Ex rank talent Awakening: 100\% Dodge rate

[Your ??? Talent Death is furious at the EX Rank talent Battle God for daring to encroach on its zone!]

[Your ??? Talent Death has decided to show its fangs!]

[Your ??? Talent Death has evolved to the Concept: DEATH]

"What's going on?" Nemesis asked himself. He had decided to level up since reaching level 75. It had been a while, and Drakonix and Leviathan hadn't provided any gold coins recently. Of course, he had Scarlett—she wouldn't create a merchant group to make money just to level up. That was a tiring and boring task.

The real world was already falling into chaos and anarchy. It was only a matter of time before the apocalypse descended, so Nemesis didn't have to pump money into the economy anymore just to destroy it.

While hunting demonic creatures, he had received a system prompt that was... confusing, if he had to say. Concept? What was that? For some reason, it felt like he knew what it was, like he was familiar with the term—but he couldn't bring himself to remember how.

"I should check my status. Status windows!" Nemesis called out.

User: Nemesis

Job: ?????

Level: 75 (9,172,937 / 9,200,000 EXP)

Health: 140,000

Strength: 491 (+245)

Speed: 393 (+196)

Stamina: 575

Intelligence: 270

Constitution: 529

Divinity: 203

Free Attribute Points: 0

Talent:

EX Rank – 100% Dodge Rate

Talent:

EX Rank – God of Wealth [You're the embodiment of wealth and can disdain being poor.]

Abilities:

Profiteer: You can never lose in a deal or bargain. Loots from monsters are doubled in quantity or price randomly. When making deals, selling products, or making exchanges, you get twice the agreed amount.

Discount: When purchasing anything, you get a 50% discount.

Wealth for Power: You gain experience from making profits or gaining coins, assets, or anything of value (except loots from beasts). You can gain attribute points by spending money.

Haggling and Negotiating: You can greatly convince others to sell anything to you at the right price.

EX Rank – 100% Absolute Dodge Rate

S Rank – Talent Share [The user can share their talent with up to five individuals. Shared talents can be utilized by all parties involved.]

[CONCEPT – DEATH]: Awakened after being triggered by the Concept SWORD. It disdains every other concept and sits above all, baring just its fangs for now.

Abilities:

Death Immunity: As an anomaly of the universe, the user transcends death. After dying, the user is reborn through transmigration, resurrection, reincarnation, or regression, depending solely on luck.

Death Awakening: Upon death, the user gains a talent at random. The minimum rank of talent the user can gain is SSS.

Talent Replication: The user can utilize this talent in the real world before the game merges with reality. The user can replicate 100% of their abilities and all skills in the real world, as a concept.

Devour: All who die lose their potential and abilities to Death. DEATH devours the bloodlines and potentials of all those that slumber in its arms. You gain the skills, bloodlines, and talents of every being you kill. You can grant such skills and talents to others, while retrieving them back at any time of your choice.

Limitless Will: Your will is limitless under the Concept: DEATH. Your manifested will continues to grow infinitely and passively without your interference. Your will is able to devour the manifested will of foes defeated by you.

Bloodline: Primordial Dragon Bloodline

Bloodline: Primordial Sea Dragon Bloodline

Speechless. Nemesis was totally speechless. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. He didn't understand why, but his talent—or concept now—had received a huge boost.

He could finally replicate 100% of his strength as well as his skills. It was clear—Kyle's death was around the corner.

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Devour and Limitless Will were jaw-breaking. With those two, he could become invincible in this world. No... he was thinking too small. He would strive to become the strongest in the universe. He owed whatever made it possible a huge favor.

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"How far is it? I'm getting bored of sitting and waiting all day!" Ygrit asked the bowing Gendry.

"Soon, my lord. Within three days, we should be in the wilderness," Gendry said, his voice shaky like a scared mouse.

You couldn't fault him. In the few days he had spent with Ygrit, he had seen true horror. The ruthlessness of Ygrit had been imprinted deeply into his brain.

Gendry had grown numb and tired. Picking selected kin and sending them to Ygrit—sealing their fates—had weighed heavily on his shoulders, despite the pretense and lies he told himself. He felt drained, barely escaping death several times due to Ygrit's erratic mood swings. And now was one of those times where he had to hope he wouldn't see his last.

"Hah! My dragon! I want her already! I wonder what baby she will birth for me!" Ygrit muttered, already fantasizing about how he was going to play with his new toy. The different sadistic methods in his head made him restless and too excited. The passage of time felt slow to him—which was comical for someone over five hundred years old. One would believe he should be accustomed to time already, but even his height wasn't, so it's fair not to complain.

"Soon, my lord, I assure you. Soon we will reach our destination," Gendry tried to assure him, fear gripping his heart not to piss Ygrit off.

"Hmph! Don't you dare do that to me like you're my father. If you weren't so useful, I would have killed you by now. She better be in the wilderness, or else you'll beg for death when the time comes!" Ygrit warned, before jumping from the chair that was too high for him and walking away, leaving the anxious and scared Gendry behind.

Gendry remained in his position, not daring to move despite Ygrit leaving. He stayed still, his head bowed for several minutes—thirty, perhaps—only leaving after realizing Ygrit truly wasn't returning.

"Hah, I guess you were right after all, old man. We were never seen as equals, after all—just pests and toys to satisfy their selves," Gendry muttered, guilt gripping his heart tightly.