[Ok Another Planet.]
Sunny sat on the battleship's wing, his gaze fixed on the system screen, its holographic glow illuminating his face. Below, Ellen sat, eyes closed in concentration, her body still as she stabilized her power. Twenty miles away, the giant, the python, and ten Mercenaries stood guard.
Sunny scrolled through the system's new notifications, starting with his new skills and titles.
{Wings of Judgment: Grants the master four wings, increasing speed by 100,000. Lasts as long as the master has spirit energy. God Rank.}
{Title: Grim Reaper: Gained by killing 1 billion life forms. Ability: Increases all Mercenaries' stats by 100,000.}
'This title. What if I don't have any Mercenaries?' he wondered, a wry smile on his lips.
{Ability will be locked.}
'Why don't you just say it would be useless?' he thought, a hint of playful sarcasm in his mind.
{"..."}
He navigated to his new armor. 'Show me the boosts this armor can give,' he commanded.
