Chapter 110: 110 | No One Escapes the Reaper

Dante gave Crimson Requiem one more slow spin. He was about to store it in his inventory but stopped.

'I haven't checked its abilities yet.' He pulled up the weapon's status panel.

[Crimson Requiem]

[Grade: Legendary (Growth)]

[Type: Double-Bladed Scythe]

[Abilities:]

[Harvest]

[Type: Passive]

[Description: Every kill permanently strengthens both the wielder and the weapon. Absorbs a portion of the target's cultivation and grants a chance to obtain one random drop from the slain target, including techniques, talents, or skills.]

[Dead Man Walking]

[Type: Active]

[Description: Marks a target through physical contact. Once marked, the target cannot evade execution. Crimson Requiem will pursue the marked target regardless of distance until the mark is fulfilled. Marks cannot be removed by conventional means.]

[Current Marks: 2/2]

[Note: The maximum number of marks increases as Crimson Requiem evolves.]

[Soul Severance]

[Type: Active]

[Description: The blade bypasses physical defenses and strikes the soul directly. Armor, barriers, mana reinforcement, and bodily durability provide no protection. Deals direct soul damage. High mana consumption.]

"Damn, I might actually become a reaper with these!" Dante was thrilled after going through all three abilities. There were only three of them but each one was broken on its own.

Harvest was another path to getting stronger.

The more he killed, the more powerful he and the weapon became. On top of that, there was a chance to steal techniques and talents from the target. That alone was insane.

Dead Man Walking made sure no one could run from him.

Once the mark was placed, it didn't matter where they hid or how far they ran. Crimson Requiem would find them. The name really said it all. The moment someone got marked, they were already a dead man walking.

And Soul Severance was his answer to fighting people above his realm. It didn't matter how thick the armor was or how many barriers they put up. None of it mattered when the blade went straight for the soul.

'In just a single day, I reached a completely different level of power.' Dante tried to keep himself grounded but it was hard.

This was just his first bloodline and there were at least a dozen more waiting down the line. It was only now that he truly felt how absurd his system was.

More importantly, he could assign himself another bloodline through Natasha's milestone rewards while using Emma's to raise the purity of the High Elf King Bloodline to Legendary.

'No, these are meant to make them mine. I can't waste them just to feed my greed.' He shook off the temptation as a voice in the back of his head kept whispering at him to use them now.

While he didn't have a clear plan for Emma yet, Natasha's side was already mapped out and he was at the final stage.

In the first teaching mission, she discovered he wanted her body just as badly as she wanted his. One more mission like that and he would make sure she was fully convinced that her seduction was working.

'And once she believes that...' Dante didn't finish the thought. An evil grin crept onto his face. The third mission would be when she finally made her real move. And with a bloodline waiting as the reward, there was no way she would hold back.

'Man, at times like this, I really wish time machines existed.' He put the thought aside and took out a few mana stones along with the remaining Ascension Essence before sitting cross-legged on the bed.

There was still some time before breakfast. He might as well use it to break through to Mid Stage.

***

On the other hand, Emma had only gone to sleep at 4 in the morning after spending the entire night going through the Path of Awakeners. She was so deep into it that she completely lost track of time.

So when her phone started buzzing nonstop, she pulled the pillow over her head and groaned.

But it showed no signs of stopping.

"Mmph..." She reached out blindly, grabbed the phone, and cracked one eye open.

47 missed calls and 132 unread messages in less than three hours. Calls from colleagues, college friends, business partners, and at the very top of the list, several missed calls from her big sisters.

'What the hell happened?' She unlocked the phone and was about to check the call logs when a new message popped up from Chatsapp. It was from the sisters-only group.

[Diana: She's probably asleep.]

She tapped on the message and scrolled up to where it started.

[Stella: OMG OMG OMG]

[Stella: <images and videos from the gala>]

[Stella: Did these two finally make up their minds? Excited girl jumping up and down GIF]

[Mia: Hm? What's all the noise about?]

[Mia: ...Oh wow. Look at these two.]

[Diana: Our little Emma finally made her move?]

[Megan: Wait, is that really Dante? Since when does he look so sharp?]

[Mia: Emma too. I can't believe she looks so calm while feeding him in public. Doesn't she turn into a tomato whenever we ask about Dante?]

[Diana: She always said she didn't care about him. Look at her now. Spoiling him. Spending billions.]

[Megan: I'm happy for them but can someone explain why there's a photo of him on one knee?]

[Mia: WAIT DID HE PROPOSE???]

[Stella: Calm down. Look at the next picture. He's fixing her heel.]

[Diana: @Emma. You've been very quiet, sweetheart.]

[Megan: She's probably asleep.]

[Stella: @Emma @Emma @Emma WAKE UP]

[Stella: I KNOW YOU CAN SEE THIS]

[Mia: She's online.]

[Stella: EMMA!!!]

[Diana: She's reading everything and panicking right now.]

[Megan: Give her a moment. She'll come to us when she's ready.]

[Stella: NO. I WANT ANSWERS NOW.]

Emma stared at the screen with a flustered look in her eyes. 'Should I just close the app and pretend I didn't see anything?'

But Stella was already calling her again.

She typed carefully.

[Emma: Good morning, everyone. Nothing happened. We just went to the gala together.]

[Stella: "NOTHING HAPPENED" GIRL THERE ARE PHOTOS]

[Mia: Emma, can you explain why he was on his knees for you?]

[Emma: He was fixing my shoe.]

[Mia: And the hand-holding? And the feeding?]

[Emma: ...He hurt his hand so I fed him. We were just being polite.]

[Diana: Emma, I've known you for years. You don't let anyone touch your food, let alone feed others in public.]

[Stella: EXACTLY! JUST ADMIT IT ALREADY]

[Megan: Don't bully her too much haha.]

[Emma: I-I'm going back to sleep bye!]

[Stella: EMMA EVANS IF YOU LEAVE THIS CHAT I'M BOOKING A FLIGHT—]

Emma closed the app and put her phone on silent. She caught the threat at the end but she wasn't worried. Her sisters were just as busy as she was. There was no way any of them would drop their work and fly back home over a few photos.

"Haaa... No matter what I say, they're not going to believe me." She held her burning face in both hands.

But despite the embarrassment, a small smile was hiding behind her fingers.