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Killing God who can't grow up?

Sam transmigrated into an 8 year olds body with the 'Killer system' everything was going great until... {Ding} [Congratulations to the host for drawing the talent: 'Age-defying lord' How can the almighty lord be held down by something like age, with this talent you will never age!] So Sam had to lead his summoned subordinates while never appearing. After all who would believe a 8 year old could kill this many people? Note: The cover isn't mine, if the owner wishes I can remove it.

DarkWatcher7003 · ファンタジー
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New Clone Technique

'System show how many Killing points i have'

{Ding}

[Killing Points: 370000]

''Hahaha'' Sam couldn't help but burst out in laughter. These points are enough for him to rank up twice or get another clone cultivation technique! (After rank 10 the exp doubles each time he needs to upgrade)

'System upgrade my cultivation base once'

{Ding}

Sam immediately felt an amazing power flooding into his body. The gap between Rank 10 and 11 might seem small but it is actually a huge chasm between the two. The constant flow of power lasted for ten minutes before finally subsiding.

[Congratulation to the host for reaching Rank 11 Warrior]

Sam felt inflated from all the influx of power, he felt as if he could destroy a mountain in a single punch.

'System show me my stats'

{Ding}

[ Host: Sam Bleakfield

Age: 8

Cultivation Rank: 11 (Warrior), Rank 10 (Magician)

Magician: 0/200,000

Warrior Exp: 0/200,000

Strength: 2000

Speed: 2060

Intelligence: 4000

Spirit: 4800

Magic: 2000

Charm: 600

Killing Points- 270000

Cultivation Technique: Mad Slaughterer Mental Technique: Basic Elemental Manipulation

Talent: Leaders Charm, Leaders Dignity, Age-Defying Lord, Duplication

Skills: Basic Swordsmanship, Basic Archery, Basic Knife skills

Spells: Fireball, WaterBall, Tornado, Wild gust]

Sam was amazed to see his stats completely double, even the stats that gained bonuses from him being a Magician doubled. This made him perfectly see the potential of being a warrior and a magician at the same time.

Looking at the remaining Killing points Sam decided to get another random Clone cultivation technique.

'System draw one random Clone technique'

{Ding}

[Congratulations to the host for receiving the Clone technique 'Soul Summoner']

[Soul Summoner: Allows the Magician to claim the souls of the dead and use them as subordinates. No limit to how long the souls can last, can be stored as tattoos on the magician's skin. The longer the target was dead and the stronger it was, the lower chance of summoning.]

''This is amazing. Now i can completely send my clones out and they can form their own armies''

'System immediately form a clone using the 'Soul Summoner' cultivation technique'

{Ding}

Surprisingly this time the intense pain was closer to his abdomen rather than his heart. But it was the same situation, one of his cells continuously expanded, but this time it didn't stop at the size of a room, rather continued to rise until it reached the same size of the courtyard Sam had just bought.

It turns out it was this large due to the bonus brought by the clone being a magician. In the future this would allow Sam to accommodate more energy when he takes the clone back into his body to use its power.

In front of Sam a child began to form again but this time it looked different to his original body. It had pitch black hair with pale almost see through skin, with piercing black eyes that could literally look into your soul.

'System rank it up to Rank 10'

{Ding}

Immediately the child began to rise in size until it reached 1m7 with a black robe with mysterious tattoos lining it, and a handsome but extremely pale face.

'System, what size will the future tattoos be?'

[The tattoo size will increase with the strength of the soul.However the host doesn't have to worry, when the clone is withdrawn and host wishes to use the power he will not get tattoos]

'Phew' Sam really had to give a sigh of relief, he didn't want to have tattoos just to use this ability.

Sam ordered the clone to cover itself with its mask and cloak, this time the mask of the clone had some mysterious tattoos of various shapes and creatures which will eventually change to represent the summons that the clone has available.

Sam immediately decided on getting more summon opportunities. He has never considered himself a good person rather a ruthless psychotic person.

He is willing to do anything required to get even slightly stronger. And this soul summoner is one of the methods, together with the large amount of summoning chances he can claim. Sam would rather have a solid foundation in the city before challenging anyone that could threaten him.

He decided to send the magician clone out to hunt down some Ranked warriors in the poorer area of the city. While they p

marily contain injured or even disabled warriors they are warriors nonetheless. Perfect for Sam to gain some summons.

The magician walked out of the dilapidated courtyard and headed towards the first target, it was an old man above one hundred years old. He used to be a sturdy warrior but was unable to finally break through to Rank 4 so he stayed at Rank 3 for the rest of his life.

The clone slowly walked up onto the warrior's smaller house, and used a small concealment spell to cover any noise he might make.

While the Soul Summoner is weak in close combat it is a Rank 10 magician after all. It's easy to hide from a Rank 3 warrior.

The clone walked into the warriors bedroom and looked down condescendingly before chanting a small spell heading straight towards the warriors heart.

The warrior's eyes snapped open but it was too late. The spiritual power flew and embedded itself straight into the warrior's heart ending his life instantly.

Ignoring the system prompt Sam focused on the next spell, Soul summoning.

The clone slowly chanted under its breath before reaching out its hand towards the warrior's head. A small human body was slowly pulled out of the forehead.

The soul of the warrior condensed into a small lifelike human body tattoo about the size of a penny before floating and placing itself on the clone's chest.