361 Rapid Preparations

'There's no other use in having Helk here.' Compass Carburettor thought, watching the two Claw Wolves pounce upon the two bandits and devour them easily after.

And right when they planned to attack him next, he killed them, fully erasing all traces of them with the Dust Wave.

"Right, I should take all the materials from his place…" He had just spoken when his heart thumped once again. And this time, his Anthozoa, Secret Society, and Dimensional Space all pulsed erratically, warning him.

"W-What the heck is happening now?" Compass Carburettor was alarmed, thinking that the Systems from the Luck genre were already targeting him.

"No, it's not that…ugh." He suddenly grunted in pain, noticing that his abilities were slowly beginning to be suppressed.

"I see…" He understood soon after, "There's a chance I can kill them using my new abilities. So, they are taking action to seal my strength. This is troubling."