After testing out the time dome and getting satisfied with the results, Silva decided to distribute the stats that he had gotten.
From the first four angels he killed, he had gotten a thousand free stat points each, which came to four thousand.
With the ten times buff, it rose to forty thousand free stat points. And then there were the other two four-winged that gave four thousand together.
With that, it came up to eighty thousand, and with the hundred he got from leveling up, that brought it all the way to eighty-one thousand.
Silva was certain that he only got this much because of the angels; he had killed Mangledons, but no free stat points were given, so it meant that only special beings like the angels could give him that.
In all honesty, he was thankful to them for attacking him and giving him an opportunity to increase his strength.
Name: Silva (evolved)
Race: Dark Dragon (80%), Human (20%)
Legacy: Dark Dragon Legacy (Awakened)
Magical Affinities: Summoning, Darkness, Abyss Magic
Mana: 5,000,000
EXP: 10,000/1,000,000
SP: 2,000,000
Level: 2 (evolved)
Strength: 15,000
Defense: 15,000
Speed: 15,000
Agility: 15,000
Intelligence: 20,000
Free stat points: 82,420
Silva just gained another crazy increase in strength; he had enough stat points to push himself up even more now.
He decided to add fifteen thousand to all of his stats first.
Strength: 30,000
Defense: 30,000
Speed: 30,000
Agility: 30,000
Intelligence: 35,000
Free stat points: 7,240
The rapid increase in stats caused Silva to feel drowsy; he managed to stop himself from fainting.
“Alright now, my base strength is now similar to the guardians.” Silva said, picking up the crystals that the angels dropped and heading deeper into the labyrinth.
Silva understood that he had wasted a lot of time here, so he started rushing, unleashing his mana to ward off the Mangledons as he went floor by floor.
And there was nothing brave enough to stop Silva, so he reached the last floor with ease.
Standing before the great door, Silva felt a strange energy calling to him. He pushed the door, and it slowly opened.
As soon as he stepped into the place, torches on the wall lit up brightly, illuminating the circular hall.
Silva looked around the large hall, but there was nothing—nothing except the sword that was pierced into the ground at the center.
It had a black blade that pulsed with some sort of energy.
Silva used his dragon eyes to look at the sword, but he couldn’t understand anything about it.
“It’s a pretty sword, isn’t it?” Suddenly, he heard Ophelia’s words from behind him.
Silva immediately turned around and saw an astral form of her standing.
“How are you here? Doesn’t it break order?” Silva asked.
“Normally it should break, but not in this hall, and I’ll explain to you why. This hall disrupts order. Order can still infiltrate, but the best it can do is stop me from revealing too detailed secrets.
As for the basics, it is all allowed, and the reason for this is because of that sword. There once existed a dragon that loved taking a human form due to his love for swordsmanship.
That dragon was the first black dragon, and that sword belongs to him, a treasure stolen by humans thousands of years ago and placed here because no one could wield it due to the strong will of the dragon.
This labyrinth was then created using artificial methods to keep the sword safe and protected, while still allowing youngsters with potential to try and find the sword and pull it.
But for all those years, no one was able to. That sword carries the will of the first mortal being to defy Order, which is the dragon.
He was a being that rose above gods and all, and went against order, and in a battle against order, he almost won.
What happened next I can’t tell you, but you will find out soon. But this battle against order was long after he left this world as the demon lord.
He grew so powerful that this world was not enough for him, and so he left. But after he died for some reason, the humans infiltrated his former domain and stole his sword.
And because of how much he disrupted order, that will seeped into the sword he loved the most, and so the will that exudes from that sword is what disrupts the order here.
Now, to the reason I led you here from the beginning. That sword is needed for the task I have for you. It is the only thing you need from this kingdom. After you take the sword, you can do as you please for a while until the next stage of the task begins. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓
Honestly, I’m grateful that you made it this far. Even though I hide a lot of things from you, you managed to trust me and follow my words.” Ophelia expressed her gratitude.
“Now is not the time for that. How do I get the sword? Do I just pull it out?” Silva asked.
“No, you must defeat the will that is in the sword; you have to grab the sword and battle the will,” she explained.
Silva nodded without hesitation and walked toward the sword. He grabbed hold of the handle, and immediately the scene around him changed.
He was in a white place, absolutely white. And then a black human-shaped being appeared, holding the sword of the black dragon.
The eyes of the black being were glowing red. It looked at Silva, and Silva heard a voice right in his head.
“How dare you try to take what is mine—my sword that I love.”
“Well, I am the one who inherited your legacy; it only makes sense that I take your weapon to complete the set,” Silva said.
“Liar, no man can bear my legacy,” the voice boomed in Silva’s head.
Silva tried to use dragon’s eye on this will.
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That was all he saw; he couldn’t read the stats at all.
“If that is how you see it, then I will prove to you that I am indeed your heir,” Silva said.