[Resurrection Availability: 1/3]
Looking at the remaining resurrection chances, Heizen was flustered. The main part of his plan depended entirely on this skill. After all, he would definitely die in this plan.
However, seeing the rapidly fading pattern in his arm, his plan became naught. Sure enough, you shouldn't rely on external power.
"Hah," Heizen secretly took a deep breath to calm his mood. Panicking at the last moment was not an option. He composed himself and walked towards the Altar without a care.
So what if he died? It wasn't like he hadn't experienced it before. He consoled himself.
It was his mistake that had dragged his companions into this whirlpool. So it was his responsibility to protect them to the best of his ability.
That being said, he hated this insignia on his arm. From being unable to level up after entering the catacomb to the insignia coming alive and abandoning him at the critical moment, he felt like a fool.
He now suspected that getting out of the Life Gate Dungeon wasn't due to his Luck. Well, he never had Good Luck from the beginning. After thinking about everything, he could only curse his bad luck.
While he was getting closer to the Altar, the pattern in his hand was getting fainter. Now, it was confirmed that he would lose this chance completely.
"This damned Good Luck System." He couldn't help but curse in his mind. Who would want to die if there was a chance? He even thought of surrendering completely but his intuition told him it would be really over in that case.
Just then, maybe his luck really had turned or maybe the System had enough of his antics; a robotic sound appeared in his mind.
[Ding!]
[Good Luck favors you.]
[Residual sigil with remnant Authority is detected.]
[Do you want to use origin energy to integrate it?]
With the sound, the fading pattern in his arm was suddenly blocked by some energy. The insignia seemed to want to struggle but to no avail.
Heizen looked at all of this with divine sense and was stunned. Without waiting, he immediately said, "Yes, yes, fast."
[Ding! Incorporating the Origin energy into sigil.]
The remaining small blue tinge from the white light in his mind disappeared instantly.
It immediately dragged the faint insignia to his consciousness just below the white light. He could feel that the pattern was more solid after the infusion of Origin power.
[Ding!]
[Infusion is successful. Congratulations, you get a temporary Life Authority.]
[Temporary Life Authority: Authority that was stolen from the Goddess Of Life. Using it may cause the displeasure of the divine.
Effect: You can resurrect once after dying.]
Looking at the information in his mind, Heizen was ecstatic. After all the problems, only his System was reliable.
"I knew the System was trustworthy." Heizen thought shamelessly. He had already forgotten all the curses from before.
As for the "displeasure of the divine" as mentioned in the notice, he ignored it completely. His life was hanging by a thread, why would he care about others?
Moreover, what about his displeasure? This behavior of abandoning him at a critical juncture disgusted him greatly. Come to think of it, his System never said "Life Seal" was good luck in the prompt when choosing that door.
Heizen discarded such thoughts and paid attention to his surroundings. Though it sounded long, it only took a few moments for all this to happen.
Heizen quickly arrived below the Altar and bowed slightly. Only after coming closer did he understand the horror of Authority.
If he didn't have divine sense, he would be hard-pressed to even come near. The dark shadows around him were trying every method to bring him down.
"My lord, what should I do to become your subordinate?" Heizen asked while bowing with a pious look.
Looking at his humble posture, Melaphine was satisfied. She didn't care whether her servants were crazy as long as they were loyal. She smiled and said,
"Hehe, it is very easy. You just need to pledge your soul to this Mistress Of Shadows-Melaphine." A soft laugh echoed through the chamber.
Melaphine wanted to see how this mortal would react when hearing such a condition. In fact, just swearing by the name of Abyss Lord would be sufficient. But, she wanted to tease him to know if he had that so-called loyalty.
However, what she never expected was that this person was crazier than she thought. Before she could even collect her thoughts, she heard a hearty laugh followed by the sound of wind.
"Hahaha, very well Lord. What can be the best proof of loyalty than to present my soul to you with my own hand?"
Heizen didn't mince his words at all. He was thinking about how to approach her without arousing suspicion, now she gave him a chance easily.
"Swoosh," Without any nonsense, he immediately used the Ghost Step and appeared in front of Melaphine.
If it were another time, he would never be able to approach her this easily. After all, she was a lord-level existence and level 30 at that. However, his crazy behavior and sudden movement completely caught her off guard.
"From today onward, my soul belongs to you, my lord." While saying that, he hugged her tightly in his arms without giving her a chance to react.
Melaphine, who was standing at the Altar and teasing just now, was completely dumbfounded. She never thought someone could be this courageous. Even if he was a Deathwalker, he could still die completely under divine power.
"Impudent," after a brief shock in the chamber, the angry voices of the dark-robed figures completely erased the silence. They were now crazy. This person was too awful.
They only had one thought in their mind now, kill him. Cut him into pieces and burn his soul in purgatory for eternity.
However, they couldn't enter the sacred Altar where their Goddess was. They could only furiously shout below in indignation.
"Run," while they were completely distracted, Bernard yelled and ran outside the dungeon. He had already talked it over with others.
Though he didn't want to abandon his companion, he couldn't sacrifice the chance given by Heizen even more.
Sophie also dragged Sarah who was standing stunned in silence looking at the Altar.
"Don't worry, he must have a plan." Sophie consoled her, or maybe herself.