CH663

“-So that’s what I learned about Oaun,” Ben told his god that night, sharing the realm with Myriad alone. “You’ve got my theories but it’s admittedly not a lot either. Going to be honest though, it’s not thrilling. How do you kill a god of survival? Feels like an oxymoron, doesn’t it?”

“It’s not exactly good news but I’ll pass it on to the others for whatever it’s worth. Good work Ben. Now tell me, after having come here without a single positive thing to say about what you’ve found about the demons, why the hell are you grinning so much?”

“Am I?” He asked, touching his cheeks and feeling them pulled back. “Well, I guess I just got a bit of pretty cool news is all. Oh Myriad, I take back my previous anger over the whole ‘flavour enhancement’ thing. I love the system and the skills it gives me with my whole heart. I’d make a statue in its honour if I knew what it looked like.”

“Spit it out already, what horrific skills did you end with this time?”

“I just learned a bit more about a few I’ve gained is all. Ill will, modifier compatibility, and defiler of ambrosia.”

“And? Stop being coy and just tell me so I can stop worrying already.”

“Fine. The first looks like it’s a buffing type skill, enhancing my attributes when I, well, am feeling some ill will for something or someone which is pretty cool.”

“I personally wouldn’t describe it that way but go on.”

“Fine, the second, modifier compatibility, is even better than I’d originally thought! At first, I’d thought it might just strengthen job effects. Honestly, that would have been good enough as is and would explain why I got so many levels after getting that, but it’s even better. It strengthens all of my modifiers in general.”

“Meaning?”

“Meaning my jobs, titles, blessings, and even inclinations. Not my enhancement skills but that doesn’t matter, with everything else I’m getting from it, I really am going to be able to grow so much more. This is probably the single greatest thing to ever end up on my status and it’s not even close. The levels of power this is going to let me achieve if I live long enough is out of this world.”

He left a pause for his god to comment on that but got nothing, Myriad staying silent in a way that Ben took as a sign to explain the last one.

“Finally, we’ve got defiler of ambrosia. Not going to lie, I was actually able to guess its effect when I got it and am more than a little proud about that. It also looks like the system has a sense of humour buddy. I’m now able to get stronger by eating the food of the gods. Made of the gods to be specific.”

Myriad finally crashed down at that, breaking his silence with a weak question.

“Explain that.”

“I’ll know for sure when it’s time for my next strengthening potion but I suspect it would give me more points for drinking it than the three I was already getting. Looking forward to seeing how much. There is one thing I want to test too.”

“Don’t say it.”

“Obviously I need to take a bite out of a god.”

“I told you not to say it,” Myriad cried, knowing exactly where his apostle was going after explaining the skill. “Why Ben, why are you like this?”

“Don’t blame me, blame the system for giving me such incredible skills.”

“No, I’m blaming you. You know exactly how this works, the system doesn’t give you skills, it helps develop and give structure to what’s already forming in your soul. This is one hundred percent on you for the life you’ve led. Do you even know the acquisition conditions among everything else?”

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“Ill will needs a high level of sacrilege, modifier compatibility I’m less sure of but requires a buttload of modifiers with one likely needing to be an advanced soul job, and defiler needs someone who’s consumed a lot of products associated with gods on top of having an awakened sacrilege. There may be more for all of them or some nuance I’m missing but you know how it is trying to pull information through Verbum’s skill, I’m honestly lucky I was able to get as much as I did today.”

“Hmm.”

“What’s up?”

“Aside from my overwhelming despair about the sheer existence of one of those skills? Unfortunately, if I’m going to be honest, the fact that all of that means you won’t be able to share either of them with Zandale to teach others,” His god sighed. “As much as I hate to admit it, both would be exceptionally useful to spread around a bit.”

“Welp, you win some, you lose some. Now about that little bit I wanted to test-”