**Hey guys, I am currently on the road, vending at a Card Convention; thus, Today's chapter will be 1500 words, and only one will be posted. When I get back from the con, I promise I will get back on schedule...**
Flipping through the air, Lithlen found himself unable to stop his momentum as wave after wave of radiated gust slammed into his body, each blast snatching away over 10k HP.
Soaring through the Shadow Realm like a missile, Lithlen eventually slammed into the ground, well over 10 kilometers away, creating an insanely large crater with a diameter of around 600 meters.
Keeping a sharp and watchful eye on his Grandfather through [Mana Sight], Cynrik's eyes flicked to the insane words floating before him.
Cynrik had anticipated that the gains from killing Viktor would be good, but scrolling through the notifications popping up like fireflies in his vision one after another, caused his brain to freeze.