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I Don't Have the Leveling System Like Others, But I Have Cultivation

Leveling System is a gift that some people get. Having it meant being able to have the power that was the result of hunting monsters in the Dungeon, becoming a Hunter. Oliver didn't have the System, making him just live as a human. This wasn't a problem for most people, but when a human had problems with the Hunters, life would become difficult. However, when he despaired of the Leveling System that he couldn't get, he obtained a ring with a space inside, containing ancient books that turned out to be cultivation methods and skills. He couldn't hunt monsters to level up, but he could increase his strength by meditating. The Hunters, they were no match for him.

Dark_Crow1111 · Fantasy
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Victoria smiled quite widely at the strangeness that appeared behind her.

"What is this?" Oliver couldn't help but give her a question again.

It was without a doubt something evil, bringing bad things.

"Call it System Devour," Victoria replied, not bothering to tell him.

"System Devour?" Oliver was somewhat dumbfounded by the name of the skill because it didn't sound like a skill.

The problem was that it consisted of the words System and Devour. What did that mean?

"Just as you thought, this is something to swallow for the System." Victoria smiled widely when she said that, confirming Oliver's guess.

She continued, "With this, I can swallow another person's System, which is the foundation of their powers. When I swallow another person's System, I can take over all their skills, including their powers. However, I can't use this skill on a Hunter whose level is higher than mine, so I can't use this to raise my level."

"How could such a thing exist?" Oliver became even more astonished.

His eyes widened and trembled as he saw something like a mouth with that black hole.

"What's not possible?" replied Victoria in a matter-of-fact tone. "Everything is possible in this world, including things like this... You know, the fate of Hunters tends to depend on their System. The Innate Skill their System gives them is always the decisive starting point. It was very difficult to find Top Level Skills in the Dungeon. If a new Hunter has a Top Level Innate Skill, wouldn't it be better to steal it from that Hunter than to steal it in the Dungeon? The skill you just demonstrated undoubtedly has high value, I want to have it."

After saying that, she pointed her hand forward.

The large mouth with a black hole then moved forward, stopping just above Oliver's body.

"Of course, using this skill is not easy even when used against a Hunter weaker than me. This is why it is impossible to use it on those stronger than me. Failure to swallow another person's System after I unleash this skill will also result in a very bad backlash, enough to leave me paralyzed and hospitalized," Alice added.

Perhaps she was too proud of the skill that she deliberately told the details of the skill to her target.

It was just that, hearing about the effects of failing to use that skill made Oliver show a strange expression.

After all, he didn't actually have a System, so the skill could be said to be useless for him.

"How many System have you taken from others?" Oliver couldn't help but ask because he wanted to know more.

"Not many because I only pick System that have good skills," Victoria replied, without hesitation.

"Yeah, I'm also interested in Alice's System, but she's still stronger than me. There was a time I actually caught her," she added, making Oliver's expression ugly.

Alice was not his girlfriend, but the woman had done a favor by threatening Victoria when the latter kidnapped him.

"What? What can you do to stop me?" Victoria responded to Oliver's expression haughtily.

"Women like you are bound to end up miserable," Oliver replied.

"All my victims say that, but there is no such concept. Misery will only fall on those who are weak like you," Victoria replied, not caring about Oliver's curses.

At the same time, she pointed her finger at him.

Immediately afterwards the mouth moved downward, seeming to want to swallow him.

"Let's begin," Victoria added with a beautiful thin smile but an evil gaze.

At this moment, there suddenly appeared red lines all over her body, like blood vessels that suddenly became red and obvious.

The initially smiling Victoria instantly looked like she was carrying a huge boulder on her back. She looked like she was struggling.

"Oliver, this really hurts," she said, and this time her tone sounded hoarse.

"For my sake, give me your System —— NOW," she continued in a louder voice, looking like she was really forcing herself to speak.

Whoosh!

The mouth engulfed Oliver's body, turning his vision dark.

He suddenly felt like his body and soul were being entered by something, and it was searching for something in him.

Only, what it was looking for didn't seem to exist.

Roar!

It suddenly roared and turned towards Victoria whose eyes widened.

"H-how is it possible, there's no System on you?" The young woman seemed to have just seen the impossible.

She never seemed to be more surprised than now.

At the same time, the mouth suddenly slammed then entered her body. It sent her flying towards her own bed.

"Ahhhhhhhh..." She then screamed loudly with an expression like she was going crazy.

It seemed that she was feeling unimaginable pain. Even Oliver trembled at her screams. Her beautiful voice did not take away the horror of her screams.

She fell on the mattress hard, looking helpless where her gaze went blank as she stared at the ceiling of her room.

However, her gaze actually recovered quickly.

She was even seen trying to sit up, but failed. She only managed to move her neck.

Her eyes looked at Oliver with disbelief.

"W-what exactly are you?" She asked.

Although her tone was shaky, the fact that she could still speak surprised Oliver even more.

He thought she would be traumatized first after screaming so loudly from the pain.

She seemed to be mentally strong.

However, Oliver didn't think about the woman's mental strength for too long.

If she was mentally strong even though she had a bad personality, it couldn't be considered strange. After all, her father was a great figure in this era.

Oliver didn't answer her question either, now that he was able to stand up because the chains binding his body had disappeared when that mouth swallowed him.

He stared coldly at Victoria's figure. Even if she had screamed out loud earlier, probably none of her friends would have heard her voice.

A room like this must have very strong soundproofing.

Now was the time for him to take revenge on this woman.

He walked over to the bed where she was lying.

Being approached by him, Victoria instantly became somewhat panicked.

"What do you want to do?" she asked in a hurried tone.

Her panic only became more pronounced.

"Revenge!" Oliver answered the question in a firm tone.

When he arrived in front of the bed, he climbed up without hesitation, standing on it.

"Y-y-you, you? Do you want to rape me?" An overly panicked Victoria thought of the worst case scenario.

She had captured and humiliated Oliver, threatened to take his System, but her evil plan had failed. She had fallen to her death.

If Oliver wanted to take revenge on her, he would just have to rape her.

Her nature might be very bad, but without a doubt her body was very beautiful. There couldn't be a normal man who didn't lust after her.

If Oliver raped her, he would get immense satisfaction, feeling pleasure beyond imagination while she would suffer immensely, humiliated and disgraced in addition to losing her pride.

Oliver's eyes remained cold at her words. His eyes looked her up and down, and became quite long when he gazed at her pair of long legs.

He had to admit it was enough to make his heart pound.

The desire to do that flashed through his head.

However, he was not that kind of man, he did not always follow his desires.

"Do you think I'm that low?" he replied, very coldly, surprising Victoria because Oliver didn't seem to have a plan like she imagined.

Just as she was wondering if he really wasn't going to rape her, he suddenly moved his foot towards her face.

BANG!

He kicked her in the face, sending her body into the air, flung sideways until her back hit the glass facade.

She sat there with a very shocked expression, more shocked than if she had seen Oliver rape her.

How could she not be so shocked, this man actually kicked her pretty face.

The pain of his kick was not felt by her, but there was a feeling as if her soul had just been ripped out.

Before she could say anything to scold Oliver, he swung his palm at her cheek.

Pa!

It hit her cheek very hard, instantly turning her cheeks blue.

She had been slapped.

"Ahhhh, Oliver, how dare you. You, you, how dare you slap me." The woman screamed like a tigress. Her expression looked extremely savage.

She was panting with rage.

Unfortunately, the response from Oliver was another slap on her other cheek.

For Oliver himself, this was a very overwhelming feeling. His blood seemed to be boiling.

Raping a woman as beautiful as Victoria would probably be very enjoyable, but slapping and kicking her in the face also had its own sensations.

Bam!

He kicked her in the face again, which made the woman seem crazy from being too angry.

However, she couldn't say anything else because every time she wanted to open her mouth, Oliver attacked her face again.

He only stopped after she was completely helpless that she couldn't open her lips anymore.

Her gaze became blank. Maybe pain couldn't shake this woman mentally, but trampling her pride could make her mentally broken.

"What an amazing face!" Oliver knelt in front of her, and held her chin.

When he touched her chin, he had to admit that the woman's skin was so incredible to touch.

What made him head for her face was that no swelling appeared on her face after being attacked so many times, only her skin became red and blue, something that did not detract from her beauty.

This was really strange as normally the face would be swollen if hit continuously, yet Victoria's face was still the same shape.

Perhaps she had used some very extraordinary herbs from the Dungeon to keep her face undamaged.

"Kill me if you dare, and my father will cut you into a thousand pieces. Oliver, if I survive this, there is no place in this world for you to hide." The woman spoke.

Part of her words made Oliver recall his own words, which he had spoken when he was brought across the street.