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Chapter 21 - The Black Book

"Hah… now this is something I did not expect!" he exclaimed as he looked at his stream chat and saw that there were 14 viewers at the present. 

"What did you not expect?" Nyx asked as she walked towards him, ready to head out to risk her life like she always did. The only one who seemed relaxed in their team, was Amon. 

He pointed upwards and both Mike and Nyx looked absolutely dumbfounded.

"Wha- what are those things?" Mike asked as he panicked and looked around. 

The apocalypse had shrouded the planet, blocking off all outside view including the stars. Due to this, as twenty year youngsters, the two of them had never seen a star in their lives. 

"Those are just perverted voyeurs who get excited by watching others. Don't mind them. Oh yeah, they're technically deities so you shouldn't curse at them." he said and before any of them asked a question, he added, "Dieties… are stronger than SSS ranked awakened."

Mike and Nyx said nothing. They stood in silence for a few seconds before they followed Amon out. 

The lands were dry, dusty and desolate with crushed concrete and steel rods lying on the ground at random places. Heaps of debris formed small hills all around them but there seemed to be no monsters in sight. 

"This place is so much more peaceful compared to our previous hideout." Amon commented as he looked around. 

Nyx nodded before she glanced at Mike, "What did you buy?"

"I've decided that I'll continue acting as bait." Mike said as he revealed a wry smile, "The items on the market barely make a dent when it comes to my damage output. So…. I bought a pair of shoes. They increase my agility by four points and have a good durability of seventy points."

He expected Amon to say something but that didn't happen. Instead the guy looked at Nyx instead. 

"What about you?"

"Just a knife." she said as she showed off bright yellow knife that had a generic shape.

Even then, she wore a bright smile as she explained it's functions. 

"It's F rank and it has a skill too. Gives me five strength stats and has a durability of fifty. As for the skill, it's called Assassin's Stab and it's very very good. Extremely high damage when the monsters don't notice me and if its' my first attack, then the damage is even higher."

Amon nodded as he opened up her system screen to check her stats. 

[Name: Nyx Varster]

[Class: Assassin (E)]

[Level: 12]

Skills | Stats | Market | Quest

Coins: 18

[Stats]

Health Points: 90

Mana Points: 80

Vitality: 9

Defense: 7

Strength: 12 + 5

Agility: 23 

Dexterity: 32 

Mana: 8

Magic: 1

Unallocated Stat Points: 0

[Skills]

Stealth (F) | Sneak Attack (E)

[Stealth (F): Affects the perception of those around you, making it hard for anyone to notice you. (10 mana / 3 minutes)]

[Sneak Attack (E): Increased damage and crit chance when you attack someone stealthily. (+20% Damage, +25% crit chance.)]

The assassin class was a weird one. To deal enough damage, one would need strength and for crit chance and damage, they would need dexterity but the class offered agility instead of strength. 

With the 10% dexterity boost from her class, her effective dex stat was at 35 instead. It was extremely close to fifty. 

"Each point of dexterity gives a 0.5% critical chance…." Amon muttered to himself and nodded after a moment, 'Nyx's crit chance is around forty percent as long as she focuses on sneak attacks. Assassin's stab huh…'

He turned around and looked at the yellow dagger, "Can I hold it for a moment? I wanna see that skill."

Nyx didn't hesitate as she tossed it towards him. 

[Assassin's Stab: When in stealth, increase critical chance by 25%. The first attack against someone will have an extra 25% physical attack.]

[Fake Gold - F]

Durability: 50

Effects: +5 Strength, Assassin's Stab

Once done, he gave it back to her and continued walking. 

"Stop."

The trio finally spotted a monster but that one was already fighting another group, one that they were familiar with. 

A long haired guy led the team. He had a slightly tanned skin and wielded a long bow. He was the one who dealt the last blow to the steel spider last night. 

With him were five other familiar faces. Two of them were that guy's regular teammates while the other three were more familiar to Amon, Nyx and Mike. 

It was Becky and Nyx's ex-teammates. 

"I feel like the old man's pissed at us…" Mike muttered, but Amon shook his head, "Maybe, but the chances are low. Look, Becky's walking with a limp."

Both Nyx and Mike winced when they heard his words. All three of them remembered the kind of punishment they'd get if the 'professor' got angry. Hundreds of hits on one's shin and calves. 

It'd be so bad that one wouldn't be able to walk for a few days. It was only when they looked closer, did they realise that Amon was right. Becky really was limping. 

In her hand was a book that was pitch black. 

"He probably wasn't too angry with her." Amon added as he squinted his eyes, "Let's just wait and watch for now."

"Do you think Roark will be able to succeed?" Nyx asked. 

Amon shook his head as he glanced at Nyx. He knew that the two of them were close. They both ran away from the same slave traders, survived on their own for a few months and finally met the professor. 

Roark was a delusional and possessive guy who believed that the cat girl was his wife. 

"He's an archer and his use is limited. Just like Mike who can't do much by himself, Roark won't be able to get that cockroach monster on his own, not if he wishes to keep his team safe. He should release the signal by now but I wonder why he hasn't done it yet." he explained with a casual tone. 

One by one, the regular humans were injured. Amon silently watched as Roark stubbornly fought the giant cockroach and frowned. Based on his memories, Roark was a hot blooded guy but he was still pretty cautious. 

Such irresponsible recklessness was something Amon didn't expect from him. 

That was when multiple notifications appeared in his mind and every single one had the same message. 

[Omniscient_Author: Take that book away!! Quick!!]

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