through convergence. But this definitely isn't something an ordinary Marauder demigod could do. On the surface, it completely violates the principle of Beyonder characteristic conservation. I suspect this is a trait unique to Amon."
"Although this scheme nearly made me lose control and cost me my life, overall, the spoils from being forced to fight back were still quite substantial..."
"It's just..."
Lorne opened his eyes and gazed deeply at the shriveled Worm of Time corpses on the table. He didn't even realize that he had unconsciously licked his lips while staring at these Beyonder characteristics.
"Can I really use things Amon left behind so casually?"
Judging by what had happened in the alley, the postman Amon who had attacked him was unquestionably dead after suffering those successive blows. But he couldn't say for certain what the situation