Mixed Blessing System

When Corinna saw the weakened and pale face of the person standing, her eyes stopped moving, and for a moment, she felt her heart stop.

As tears formed in her eyes, her knees lost strength, and she collapsed.

In that instant, she saw the worst scene of her life. Malte was standing, breathing, and holding Sam’s Soul Bone, while this man’s body lay on the ground, dead.

Those on the battlefield realized the outcome of this confrontation and expressed either happiness or deep fear.

If one of their leaders died, it meant that one side would have the upper hand in the confrontation, and the other would be in despair very soon!

Sam’s subordinates felt terrible for their leader, but none moved to avenge him. The right thing to do was to flee as fast as they could!

Malte was certainly seriously injured, but he was still standing with a free Soul Bone in his hands. If he successfully absorbed it, that would be the end of The Gray Eagles sect!

As someone approached Corinna to take her away, Malte looked toward this woman and did not pursue her.

He was also not bothered by the enemy elders starting their retreat. With that bone in his hands, his priority was to absorb it.

After that, his life would certainly be safe, and he could do whatever he wanted with all these fools!

He manipulated the space in his surroundings and departed from there, going to a safe place where he could absorb his new Soul Bone.

“I’ll be back!”

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Two days later…

After traveling quite far north of Cesha, Lothur’s group had finally arrived in the province where The Gray Eagles sect was located.

Leaving a forest in the vicinity of the largest city in that province, their group quickly made their way to that city on their way to the sect that was supposed to be at war.

However, they immediately heard the rumors circulating recently upon entering a tavern.

“What a great misfortune… The villainous Malte brutally murdered the patriarch Sam, and now the whole province is in danger of falling into the hands of a tyrant.” An old man drinking next to two other old men commented on this.

One could feel the negativity in the air in that tavern. Besides commenting on rather depressing things, practically everyone there had desolate expressions, showing how sad they were about Sam’s death.

But not only this made them sad.

“Sigh! The Gray Eagles are finished. I hear that the tyrant Malte is attacking the sect headquarters… They may even have already been wiped out.”

“What a terrible day, my seraph!” A man closed his eyes and said this, looking up. “Could this be the beginning of a bloody period for our province?”

The Gray Eagles sect had been an important symbol in this society, seen as a defender of peace and responsible for the province’s stability.

But with the death of its leader and the strengthening of Malte, now The Bears sect was attacking the headquarters of The Gray Eagles with all its might.

It was said that Malte had absorbed Sam’s Soul Bone and was now unstoppable within the province!

In this case, this was the beginning of the end of The Gray Eagles sect, but also of the peace and tranquility of this province!

A new ruler was about to rise to the most relevant position of this northernmost territory of Cesha!

When they heard this, Lothur’s guides immediately frowned, noticing they had taken too long.

Now the enemy was probably too strong for them to handle!

“It looks like he managed to absorb that bone faster than we thought…” The leader of these guides said in a low voice, feeling fear.

If Lothur didn’t get those bones, what would happen to them?

But hearing those things, Lothur had not lost interest in those bones. ｂｅ𝚍𝚗ｏｖｅ𝚕．𝚗𝚎𝚝

From what he had just heard, news that this Malte had absorbed a Soul Bone would soon spread. What did this mean?

Well, strong people with few bones would definitely look to him to hunt him down!

As said before, it was not easy to tell if a person had one of these bones unless one had unusual abilities, as in Lothur’s case.

So if one was not strong enough to have Soul Bones, the best thing to do would be not to talk and not to let anyone know about it.

Some might have a little more freedom about it in small, weak places, but it was definitely not something that could be talked about openly.

Powerful people could be coming toward Malte at this very moment!

“Let’s go to that person,” Lothur told his group. “It would have been better if we had arrived earlier, but since everyone knows this man’s riches, he is already dead.”

Lothur would not go out killing people in his path just because they had Soul Bones. But this group had brought him to this place to get two bones that would be left without owners. So he became interested in these things.

Even though he had no enmity with Malte, he wanted to collect these bones.

He could even give up if it were something that could get him into trouble since expert killings could trigger extremely negative reactions that would even affect someone like him.

But this person had made the mistake of allowing such rumors to spread. Now he could only bear the terrible consequences of being someone publicly known as a Soul Bone bearer!

Should Lothur simply let other experts come and collect these bones?

That was a big NO!

“What do you intend to do?” The level 18 man asked him.

“Nothing much, just what others will try to do if they had the chance.” He said, not knowing where to leave, indicating one of them to do it soon.

One of them promptly did as he should and took the group’s lead, with all the others soon following behind that person.

As they traveled toward the headquarters of The Gray Eagles sect, all 5 of them looked in Lothur’s direction with curiosity as to what he would do.

They intended to fight a weakened Origin Saint. However, the opponent they would now have was an Origin Saint in his best state and with two Soul Bones!

Could Lothur beat someone like that?

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