As the trees around are on fire, the terrain has completely changed. The only thing visible in the lingering dust that has risen from scorched ground beneath is light effects of the various spells and skills.
SharkTeeth [Level???, Tier 5 Berserker] : Found You! (growls), A mere guild leader of first-rate guild dare reject an offer from World Dominators. (Sneers), How over assumptious of yourself... (Laughs maniacally)
He thrust his blue spear with dark gold runes on it into the chest of a Swordsman whose body is leaning on it as blood drips slowly draining away his HP turning him into his soul flame.
SharkTeeth : Reserucct him again. (Growls again) He is not leaving with just losing few levels this time. (Sneers)
LifeBane [Level ???, Tier 2 Oracle] : Yes Team leader.
The oracle hurriedly cast a spell and reseruccts the dead swordsman again and the magical classes around unfurls and chants the text on the scrolls with ancient ruins of undescirnable rank as stone-made chain sprouts from the ground which binds him immediately after.
SharkTeeth : Guess what? I am starting to pity you and your friends now. So I will give you a chance. Drink a drop of this willingly and you and your friends are free to go.
The Berserker than takes out a small pitch black bottle with a snow white cork on it. Seeing which a cursemancer's eyes went bloodshot.
Blackie [Level ???, Tier 3 Cursemancer] : No!!! Brother Feng you have don't need to do it.
He screams scared as he sees the swordsman taking the offer into consideration while he defends himself from the melee experts with his wooden staff which had cracks from all the damage which might loose all durability after dozen or more hits.
In that bottle were nothing more than 5 drops of clear tasteless liquid. But it was the most dreaded liquid known cause only a single drop is more than enough to cause severe agonizing pain as the soul burns until the user looses all levels and skills he had gathered.
Ye Feng [Title: SwordSaint, Level???, Tier 5 Swordsman]: Isn't it just some levels and skills.
Smiling sadly he downs the complete bottle of liquid in his hand. Seeing which everyone was agaped, since everyone knew the consequences of doing it. The friends of the Swordsman were all teareyed cause they all knew he had done this so the liquid can't be used against any of his other friends. Even the Berserker lost his laugh as he himself can't be that cruel to someone.
[Mourner's Tear:
Type: Poison
Rarity: Extremely rare
Uses: 0/5
Function: Burns the soul of the user if not used willingly till all levels and skills are lost. Do not drink more than one drop, the pain Stat is stackable with no additional function.]
Blackie: Brother Feng! NOOO!!!
The moment the bottle is emptied, Ye Feng's body is burned by transparent black flames till even his soul flame is burned out of existence. And everyone who saw, knew that the Swordsman's account is scraped with no hope of coming back.
As he downed the last drop of liquid, Ye Feng closed his eyes in anticipation of the coming pain but instead a system notification rang into his ears.
[System: You have met all requirements for the 'Divine Quest: Mourner's Return' and it has been automatically accepted. You will loose consciousness in 3 seconds.]
3!
2!
1!
Shi Feng then passed through a multicolored tunnel arriving at a solemn golden
temple. A female angel with four
pairs of wings flew towards Ye Feng. She was only about palm sized.
Angel: "Hello Adventurer, welcome to God's Domain. I am the Navigation Angel,
Gabriel. I will be introducing to you the four main categories and twelve main jobs. Please
choose the job that you like most."
As the system announcement finished soonafter his vision turned red, followed by another system announcement.
[System: Your brain is showing signs of severe mental exhaustian you are being put into mandatory rest mode.]
Darkening his vision once again.