Chapter 61: A God & His People
My eyes narrowed as the mouth of the monster spread unnaturally wide, revealing a twisting darkness rolling within its lips.
Huff!
The Mourning Wretch inhaled deeply before emitting a deep, guttural cry which sounded like a mix of a whale call and a human sob.
The cry felt heavy in my soul and loud enough to make me uncomfortable, but outside that, there was nothing special about it.
[Omen Pulse creates a sound wave that travels miles and marks the area for other dark beasts to locate. It is strong enough to instantly kill low-Vitality targets.]
This system message left me genuinely shocked. I looked ahead, seeing the bodies of soldiers who were dead even though there was no scratch or cut on them. Only now did I understand how they died.
My Vitality, coupled with my Berserk and territory boosts, was somewhere around 19 points. If it were lower, I would have dropped dead instantly.
"What?!" the Mourning Wretch gasped, seemingly surprised that I didn’t drop dead like the other humans.
Hmph!
I snorted disdainfully as I raised my clenched fist. However, before I could strike, I felt the earth rumbling violently.
’An earthquake?’ My brows knitted. ’No, it’s something else!’