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Chapter 245 - 87. Tomb Emblem and “Dark Force”【27/60】_3

Chapter 245: 87. Tomb Emblem and “Dark Force”【27/60】_3

But in reality, even a poop-shaped stone can still be called a Tomb Insignia.

The true essence of power is just so simple.]

"Perhaps I’m overly sensitive, but I always feel like you’re trying to hint something. While I don’t care about these small details, I won’t create a poop-shaped Tomb Insignia for myself. For a young vampire like me, that’s too ’avant-garde’."

Murphy pulled a face, retrieved alchemy engraving knife given by Cui Si from his Spiritual Energy pack. He swiftly trimmed the icy ebony stone in his hand, shaping it into a decent rhombus snowflake form.

This will do.

If I want it to look more artistic, I can take it back to Cui Si for additional decoration. As a master alchemist, Cui Si is extraordinarily dexterous.

Mmm, the phrase feels odd as a compliment.

Murphy shook his head, ridding himself of unusual thoughts. He then bit his finger, dripping sticky, crimson blood onto the ice-cold ebony stone in his hand.

The Death Psychic Power within immediately resonated with his blood droplet. In the next second, the blood connection was transferred to Murphy.

"Swish"

Notification text popped up in front of his eyes:

[Tomb Insignia binding complete. Death Psychic Power Pool activated!

The user is a member of the Blood Vulture Clan and has achieved ’Proficient’ in Tomb Guardian Swordsmanship. Conditions for transition to Tomb Guardian met. Confirm transition?]

"Confirm."

Murphy muttered in his mind, and immediately strings of notification messages appeared in front of him:

[Transition to Tomb Guardian commencing...

Level 10 base profession ’Blood Vulture Swordsman’ replaced with Level 1 advanced profession ’Tomb Guardian’.

Proficiency cap of Tomb Guardian Swordsmanship is increased from[Proficient]to[Master].

The damage of Tomb Guardian Swordsmanship is improved.

In terrains rich in Darkness/Death Psychic Power, life and Spiritual Energy recovery speed are increased, and temporary bonus to Strength, Agility and Perception is gained.

New Talent[Death Invasion]acquired!

Your every attack will apply[Breath of Death]to your enemies, reducing their Strength and reaction while dealing slight mental damage.

New Talent[Death Call]acquired!

During battle, each corpse you kill can call forth a temporary Resentful Spirit to join the battle. The Resentful Spirit dissipates after the fight.

Note!

This talent is a passive skill, each use will consume Death Essence from the Tomb Insignia. Will not take effect when the Death Essence is depleted.

The strength of the summoned Resentful Spirit is half of its strength when alive, up to a maximum of the summoner’s level and maintains combat experience and tactics.

New Talent[Essence Devouring]acquired!

Allows you to draw out Death Essence from corpses or tombs to replenish your Spiritual Energy pool.

Note!

This talent is a passive skill, does not work on the living or Constructions.

New Skill[Death Enhancement]acquired!

Allows you to use Death Psychic Power to enhance one of your skills to achieve various effects according to your plan. Enhancement is only effective for a skill currently under control and improves with mastery of that skill.]

"This is exactly what I wanted!"

Murphy grinned, casually applying the Death Enhancement that comes with the Tomb Guardian profession to his Psychic Impact skill. He then stretched out his left hand and cast Psychic Impact▪︎Force Binding towards the pile of bodies next to him.

The next moment, under Maxim’s startled gaze, the corpses were lifted into the air as if caught by an invisible noose. As Murphy released more dark Spiritual Energy, the bones in the corpses’ throats and spines began to make snapping sounds.

"The lady said she named this move ’Midnight Noose’."

Standing next to the hanging corpses, Murphy stroked his chin and said to Maxim:

"But I always think the name is too poetic. ’Force Binding’ or ’Force Throat Lock’ sounds much better. Nevermind, let’s just call it ’Hand of Death’.

Let it be a memento of my departed youth."

"Although I have no idea what you have experienced in your youth, but I must admit, my lord, that name is impressive."

Maxim praised subserviently on the side, then ignited the gas torch and set the bodies doused with oil on fire. A huge fire blazed in the dark sewer.

Murphy watched as the bodies succumbed to the flames and turned into flying ashes.

Amidst the hissing of the crackling fire, he whispered:

"As an incompetent Lord, I couldn’t grant you precious life, but I can give you a dignified death. Rest in peace, my people that were never mine. Maybe by harboring resentment in these ruins, you’ll eventually see creatures on this land rebuilding a greater city.

By then, you will dissipate all resentment and leave contentedly.

I firmly believe in this."