Almost immediately after he asked that, he vanished from that battlefield, and appeared in a pure-white room. The only thing in that entire space, was a familiar ‘Vendor of Chaos.’
Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice say “You have reached level twenty-two.” Michael placed all four of his newly acquired stat-points into Agility, since he felt that it was falling behind his Strength, Vitality and Endurance by way too much.
Aside from that, he also gained a few Aura from ‘playing’ with the Goddess of Chaos. The Nephilim muttered “Ugh, I could definitely get one or two pieces of Epic gear… but I really don’t wanna grow an extra arm or three dicks, so I should probably avoid chaotic equipment. Besides, there’s something a bit more important than gear right now. Hey, do you have any feline-humanoid slime-related mana-cores available? Preferably level-twenty; one needs to be rank-E and the other D.”
The vendor snickered, while smiling at him, “Of course I do! Hyahahaha~! Umm~, one Lesser Demonic Slimy Tiger-Tribe, and a Demonic Slimy Feline Dwarf… That’ll be, uh~, probably like… a thousand-ish? No… ugh, I hate math. Let’s just say it was a thousand, okay? Don’t you dare fucking tell anyone! Have a nice day~.”
Before he even had the chance to retort that ridiculous golem, the two beads appeared in his right palm and he was teleported away. When Michael reappeared in the hotel room, only a few minutes had passed.
Jasmine was still crying about her dead offspring and Elina was trying to console her, “JJ, they weren’t actually your children… They were just parasites, okay, so don’t-”
“Wah~! Aren’t all babies parasites?! Nyah~, they were gross and slimy, but aren’t all babies like that at first?!” The little cat-girl was surprisingly attached to the worms that grew inside of her body overnight.
Michael yelled “Oi, stop screaming and eat this!” as he telekinetically launched the rank-E mana-core into Jasmine’s mouth. She choked violently, but eventually swallowed it down.
Sarah was too busy using her Devouring Shadow to ‘clean-up’ the bed, to even notice his appearance. Talia and Alice were both in the kitchen cooking, while Inari was still lazily rolling around on the floor.
The Nephilim glared at the fox and complained “Cut that shit out! Damn it, you aren’t a regular dog, so stop acting like one! Go give yourself a bath! Hey Blondie! Get out here and clean this fucking carpet! Ugh, I’m really pissed off right now, but I don’t even know why…”
After that, he ‘equipped’ the gigantic monstrous weapon, and it slowly erupted from his palm; only after it was outside, was he able to wear his gauntlet again. Seeing that, Elina gasped, while staring in awe and terror.
However, the moment the mostly-naked High-Elf entered the room, she activated ‘Scan’ and yelped in surprise. It was simply too ridiculous that he disappeared for a couple minutes and returned with such an overpowered and amazing item.
“Demonic Siegeblade of Chaotica: +1000 Attack Rating, +50 Strength, +40 Endurance, +40 Vitality, +20 Agility, +18 Intelligence, +18 Wisdom, -10 Willpower, -50 Defense Rating. Any damage received by the weapon, will be dealt to the wielder’s HP. Consumes the blood, flesh, and bones of defeated enemies to repair itself and heal its wielder. Weighs as much as the rest of the wielder’s body. Soulbound to Michael. Legendary Quality, requires level-21 to wield.”
Judging by only the stats, it certainly seemed quite unreasonable, but the biggest problem was how absurdly heavy it was. With his ‘Blessing of Chaos’ Passive reaching level-five, after their little ‘game’, half of the negative side-effects were removed. Unfortunately, the weight wasn’t influenced by that.
He could definitely swing that sword, but he wouldn’t be able to fly as long as it was equipped. It certainly wasn’t designed for ‘Tanking’, because he couldn’t even parry with it, and the attack-speed was dreadfully slow.
Titles: The Nudist, The Noob, The Immortal, The Lurker, The Survivor, The Astronaut, Shinigami, The Heretic, The Harem Keeper, The Exhibitionist
Race: Chaotic Nephilim
Specialization: Tank, Melee and Ranged Damage Dealer, Support
Profession: Summoner Level 3]
Mana Regen per minute: 440
Health Regen per hour: 900
Attack Power: 500(+1300)
Defense Rating: 45(+97)]
He grumbled “Ugh, I don’t know how to feel about this… I’m probably going to have to buy a new sword from the Arcane Vendor after we finish the Dungeon. Well, maybe I’ll go with something different this time? A big-ass katana would be cool…”
Talia unhappily muttered “You’re likely the only person in this world that would complain about receiving a Legendary item…” She was wearing her leather jacket and boots, along with a beautiful flower-bracelet on her left wrist: Aside from that, she was completely nude.
Michael smirked at Jasmine, as a message popped-up before her golden cat-like eyes: “Congratulations on reaching rank-E; please choose your desired evolution.”
“Slimy Feline Dwarf: Most people would not wish to change their race. By choosing this path, you will be given 13 stat-points, which you can invest however you wish.”
“Lesser Demonic Slimy Feline Dwarf: A hybrid between a Cat-Tribe and Dwarf, who then consumed a the mana-core of a slime, and after that, stumbled onto the path towards becoming a Demon. Not much is known about this race, though it can be inferred that they likely have horns, spikes, and perhaps a few extra limbs. +10 Aura, +6 Intelligence, +4 Wisdom, +4 Agility, -1 Charisma.”
“Chaotic Slimy Feline Dwarf: A mysterious race that may or may not already exist. +15 Aura, +20 Luck.”
Seeing those choices, Elina yelled “No, don’t do it! JJ, I’m serious, please stay the way you are!” but the Nephilim just laughed hysterically.
“But-but… it’s a mystery, nyah~!” Jasmine obviously picked the third option without even hesitating for a moment. Thus, she began her transformation; like the first time, she experienced some excruciating pain and then melted into a gelatinous goop, before changing into the shape of a giant egg.
Michael told the crying angelic cat-girl “Stop freaking out, she’ll be fine~… probably? I mean, even if she turns into a five-hundred meter tall monstrosity, it shouldn’t be too hard to fix, right? Well, that won’t happen, but you get the point.”
Talia cleared her throat, and announced “Breakfast has been successfully prepared! I would suggest that the three of you stop fooling around and eat it while it is still hot!”
The Nephilim quickly unequipped everything that he was wearing, and slowly sucked the sword back into his right palm, before telling her “Yeah, I am pretty hungry, but I need to take a shower before anything else… Also, this lazy brat needs to be washed properly as well.”
While he was giving the hungry fox a bath, Elina, Alice, Sarah and the High-Elven Huntress were all sitting around a large circular table. On their plates were a myriad of different cuisines, such as spaghetti and meatballs, elaborate and extravagant salads, even an entire roasted boar.
It was amazing that the dragoness and Talia were able to prepare so much food in only a few minutes. Well, one of them had a ridiculous amount of Agility and Dexterity, while the other could breathe fire, so it wasn’t that surprising.
Before exiting the bathroom, Michael telekinetically removed the water from his body, while Inari seemed to ‘absorb’ it into her skin. Then the two of them entered the kitchen; the fox was in her cutest and smallest form, which was literally the size of a regular mouse.
As he sat down in the empty seat between Sarah and Elina, the Nephilim looked around at his ‘team’ and muttered “We really are a bunch of nudists, huh?”
Talia frowned, “The lot of you may be, but I simply do not have any other clean clothing, aside from this amazing Epic jacket. Hopefully, the next Boss will drop the rest of this outfit for me…”
Alice snickered, as she grabbed the entire boar and began swallowing it whole, as if she were a giant snake. Meanwhile, the ridiculously small fox was rapidly devouring a brown steak that was many times larger than her minuscule body.
Michael used a fork to twirl some spaghetti, complaining “Didn’t they have any seasonings? It looks like ya just smashed up some tomatoes and mixed it with ground-beef… Hmmm, it tastes good, but I’ll show you how to make it better sometime. Hey Sarah, can you bleed on this for me?”
The Huntress glared at him, grumbling “Vete a la verga culero…” It was the language of her ancient ancestors, one which very few short-lived races would understand.
However, the Nephilim smirked, asking “Tienes ganas?” Talia was both flabbergasted and infuriated at the same time, but before she had the chance to respond, he told her “I’m just kidding… Well, I do have a boner, but I’m already getting a hardcore worm-job right now. I kinda figured you had some ‘Spanish’ ancestry, judging by the names of you and your family. Even that storm puta was called like… Okay, I don’t actually remember what her name was, but it was definitely hispanic.”
As she attempted to speak, a loud and high-pitch voice ‘roared’ “Nyahahahaha~! I~ have~ evolved~! Nyah~, where’d everybody go? Lina~, Mikey~, Foxy~, Snaky~, Mahou Shoujo Kuro-chan~… Un, was there another one? Meow~, muhuahahaha~, I found you~!”