A Veteran of Infinite Buffs - Chapter 110

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Chapter 110

“Good. I’ve confirmed the stat absorption.”
Still, I couldn’t let my guard down.
The matter of the Noble Beast absorbing additional corpses was a separate concern entirely.
Moreover, thanks to confirming this fact, I had new work to do here.
There were far too many other Noble Beasts in this place.
“Just to be safe, let me try one more.”
I extended my power toward another withered tree nearby.
As if offering a handshake.
“Will you come?”
Squeeee….
This time too, the reaction was unexpected.
The other Noble Beast merely wailed, simply accepting the golden power I offered.
“Is it because they’re separate entities that absorption doesn’t occur?”
If so, I needed to conduct another test.
By extending the Noble Beast dwelling in my left hand.
Squee! Squee!
“Oh?”
A different interaction occurred.
The Noble Beast in my left hand began absorbing the other Noble Beast before my eyes.
It felt less like fighting and more like becoming one.
Squee.
In the end, the other Noble Beast before me was absorbed into my left hand, where the original Noble Beast resided.

[Active Buffs]
[Noble Beast (Superior)]
[Strength +4 Agility +1 Wisdom +4]
[You can now use Halo.]
[Halo: Decomposes dead organisms and converts them into nutrients.]
[Duration: ?]

“Insane.”
This time, both Strength and Wisdom increased by 1.
A far better result than absorbing corpses alone.
Unlike other shamanic entities, the fact that it didn’t even show picky eating habits was encouraging.
Separate from corpse absorption, I’d learned that identical specimens merged into one and produced a synergistic effect.
Moreover, there were still plenty of ghost trees remaining.
All around me, in fact.
“Then I’ll have to collect them all.”
Squee! Squee!
The ghost tree’s weight class continued to rise.
The Withered Lands—it only appeared barren on the surface.
To me, it was no different from a land flowing with honey, a precious place beyond measure.
“Yes. You become one too. We are a legion.”
My level didn’t rise, yet every action here was no different from leveling up.
The ghost tree’s weight class rose endlessly, and the absorption speed grew faster with each passing moment.
And before long, the repetitive action surpassed 50 iterations.

[Active Buffs]
[Gal Ghost Tree (Legendary)]
[Strength +56 Agility +4 Wisdom +58]
[You can now use Hwan.]
[Hwan: Decomposes dead organisms and converts them into nutrients.]
[Duration: ?]

The ghost tree had evolved into a legendary existence called Gal Ghost Tree.
It carried a sensibility similar to Neung’s.
I felt I understood the mechanism of shamanism a little better.
What made me clench my fists even tighter here.
“This is insane. There still seem to be over 50 ghost trees remaining.”
My pace quickened of its own accord.
No Dungeon I’d ever explored could match this growth speed, making it all the more thrilling.
“Next! Next!”
Squee!
“Next!”
Squee!
Moreover, the absorption process had become remarkably streamlined.
The moment I extended my left hand and main force together, the ghost tree absorbed itself.

* * *

In the end, all the spectral essence was absorbed into my left hand.
The spectral essence’s stats were truly staggering.

[Active Buffs]
[Dread Spectral Essence (Mythic)]
[Strength +111 Agility +17 Wisdom +129]
[You can now use Hwan.]
[Hwan: Decomposes dead organisms and converts them into nutrients.]
[Duration: ?]

“Wow. This is absolutely insane.”
The spectral essence had ascended to Mythic rank.
Moreover, it had even transformed into something with the terrifying name of Dread Spectral Essence.
On top of that, there were Achievement bonuses as well.

[Magnificent Achievement!]
[You have reborn a shamanic entity into a mythic existence!]
[Strength increases by 5.]
[Agility increases by 5.]
[Vitality increases by 5.]
[Wisdom increases by 5.]
[Luck increases by 5.]

[Magnificent Achievement!]
[You have embodied a mythic existence within yourself!]
[Strength increases by 10.]
[Agility increases by 10.]
[Vitality increases by 10.]
[Wisdom increases by 10.]
[Luck increases by 10.]

The Achievement had raised all my stats by 15 points.
When I included the Guisoo’s inherent stats, the result surpassed gaining over 100 levels.
“There’s no way anyone else has achieved this, right?”
Moreover, this wasn’t even a bug-like exploit.
It was a fact proven by the clear existence of the Achievement.
Of course, I could see how it might be possible through Shaman gameplay as well, but since this also seemed to require the golden primary stat as a condition, I judged it to be an Achievement impossible to obtain through normal play.
“So mystical entities like this exist too.”
This place had now become difficult to call the Withered Lands.
The parched soil had transformed into something soft and supple.
The moment I recovered the Guisoo, it turned out to be a peculiar mystical entity that benefited nature.
“But it’s still vague, you know.”
Despite being a Mythic-grade mystical entity, the Guisoo’s unique ability remained just a single ring.
I couldn’t help but feel disappointed by this.
Perhaps it was because it wasn’t an aggressive mystical entity like Hogi’s manifestation.
Or maybe some kind of hidden mechanic was still lurking beneath the surface.
“Anyway, I got the stats. Delicious. Absolutely delicious.”
My updated status looked like this.

[Name: Kael]
[Class: Eternal Adventurer (Hidden) (1st Unlocked)]
[Level: 83]
[Unused Points: 13]
[Strength: 432 Agility: 332 Vitality: 327 Wisdom: 394 Luck: 195]
[Eternity: 39 Mana: 6 Primary Stat: 3]

My pure strength had broken through 400.
Moreover, there was something even more delightful—my main power hadn’t increased at all.
It was all thanks to Hwan.
This meant that Hwan operated independently from my main power absorbing a single corpse.
By this logic, Hwan was truly the greatest ability the Shaman possessed.
“To feel this satisfied without even eating—remarkable.”
In conclusion.
There was no reason to lament having only one Hwan.
This was rather a shameless attitude on my part.
I gathered the conscience I’d scattered across the ground and trudged back along the path leading to Loren Fortress.
“The sun will set soon, so you should hurry. Watch out for wolves.”
“Yes. Have a good day.”
I could definitely feel I was getting closer to the fortress now.
Judging by the appearance of Loren’s woodcutter offering medieval-tinged small talk.
After walking perhaps another hour.
In the distance, a massive fortress came into view.
The medieval-style fortress, something you could never see in South Korea, emanated such a magnificent atmosphere that merely sightseeing it felt worthwhile.
‘A woodcutter. So there’s a region with dense trees extensive enough to have a Logging Camp.’
When I unfolded the map, there was indeed an area marked as forest.
It was in the opposite direction from the Withered Lands.
‘Good. I’ll go right away.’
What I intended to do at Loren Fortress was the same as before—sow discord.
However, the nature of the discord was different.
I needed to make Loren’s side suspect Count Ponsen and create a confrontational stance.
‘If I’m going to cause trouble with wood…’
Conveniently, I had just acquired the Dread Shaman, a mythic-grade shamanic entity.
Its unique ability was limited to Hwan alone, but I knew the supplementary capabilities of this shamanic entity.
‘If I plant the Shaman, it would create an interesting picture?’
The Shaman withered all living creatures on the land completely.
Conversely, where the Shaman disappeared, vitality would take root once more.
‘Good. Let’s go with this.’
My thoughts were organized.
I arrived near the Logging Camp and could sense numerous presences there.
They clearly sensed that war was imminent and were securing an enormous amount of firewood.
‘First, I need to go where there are as few people as possible.’
The dense trees would block my view, so the only concern was noise.
Therefore, I moved to a location where no presence could be felt and the trees were densely packed.
“Dread Shaman. Your time has come again.”
When I spoke to the Dread Shaman, my main power flowed freely from my left hand, responding to my words.
It seemed we could communicate to some degree.
Then this works out even better.
I’ll be able to carry out far more intricate tasks.
“Come now. Wither everything in this vicinity for me.”
Squeeee!
As I extended my left hand, the Desiccation Wraith emerged alongside my vitality, and an overwhelming sense of exhaustion followed.
Over 100 points of strength had drained away in a single moment.
Since it would return once I reclaimed it, this hardly counted as a side effect.
Squeeee!
The Desiccation Wraith, now rooted in the heart of the forest, drove its withering tendrils deep into the earth.
Squeeeeee!
“Yes. Show me. Kill the trees quietly—make as little noise as possible.”
Squee.
The Desiccation Wraith’s cry abruptly diminished, as though it understood my words.
And then, silent death crept across the surroundings.
Shhhhhh.
Leaves crumbled to dust, stems withered, and the trunks began shrinking at an alarming rate.
Even as I marveled at the transformation unfolding around me, the tree trunks themselves had already begun their final desiccation.
Even the fallen leaves scattered across the ground commenced their decomposition.
At this scale, calling it a chemical bombardment would hardly be an exaggeration.
“…This much. Hah.”
Silent death.
Even my brief murmur felt deafeningly loud, so I cut myself short.
In the moment of my hesitation, everything was complete.
This place had become the Desiccation Wraith’s domain alone.
I approached it quietly and patted its trunk affectionately.
Unlike the skeletal trees that had withered away, the Desiccation Wraith radiated only plumpness and satisfaction.
It was a majesty befitting a mythical being, paired with an adorableness that contradicted it entirely.
“Alright. That’s enough. Come back now.”
Squee.
The Desiccation Wraith settled back into my left hand, and the desolate land began its restoration.
The result was exactly as I’d anticipated.
“Yes. This is it.”
The soil was moist and rich.
The Desiccation Wraith’s true power lay not in destruction, but in regeneration.
I could feel the soil quality had improved dramatically.
Since all the trees had long since vanished, this land had become a field guaranteed for abundant harvests.
This was the chaos I had orchestrated.
“After all, farming doesn’t happen overnight, and Count Ponsen will inevitably find himself in dire straits.”
Squee.
The Desiccation Wraith’s response felt all the more satisfying.
Now that the performance has been verified, Loren Fortress only needs to transform into the Loren Granary Region.
As long as the war didn’t extend into next year, it was an abundance that mattered little.
“Good. We’ll keep pushing forward with this momentum.”

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