Level 1 to Infinity: My Bloodline Is the Ultimate Cheat - Chapter 705

Chapter 705: Graveyard Shift

Ethan glanced around, squinting into the impenetrable darkness.

“Where the hell am I now?”

It was pitch black.

“Oh, crap, I’m still in Carnage Faction territory!”

He immediately shifted into Panther Form. In his human shape, the darkness was absolute, but the panther’s eyes cut through it with ease.

It was only then he got a clear look at his surroundings.

“You’ve got to be kidding me. A graveyard?”

The last thing he remembered was his body crossing over from the General’s Tomb to the General’s Hall—a place that existed outside this game entirely. He was back to the game now, but it seemed his return ticket had dumped him right in the middle of a graveyard.

The moment his vision adjusted, he spotted them: several players from the Carnage Faction. They must have chosen to resurrect here with the debilitating “Weakness” penalty. They were just standing there, staring dumbfounded at the sudden appearance of a fiery, semi-transparent panther, its form shimmering with drifting motes of starlight.

“What are you looking at?” Ethan didn’t give them time to process. He unleashed a Rake.

Shhhkrip!

With his level advantage—this was a level 20 zone, after all—and them weakened to a mere 10% of their stats, it was an instant slaughter. These guys had probably been camped so hard they were too scared to even run back to their corpses.

As they died, a system message flashed for them:

[Ding… You have been killed by the opposing faction player (NotADruid)!]

The name finally clicked for one of them. “Holy hell! Druid God just killed me!” he shrieked into the world chat.

The others, catching on, echoed the sentiment.

On the Carnage Faction’s world channel, the night owls were instantly amused.

” You newbs aren’t worthy of being killed by the Druid God.”

” Yeah, posting fake news for clout? Pathetic.”

” Hasn’t he been MIA? Probably off somewhere living it up.”

” My bet’s on him rolling in the sheets with some lucky lady.”

The nightly chatter on their server spiraled from there. Ethan, of course, was blissfully unaware. As a Survivor Faction player, he couldn’t see their world chat. Hell, he had his own faction’s world chat permanently muted with a handy ‘X’.

After dusting the poor saps, Ethan slipped into Stealth and found a secluded corner to equip the Demonhunter’s Bone Fang Necklace.

Demonhunter’s Bone Fang Necklace

Quality: Common

Level: 35

Dark Vision: +5

Property 1: Activates a gateway to the Light Realm. Only the wielder can perceive this gateway. Duration: 5 minutes. Cooldown: (7 days)

Property 2: Disguises the wielder as a Carnage Faction player. Duration: 30 minutes. Can be dismissed at will. Cooldown: 1 hour

It was Common-grade, but its properties were undeniably epic. He noticed the first property now read “Light Realm” instead of its original “Shadow Realm” description. The skill was a two-way trip.

Without hesitation, he activated it. A portal, radiating a soft, milky light, swirled into existence before him. He stepped through without a second thought.

A sudden worry crossed his mind mid-step. The trip here had been a random drop into Carnage territory. What if the return trip was random too? Ending up in another server region would seriously screw up his plans.

His fears were short-lived. As his vision cleared, he found himself standing in the exact spot he’d left from.

“Whew… Thank god.”

Getting dumped in another country would have been a disaster. He had big plans for tomorrow.

He checked the time. Just past midnight. He had eighteen hours until the Fortress Wars expansion went live.

Getting his bearings, he shifted into Travel Form.

Fwoosh!

His form melted into that of a giant eagle, soaring into the sky. He set a course for Harmony City. It wasn’t far, and frankly, he just felt like flying. There was something freeing about cruising through the virtual air.

As he flew, he pulled up his friends list. One name, as always, was permanently online: his former creditor, Trusty007. Ethan had set up an automatic payment plan through his shop system ages ago; the debt should be long cleared by now.

NotADruid: Got any gold?

He got a reply in seconds.

Trusty007: Boss? Is that you? You’re like a ghost! If your guild wasn’t still active, I’d have thought you skipped town on your debt!

Ethan blinked at the screen.

NotADruid: It’s not paid off? You’re not getting the daily installments?

Trusty007: Boss, it’s only been a few days!

A few days? The message hit Ethan like a ton of bricks. His sense of time was completely scrambled. How long had he been gone? He shook his head, deciding not to unravel that particular mystery.

NotADruid: How much is left?

Trusty007: Not much! Just over ten thousand. Wait, you asking about gold… you need another loan?

Ethan had reached Harmony City, landing just outside the main gate and walking in—flying over a city was a surefire way to get smited by the system guards. He clicked the video call button.

Trusty007 picked up instantly. The same slick-haired, slightly pudgy face filled the screen. “Legend! How much you need this time?” he asked, a merchant’s grin already in place. He loved these deals; Ethan’s repayments were locked in at the gold-to-cash rate from the time of the loan, and the market price had only gone down since.

“How much do you have?” Ethan asked.

The broker’s eyes lit up. “Let me check the Northern Frontier ledger…” He glanced down at something off-screen, probably a spreadsheet. “536,941 gold. Current exchange is 1 gold to 1,259 Dollars.”

“I’ll take it all,” Ethan said calmly.

“What?” The guy’s eyes nearly popped out of his head.

Simultaneously, a distinct electronic voice came through the comms from Trusty007’s end:

[Ding… Your account has been credited 676,008,719 Dollars. Please confirm receipt.]

The broker froze, mouth agape.

“Don’t ‘what’ me. Mail the gold,” Ethan said with a faint smile.

“Uh… r-right away…” Trusty007 stammered, moving to comply in a state of stunned automation.