Chapter 145 - 141: Out Of Mana

It was afternoon when Vampire General Viden landed before the entrance of the Valley of the Wandering Souls. He was already 8 hours behind the team of Ryder.

He stepped inside and started walking towards the depths of the Valley of Wandering Soul.

"I hate this place. These souls are so irritating," the Vampire General muttered with an irritated look on his face as he shot out a ball of fire towards one of the Spectres that was flying towards him.

"In this place, even the weak souls aren't afraid. They're like pests that keep coming," he let out as he shot a fireball on another specter that was coming towards him.

Surprisingly, he had faced more specters than Ryder, and his team had to face.

It was like he was more attractive to the specters. In less than 10 minutes, the Vampire General was attacked by 90 specters that flew towards him without thinking about the power difference.

He had only faced level 35-40 specters only, which was even more irritating to him. He felt as if he was being underestimated by what he considered as ants.

Because of continually being attacked by the specters, his speed of moving forward was much slower. His speed wasn't even one-fourth of the speed that Ryder and his team had when they passed through this area.

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Ryder and his team of guardians were still moving deeper into the place. They kept killing the specters that came near them.

Ryder was the one that was enjoying the place more. So far, it has been like a treasure ground for hunting. He had collected tons of experience. Ryder also managed to become a level, 45 player.

Even though he was upgrading in levels faster, he could also see that the specters were also becoming more and more stronger the further he went.

When he entered the place, the weakest specter he was seeing was a level 35 specter, but now, the weakest specters he saw were level 50 specters. He could see why this place was considered dangerous.

He was still in the place that was considered the outskirts of the Valley of Wandering Soul. It was called the dwelling of the weakest souls, and yet, the weakest specters that he was seeing had higher levels than him.

He was still using the Bow to kill the specters without letting them get near him.

He was trying to kill as many beasts as he could. Having a long-range weapon was really useful in this endeavor as he was able to fire multiple shots before the specters reached near him. This gave him a slight edge in the hunting battle.

Ryder was facing a level 60 specter at the moment. He had fired five arrows already, but the specter wasn't dead, instead it kept coming towards Ryder, trying to kill him.

The Spectre had managed to reach within 30 meters of Ryder, and his HP was still quite decent.

Rale raised his hand to fire an attack to kill the specter before it could harm Ryder.

"Stop! Don't interfere!" 

Ryder stopped Rale and fired another arrow, lowering the HP of the specter.

Rale stopped and didn't attack, but he didn't take his hands down. He kept his aim on the specter, ready to attack if Ryder was in danger.

He knew that it might mean that he would have to break the orders of Ryder, but he considered getting punished better than watching Ryder die.

As the Specter got even closer, Ryder changed the shape of the bow back to the Scythe.

He stepped towards the Spectre and rotated his body to give the Scythe more momentum.

"Enraged Slash!" Ryder muttered.

The blade of the Scythe seemed as if it was burning with the flames of hell at it cut the specter in 2 pieces.

Ryder got the notification of experience that he received. It was the highest experience he had received so far.

<Stat Absorption Activated>

<Defence +70>

<Skill Absorption: Failed>

<Level Up>

Ryder gained a level. He was now a level 46 player.

In less than a day, he had gained six levels, which made him quite happy.

By coming here, he had already gained a lot. He was now a level 46 player. He was sure that by the time he left this place, he would be much higher than level 50.

It had taken him months to get to level 50 last time, but in this new timeline, he would be able to achieve it in a fraction of that time.

Even though the gained levels made him happy, the thing that he was genuinely excited about was the fragment of the Bracelet of Immortality. He was quite curious if it was actually the fragment or not. The chances of it being the fragment were really high at the moment.

He was also excited about the new powers he might receive from the Bracelet of Immortality after he gets that 3rd fragment. The 2 Powers that he had received were already so incredible. One made him immortal, while the other made him almost impossible to be killed. 

He was hoping for the 3rd power to be more on the offensive side. The defense was good, but he has always been a fan of offense. He didn't want to be on the defensive side forever, especially after finding out about the existence of Cultivation Families.

Ryder changed back the form of his Scythe back to a bow.

"The arrows are powerful, but it can't be compared to the attack of the Scythe," Ryder muttered. 

'My Mana is almost depleted. It doesn't look like I'll be able to use skills before my mana restores,' he thought.

"Rale, you can take care of the specters that come next. I won't be attacking anyone for a while now," Ryder informed Rale.

Even though he has the Mana Restoring potion, he didn't use that as he was not in an urgent situation. He wanted to save his resources for later when he reached to the depths of the Valley of Wandering Souls. The guardian of the Valley was the true target to him, and he didn't want to take the risk of going there without his resources.

"Yes, Your Highness."

Rale agreed to that. He took the lead and told the others to surround Ryder as they moved forward to protect him. He had somewhat understood that Ryder was out of energy; otherwise, he wouldn't have stepped back from the hunting.

The guardians surrounded Ryder in a circle as they moved forward. 

Rale and the others kept killing any specters of beasts that came before them. They generally killed them in only one strike as they were strong.