Single Wish: Rise Of The Omniscient Paragon

456  455: Contemplation

After successfully killing Finley, Corey's gaze remained focused and sharp as he used his Paragon senses to observe Finley's sinful aura.

Unlike what a part of him somewhat expected, nothing special happened to Finley's sinful aura. He felt the sinful aura move toward his right arm and hand, and a few seconds later, his right arm became slightly itchy.

He ignored the itch and looked at his right palm. Strange dark crimson lines appeared and then joined together to form symbols that only Corey, those with the bloodline of sin, and those knowledgeable about sinners and blessed could read.

124.69

Corey's eyes glinted when he saw this.

'An increase of 34.68.'

Corey's luck stat on his status screen was 100.01. However, what his status screen showed was his overall amount of luck, not his individual karmic luck.

When he and Divine infiltrated the treasure vault of the Underworld Emporium, he took a necklace with a cross as the pendant. This necklace was a Blessed Item, and it increased his luck by 10.

His individual karmic luck after he entered the dimension of the Old Ones was 90.01, and now, it was 124.69.

'That means my overall luck stat is 134.70.'

Corey clenched his right hand, and then he glanced at Finley's corpse.

'Should I say… I expected more?'

Although Corey already knew that Finley's sinful aura was by no means large, he wanted more. He knew that he was greedy, but whenever he recalled just how much karmic luck was needed to influence where he would arrive in the shattered dimension, he knew that an increase of 34.68 was not enough at all.

'If I want to increase my karmic luck, I know of three ways. I can choose to look for Blessed Items, but this cannot work because there's a limit to how much Blessed Items can increase my karmic luck.'

'Another option is for me to find more sinners, kill them, and obtain their sinful aura. But I cannot depend on this method for a monumental increase. How many sinners have I encountered ever since I became a Paragon?'

'Although I'm in the Underworld where a lot of heinous acts and atrocities happen as frequently as the sun comes up, I have not encountered another sinner… or maybe I have, but I failed to notice it?'

Corey furrowed his brows slightly,

'Did I subconsciously ignore those who had sinful auras because I subconsciously felt like I had more than enough luck? Or was it because this was my first time experiencing the usefulness of having so much luck?'

A pondering glint flashed in Corey's eyes, but a few seconds later, he decided to push it to one of his stars of consciousness.

'Regardless… the last option I have is also the most dangerous option…' Corey's eyes flashed, and he frowned deeply.

'... I can choose to undergo a tribulation of hell when I'm about to advance to Tier 3. If I'm able to survive and pass through the tribulation, I'm certain that I'll get more karmic luck and maybe even more rewards depending on how well I pass the tribulation.'

Although Corey knew, he knew that this thought was an extremely stupid and foolish thought to even think of having, his desire for power, his stars of consciousness, and the sudden realization of the benefits of having a lot of karmic luck made such a thought to be brought to life by his main consciousness.

As Corey recalled the benefits he gained from his first tribulation of hell, a part of him could not help but think of the possible benefits he could obtain from the second tribulation of hell.

The main reward he obtained from his first tribulation of hell was the evolution of his soul to a Cosmic Soul.

Although he knew that he had not yet unearthed the full benefits of having a Cosmic Soul because he was too weak, the evolution of his Library of Records to the Perceptual Nexus Repository was more than enough for him.

After an intense internal struggle, Corey exhaled deeply, and then he glanced at his Genesis Armament.

'I'll make my decision when the time comes.'

Corey knew that his decision would be considered stupid by many people, but he didn't want to run away from the Tribulations of Hell just because of how dangerous they were.

Who knew if he would be able to find something that would help him in his second tribulation of hell just like how the forbidden skill he learned, Cognitum Erasure, helped him greatly in his first tribulation of hell.

'Yeah, let's take it one step at a time.'

Corey looked at the sky above, and his gaze reflected the blue sky that had no sun, star, or moon as a source of light.

'Once again, where is the source of light of this shattered dimension?'

Just as Corey had this thought, he felt the space behind him getting disturbed, and he turned with slightly furrowed brows.

A second after he turned, his eyes reflected the image of the Dreadkeeper appearing a few meters away from him.

The Dreadkeeper gazed at Corey's face, and then he glanced at the massive axe in his left hand.

When Corey saw this, he raised a brow slightly, 'So he was watching… I guess I should not be surprised.'

Just as Corey had this thought, the Dreadkeeper spoke.

"We need to talk."

Corey raised his brows, "About?"

The Dreadkeeper glanced at Corey's face before shifting his gaze toward his Genesis Armament, and with a glint in his eyes, he pointed at the massive axe.

"That."

Corey could not help but chuckle when he heard the Dreadkeeper's words. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"I guess you don't plan on beating around the bush."

A light smile appeared on Corey's lips, and then he rested on his massive axe.

"Alright, so what about my axe? What do you want to say about it?"

The Dreadkeeper remained silent, and then he stared at Corey for a few seconds before speaking.

"I want to buy it."

The instant the Dreadkeeper said these words, a chuckle resounded around them and they both turned toward the source of the chuckle.

"Is that so?"

With a light smile, Pamela jumped off the dead tree she sat on and approached the Dreadkeeper and Corey.

With the same smile on her lips, she stood in front of the Dreadkeeper, shortening the distance between her and the Dreadkeeper to barely more than an inch.

She looked up and gazed into the Dreadkeeper's eyes, and her smile widened slightly.

"You must be a fool right?"