Chapter 234: Abyssal Valor
Coop knew something was up with his build after his last skill selection, so he was eager to take a more comprehensive look. The perception that his connection to mana had changed was a strange sensation that he found hard to assign to any of his senses in particular, but he was still sure of the feeling. Perhaps, now that humans were being subjected to the active influence of mana, they were developing ways to discern its vacillations. After experiencing the sweeping transformation of mana after the civilization shard’s destruction, he was certainly more sensitive toward the tingling feelings caused by mana.
In the past he had witnessed unusual behavior in plants and wildlife, as if they were maturing in their relationship with mana much faster than the normal mechanisms of evolution would allow. He remembered the corals that grew in the Mana Well outside of Ghost Reef and how they had adapted in the absence of sunlight in favor of mana, though he expected they would be the most extreme example given the excessive degree of concentrations they were dealing with. Rather than physical changes, it seemed like mana’s activation was influencing the behaviors of different species. Either way, he was prepared to see the evolution of his own skills as abilities were the primary way he deliberately interacted with mana itself.
The soldiers of Ghost Reef endeavored to clear the rest of the highway, leaving Coop with an unobstructed view of their progress from atop of Chakyum’s tomb. They made quick work with their overwhelming strength focused on the weaker skeletal minions, but the sheer scale of the settlement meant that the war would be ongoing for some time. Though Coop couldn’t anticipate a conclusion any time soon, he was comfortable letting his friends take over on his behalf for the time being.
A massive sigh escaped his lips as he leaned his back against a slab of stone and slid down to a seated position, recognizing that his immediate contributions were done. He did his best to make himself comfortable, perched on the rubble at the top of the pyramid, resting his real arm and his ghost arm on each of his knees. His unused spear was propped up like a walking stick, up and over his shoulder, and he opened up his status with interest.
[Status]
HP - 2765/19250
MP - 987/36000
Class - Revenant (Level 237)
Profession - Scavenging (Level 162)
Affinity - Spectral
Race - Human (Rank 1)
Faction - None