Ten days had gone by since Stark earned the [Slayer I] status effect.
Ten long days of the same routine: wandering the same hunting grounds, slaying anything that moved, and absorbing every reward he could get his hands on.
He hadn't moved an inch away from his spot near [Shell City].
The [Tower of Divinity] event was almost here.
The event that would last through the entire final week before the [First Calamity] struck.
If Stark wanted to survive that and have any advantage afterward, he needed more than raw levels, he needed Lives.
He needed them to be able to extract his skills.
Mythical-rank skills weren't cheap.
Each one cost 2,500 Lives to bring into the real world.
Mounts like the [Ghost Wolf] were too expensive to even consider for now.
But skills? Skills were eternal.
With them, he'd be strong both in [Eternal Soul] and outside it.
His target was clear: at least 10,000 Lives.
Enough for three, maybe four mythical-rank extractions.
