13 Euphoria Pt.1

[Sacred Skill, Sin: Lv.1 gained!]

[Sacred Skill, Sin: Lv.1 > Lv.4!]

[Skill rate and potency greatly increased!]

[Soul Empowerment: Lv.1 gained!]

[Soul Rejuvenation: Lv.1 gained!]

[Mental Acceleration: Lv.2 fused with Soul Empowerment: Lv.1!]

[Soul Empowerment: Lv.1 > Lv.2!]

[Stamina Increase: Lv.2, Stamina Regeneration Lv.2, and Exhaustion Resist Lv.2 fused with Soul Rejuvenation: Lv.1!]

[Soul Rejuvenation: Lv.1 > Lv.3!]

[Claw Mastery: Lv.1 gained!]

[Claw Mastery: Lv.1 > Lv.3!]

[Claw: Lv.3 and Claw Mastery: Lv.3 fused!]

[Racial Skill Draconic Claw gained!]

[Sin: Sacred skill for beings who are regarded as truly vile and are considered as monster among monsters. Beings with the skill are stronger the more heinous deeds they commit. The skill is leveled up the more suffering the user causes. Skill level isn't limited.]

[Soul Empowerment: Empowers the user's soul. Boost to Hp, Mag, Str, Mag, Agi, Vit, Phy res, Mag res, Men res, and, Senses, etc.]

[Soul Rejuvenation: Rejuvenates the user's soul. Every minute, heals Hp, Mp, and Stamina.]

[Legendary Rank > Mythical Rank!]

[Skill rate and potency increased!]

[Soul Empowerment: Lv.2 > Lv.3!]

[All Stats +10!]

I was very happy, even though I was a little overwhelmed from the sheer amount of notifications; I was happy.

With the new soul skills, I had checked off most, if not, all the skills on my mental checklist.

I was the most happy about it; even more than gaining another sacred skill.

The reason for that quite simple, unlike sacred skills, which were very "hard" to gain - cause' I got TWO of them in a DAY'S time, normal skills were pretty easy to get, and likewise, easier to mess up.

Plus, making stupid decisions and getting the skills in the wrong order would also be a serious detriment.

As, unlike sacred skills, normal skills will quickly get outperformed if they were lowered level, they were just that much weaker than a sacred skill, and also because the scaling was also broken for them.

Like, the difference between level 5 and 6 sacred skill wouldn't be that much, but, that same difference for a normal skill would be humongous! But even with that crazy power difference normal skills were still garbage compared to sacreds.

For example, even with a level 1 sacred skill, I would probably use it till level 60 - without feeling an leveling of under-powerdness.

And not just that, I had even heard that if you had a strong enough sacred skill; you could, possibly, not ever need to level it until level 80 - which was practically impossible; and, thankfully, my Sin skill fell on that end of the stick (Lord of Inferno was an "average" sacred skill).

Though, it wasn't like I wasn't happy about getting another sacred skill - and both in a days difference.

Just because of virtue, or, vice in this case, of it being a scared skill, and a level 4 at that, I had gained a lot of power – even more than those soul skills combined; and that wasn't even counting the fact that I could learn more skills and that all my skills now were now even more powerful because of the skill potency rising to an absurd level.

But not just that, since it was a sacred skill, unlike normal skills, my wisdom didn't just give me some basic knowledge about it. It had given me a lot of wisdom about it.

I had learned about all the sins of man, monster, and beings. It meant that I would be able to read someone's thoughts, though that would be heavily depended on me and the person, no, the being I was reading (For example: I won't be able to read a saint's mind, while a sinner's will be easy as reading a book).

Plus, I also learned about a lot of torture methods and the best way to make any being loyal to you.

Like how pride, even though, by many was considered to be the biggest and the deadliest of sins, could also be considered the greatest virtue of a being.

Without it, a being couldn't even be considered as a "being". Even if you're a sentient being, without pride you're, objectively, equal to the shit you shit.

And another fact, without your sense of identity, your pride, you will agree to any and everyone to do any and everything.

But the biggest difference I had experienced, combat-wise, was the acquisition of my new racial skill.

Due to the acquisition, I learned an important fact about my wisdom skill. The more draconic a skill was in nature, the more wisdom it would give me about it – as unlike sacred skills, racial and normal skills were considered to be equals.

It also explained why it hadn't given me the instructions to manually increase or decrease my senses, even though I was more than capable of doing it before I got my True Draconic Instincts - just not the extent after I had gotten it.

So, not only were they harder, stronger, sharper, and easier to use; I had gotten more knowledge about my claws and had deepened my understanding of it.

The level of deep understanding and knowledge I had gotten wasn't something I would naturally gain by just leveling my skill up or spending years learning the arts of the claws.

I understood what my claws meant for my body, how my body affected them, how I could make it stronger, how to grow more experienced in using it.

I could now use my claws as easily as breathing, as if reaching enlightenment - like how that cool prince under a tree, and who had a religion built out of his said enlightenment, did.

But not just that, even though my senses and instincts were again increased to an absurd level, comparatively, I could "sense" more.

And all of it was attributed to the fact that I knew how to use all the information I had gotten.

It made me be more aware about the small details, ones which I would've likely not noticed or just outright ignored.

But I digressed, as I needed to dodge quickly unless I wanted to have my head chopped off by a rabid orc.

Due to my new refined and more powerful senses and me getting enhanced from, not just one, but two skills - with one of them being a sacred skill.

I was very powerful. I was confident that I could fight a level 11 world boss, or a level 15 non-boss character, or a level 8 Divine Beast/Monster - head-on.

I was pretty sure that I could fight all the orcs at once, all 100 of them – as the strongest one was just level 8 and I had already killed him.

But I wouldn't, because, where's the fun in that. Plus, I had another excuse to torture people because of Sin - as I can get stronger because of it.

"Bastard! Why, just why! Why did you do it!" the rabid orc, who had just tried to rip my head from my body, asked me.

Seeing its sobbing face made me sad; I wanted to make it feel despair, not sadness, that was too light! Where's the fun in that!?

I just smiled and gave a short and curt answer, "Because it was fun." I then laughed like a insane maniac as I made sure I showed as much bloodlust as I possibly could.

I knew for a fact that these idiots would be very sensitive to my bloodlust and that me doing it like a maniac, that didn't even care for their lesser lives, would just enrage them even more.

After hearing me say that, the rabid orc's expression changed to a one of shock. But it quickly changed as it realized, and fully processed, what I had just said, sadly, it didn't realize that it was a retard with a chronic illness that made it even more retarded.

"You truly are sick." the orc said quietly with a solemn expression.

Though it was a quiet voice, even my uncaring brain could feel the sheer anger and fury that were in those words.

It was so great that I even felt the atmosphere shake a little due to it, not like that meant shit to me.

I only wanted to have some fun whilst getting stronger in the process; as it was a win-win situation, and something I wanted to take full advantage of.

As if the orcs had shared a brotherly connection – because they did; after saying that, all the orcs got even much more furious and were enraged, even the ones that had soiled their underpants – if they had one, as I could see some orc feces slathered on the ground, just a little far away from me.

'This is going to hurt.' I thought to myself as I looked towards the ballista arrows, stones, clubs, and greatswords that were coming my way.

I knew very well that I could dodge them all, and pretty easily at that; but to give them a small glimmer of hope, I needed to get hurt at least once.

But, I didn't want to get hurt by some random orc; so, to boost the morale of the next leader figure ,so that it may boost the morale of the rest, I decided to get hurt by the orc that had talked to me.

The higher their morale, the harder they would fall, and the more they would despair.

I was getting a little excited just thinking about it, their stupid little faces when they had thought they were going to win only to find out how useless all their efforts were.

I even giggled a little in my mind.

"Aaa!" I was then bisected by the rabid orc; I had to move my body very precisely, as even a small mistake would mean death.

And if I WAS going die, I was taking everyone down with me!

The orcs were a little smarter this time; they were a little careful about my little stunt. As they had already been baited before.

And considering what I had done to that poor orc last time, some of the weak-minded orcs had even protected their nether regions as the loss of their brother was very hard for them; physically, mentally, and sexually.

But, sadly, or thankfully for the orcs, this was my genuine reaction as it really hurt that much.

That single hit had literally chopped off half of my remaining hp - even I was only "grazed" by it. And the force had even sent me flying backward.

It was really getting hard to remain conscious, but I had to. Since I needed to prepare for the next step of my "grand" plan which I had just thought up some moments ago.

Since, I couldn't get hit that much, I needed to make them think that I was getting cornered; so I had to move roughly and precisely at the same time – making sure I dodged all their attacks while only taking in some minor injuries.

I wanted to give them an illusion that I was getting weaker and weaker every minute, while in reality, the opposite was true.

And to make the illusion even more "real", I used the knowledge provided to me by my Sin skill to recreate a truly terrified face and voice.

I couldn't help but smile inside as I saw my plans coming to fruition.