Rise of the Tomb King

"I never expected our Boss to grant us new Soultraits. To think that he had so many spare Soultraits to use. Duplication is exceptional, don't you think so, Danny?" The Adventurer asked in a mocking voice while manifesting a few Qi Swords after using his newly obtained Soultrait.

Now that he had gained Duplication, his combat prowess skyrocketed. He wouldn't be underestimated anymore, and he was confident to be a much better Lord than he had been in the past. He was ready to regain his power as a Lord – even if that meant he had to kill Daniel.

Danny groaned in pain. His limbs felt numb and so did his arms. He could barely feel the loss of his right arm at this point.

The Adventurers cackled like hyenas while seeing Danny's miserable state. He was covered in blood, his eyes were slowly growing heavy, and his expression was shrouded in anger, desperation and unwillingness.

He didn't want to die. There was so much left for him to do.