Chapter 50: Level 11

Arthur appeared inside his shelter. More than ten hours had already passed since he had left the game, yet the moment he returned, he immediately checked his balance.

His eyes widened slightly.

The ten thousand Legendary-grade items he had placed on the online auction had already sold nearly four thousand. It wasn’t an overwhelming number, but it wasn’t insignificant either. At least thirty percent of the listed items had already been purchased.

Each item had sold for around twenty-six to thirty Royal-grade items. Arthur had earned approximately 168 million Divine Gold.

His generals had also been working continuously. They had already cleared up to the 60th cycle, providing him with another 330 million Divine Gold.

"Good. As long as I sell all these items, I’ll have enough to level up."

Arthur’s eyes shone with excitement.

There were still fifty thousand Boss-grade corpses stored across the ten floors of his shelter. Arthur had been particularly curious about the Extraction skill and how many attribute points those corpses could provide.

"System, I want to sell all the Royal-grade items I obtained from the auction. Don’t deduct the transaction fee yet. You can take it after everything has been sold."

[Ding! 112,000 Royal-grade items can be sold for 16,800 Divine Gold. Do you accept?]

"Yes."

[Ding! The items have been sold. You have gained 168,000,000 Divine Gold.]

Arthur’s total wealth finally surpassed five hundred million Divine Gold.

"I want to convert them into Primordial Gold Coins."

[Ding! You have obtained 50,000 Primordial Gold Coins.]

Arthur felt a pang in his heart as he watched his enormous fortune disappear from his balance almost instantly.

But what could he do?

A man could only earn more money to support himself and his family.

"Sigh."

He was about to become a pauper again.

"Level up."

[Ding! You have consumed 50,000 Primordial Gold Coins and reached Level 11.]

[Ding! You have gained 30,000 attribute points.]

[Ding! Your Spirit attribute has been unlocked.]

[Ding! You can now establish your own guild.]

[Ding! You can now directly access the System Shop from your Attribute Panel.]

A series of notifications immediately rang inside Arthur’s mind. Most of them were things he had already expected, so he wasn’t particularly surprised.

The thirty thousand attribute points, however, were another matter entirely.

In his previous life, reaching Level 11 had only granted him three hundred attribute points. His class had been Royal-grade, and he had advanced using fifty thousand Platinum currencies.

The difference was simply absurd.

"Learn the Extraction skill."

[Ding! You have learned the Low-tier Mythical-grade skill, Extraction.]

Arthur’s eyes lit up.

"Come out. Bring all the Boss corpses from the lower floors here."

The moment his command sounded, ten Shadow Skeleton Warriors emerged from his shadow. Without wasting a second, they rushed toward the lower floors and began carrying the corpses upward.

Arthur himself walked toward the corpses stored on the ninth floor.

There were one thousand Royal-grade Bosses, one thousand five hundred Elite Bosses, and two thousand five hundred Common Bosses.

"I wonder how many attribute points these will provide."

He walked toward a Common-grade Boss corpse and placed his hand on it.

"Extraction."

[Ding! You have gained 1 Attribute Point.]

Arthur’s mouth twitched.

After all that anticipation, he had only received one point.

He quickly moved toward an Elite Boss corpse and activated the skill again.

[Ding! You have gained 2 Attribute Points.]

Finally, he placed his hand on a Royal-grade Boss corpse.

[Ding! You have gained 4 Attribute Points.]

Arthur immediately understood the pattern.

The amount doubled with each grade.

Common Bosses provided one point, Elite Bosses provided two, and Royal-grade Bosses provided four.

Arthur wasn’t disappointed, however. There were tens of thousands of corpses waiting for him.

He immediately began moving between the corpses at incredible speed while his Shadow Skeleton Warriors continuously brought more Boss corpses from the lower floors.

Three hours later, the final corpse disappeared.

Arthur looked at his attribute panel.

[Attribute Points: 125,024]

This time, he didn’t immediately distribute everything like he had done before.

There was a new attribute.

Spirit.

[Spirit: 100]

Spirit was fundamentally different from his other five attributes.

It represented the strength of one’s soul and was directly connected to Divine Sense. Once a player reached Level 11, they could awaken Divine Sense, allowing them to perceive everything within its range, including living beings, objects, energy fluctuations, and various power signatures.

One point of Spirit corresponded to roughly one meter of Divine Sense radius.

However, Spirit wasn’t something that increased naturally through leveling.

Every level provided attribute points, but Spirit had to be cultivated separately. There were specialized techniques capable of strengthening one’s Spirit and expanding the range of Divine Sense.

Classes that relied heavily on mental power, such as Illusionists, War Analysts, Formation Masters, and Alchemists, naturally developed their Spirit much faster because their professions constantly required them to exercise their mental abilities.

Directly increasing Spirit through ordinary attribute points was also extremely inefficient.

One thousand ordinary attribute points were required to increase Spirit by just one point.

For most players, spending that many points for a single Spirit point simply wasn’t worth it.

Arthur, however, was different.

He had an enormous pool of attribute points.

Without hesitation, he invested twenty-five thousand attribute points into Spirit.

His Spirit immediately increased by twenty-five.

Arthur slowly closed his eyes.

A familiar sensation spread throughout his body.

Divine Sense.

It was one of the most commonly used powers among high-level players.

The moment Divine Sense spread outward, Arthur could perceive everything within its range. Objects, structures, energy fluctuations, and even subtle power signatures became visible within his mental perception.

Moreover, numerous powerful skills and techniques required a certain amount of Spirit before they could even be learned.

Arthur knew that this attribute would become extremely important in the future.

Normally, a Level 11 player would have around eight to ten points of Spirit. Legendary-grade players might possess more than ten, but their Spirit would generally remain below fifteen at this stage.

Arthur, however, had started with an astonishing one hundred points.

After adding another twenty-five, his Spirit had reached 125.

His Divine Sense could now extend 125 meters around him.

"Not bad."

Arthur smiled.

He then invested twenty thousand attribute points into each of his remaining five attributes.

His attribute panel changed once again.

[Name: Arthur Miller

Class: Primordial God of Shadow

Level: 11

Strength: 50,300

Agility: 50,300

Defence: 50,300

Vitality: 50,300

Mana: 50,300

Spirit: 125

Talent: Infinite Multiplication

Class Skills: Shadow Contract, Shadow Revival, Domain of the Shadow God, Shadow Exchange (Locked)

Attribute Points: 24

Shadow Boss Unit: 10

Shadow Soldier Units: 1,000]

Boom!

An invisible pressure erupted from Arthur’s body.

His already terrifying physical strength had reached an entirely new level. Even the surrounding air seemed unable to withstand the pressure, producing faint cracking sounds around him.

Arthur slowly stood up and stretched his body.

Crack!

Several sharp sounds echoed through the shelter as his joints moved.

"Sebas should have arrived here by now."

Arthur glanced toward the area.

"I want to sell these one hundred thousand corpses."

[Ding! You can obtain 50 Gold for them.]

"Yeah."

Arthur didn’t hesitate.

The corpses disappeared from his storage.

[Ding! You have gained 50 Royal Gold.]

Arthur nodded in satisfaction.

After dealing with everything inside the shelter, he stepped through the portal and emerged outside.

Sebas was already waiting there.

The moment he saw Arthur, he immediately bowed respectfully.

"Young Master."

Arthur nodded.

"Let’s go. We need to secure another shelter under your name."