Mixed Blessing System

The next day, the streets of the City of Darkness were in tatters after hours of fighting between the prisoners and the creatures of darkness summoned by Lothur.

Almost all of the boarders had fought in the previous hours, with those who defeated their opponents have had to expend almost all of their energy on that confrontation.

Lothur\'s creatures did not kill those who failed but rather eliminated them from the survival competition.

Now that they had lost, they would join the group that would turn nutrients for Lothur!

Lothur had watched a good portion of the confrontation but had also used some time to continue training his soul-focused techniques.

Soul Bone skills didn\'t need to be trained, and since he didn\'t need to cultivate with crystals, all he had to do was train his only two soul techniques.

Besides, he didn\'t need to do anything else to strengthen himself currently!

Therefore, he used some of his time to improve his professional skills.

If he were to take a test now, Lothur could no longer be considered a 1-star professional. Now he would be a 3-star!

Spiritual professionals needed understanding and soul cultivation. Lothur already had both, and with his free time in this place, he had read enough material to elevate several of his professions.

As such, he was beginning to prepare to repair the Elemental Staff, this defective weapon that he had been using for quite some time.

He didn\'t have the resources within that prison, but once he got out of there, he intended to repair that weapon and raise its level a bit.

Even in his current capabilities, this weapon was greatly useful to him!

...

After the end of the 24 hours that Lothur had given to the inmates of the imperial prison, he once again claimed a few dozen lives while being watched by the victors of the first test.

Those people were still silent, watching the red flames fade near where Lothur was, fearful about the future.

They didn\'t know if this creature was just playing with them, but they would try their best to get as far as possible in all this!

So, while watching Lothur, they remained motionless and silent, waiting for him.

On the other hand, Lothur was experiencing some relevant improvements and could not help but be distracted by these people temporarily.

He looked at his resistances at their new levels.

[Gold-grade poison resistance.]

[Progress: 35%]

...

[Gold-grade flame resistance.]

[Progress: 11%.]

...

[Gold-grade ice resistance.]

[Progress: 6%]

...

[Silver-grade wood resistance.]

[Progress: 88%]

...

[Silver-grade darkness resistance.]

[Progress: 61%]

...

All of his resistances were improving as he absorbed the lives of his enemies. Still, some were evolving more slowly due to how little affinity most people had with them.

In any case, he had evolved some of his resistances to the Gold grade and had naturally undergone a spiritual cleansing.

[Name: Lothur Ritter]

[Physique: what doesn\'t kill you makes you stronger]

[Bloodline: Life Devourer]

[Soul Cultivation: level 19]

[Body Cultivation: level 19]

[STR: 670] [CON: 1,689.6] [DEX: 600.5] [AGI: 741.9]

[INT: 374.2]

[PER: 759.1 -> 810.5]

[WIL: 576.9]

[SOU: 596.9 -> 763.5]

[EVF: 4,999 -> 1]

\'Hmm, another three days or so and my Soul power will reach a level equivalent to the strongest in this place...\' Lothur looked at his status, satisfied. \'I believe I will have to overcome that to be able to escape from this place through the gaps in these formations.\'

The insiders of this place thought that a Saint could, at most, only break into this place. To escape from there, they thought a Sage would be necessary. So no one had any hope of leaving this place before Lothur arrived.

But Lothur didn\'t think that way since he was a formations master.

If he was not a formations master, perhaps he really couldn\'t dream of leaving this place before reaching level 22. But since he was, he could use his knowledge to escape this place more easily.

After considering this for a few moments, he looked at the people in his surroundings and smiled mysteriously, seeing the fear of those people.

"More than 350 of you are left in this dispute. Unfortunately, that\'s still too many for me to take with me, so I\'ll give you the next three days to fight each other in a great Battle Royale!

Fight!

The last 100 left standing will have the grace to become my subordinates and leave this place with me!"

With those words from Lothur, it didn\'t take long for those people to start.

Some would run for cover, while others would gather in groups since there was room for more than one of them to be victorious.

One way or another, battles would soon rage once more through the streets of this city, generating sounds of agony, explosions, and more.

Lothur would watch this for the opening moments of the confrontation, smiling as he saw this great event.

It was a shame that such a thing could only be watched by him. If it was in Peters City, he was sure thousands of people would pay to be able to watch.

Violence ran in the blood of most of the races of this world!

But even he would not spend much time watching such a bloody fight.

Before turning his attention to his plans for escape from this place and further training, he created some more creatures of darkness, giving the order for them not to let anyone die.

Those who lost their fights and were on the precipice of death should be rescued and taken to where those waiting to die by his hand were.

Lothur would not waste the EVF points that these people could provide him with!

In any case, contrary to what many thought, he was not just playing with them. Those 100 left at the end of it all would actually get a chance to join him!

...

While Lothur\'s plans for the City of Darkness unfolded, Rebecca continued to absorb her skull Soul Bone peacefully.

Simultaneously, the guards of the Imperial Prison outside this place continued their work as usual, without the slightest sign that something terrible was happening there.

Such creatures didn\'t care what the inmates were doing. For them, even if all the inmates died, nothing would change.

Since those sent to prison were not expected to return from this place, there was no reason to watch them.

Hence, those creatures continued their work, protecting the surroundings so trouble would not approach this place.

Any danger in their service would come from outside this place, so their attention was in the opposite direction from where Lothur was acting!