Chapter: 42

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“Well, I guess that’s pretty damn cool. It still doesn’t make up for what just happened though” he pouted.

“I’ll try the second function”

[Shift]

Suddenly, the bones all merged and somehow compacted into a small ashy grey-coloured ring with a skull imprint. Jay was amazed at the impossibility of it as the ring then flew onto his finger – then he got a notification.

<[Necrotic Ring Function 2]> (Passive)

[Increased agility 5%]

“Wow amazing! I love it, it’s so cool!” He smiled as he decided to prolong his anti-necromancer crusade.. for now. “I guess a bone stockpile and summoning are the necromancer’s bread and butter. It sure beats hanging out in a cemetery or a mass grave all day long too – or even carrying around stinky bones. Ew.” Reasoned Jay as he looked as his ring. “I’d better hide you from that noble brat in case he wants to take you, my special ring, my… my precious” Jay devilishly grinned.

Noticing the rat’s burrow, he strolled over to it, hoping for some good loot “Surely you gotta have some good stuff – being the king and all.”

Checking the burrow, it was mostly decaying piles of junk.

Clearly, not many adventurers have been here for a long time.

Picking up an old battered shield from the muddy pit, he analysed it

[Decayed Shield]

“Wow, it has no stats? Absolute junk.” He tossed it aside, then noticed a book underneath.

It was a peculiar book, as it had no folds in it’s cover, no signs of ageing, neither was it blackened or wet like most things in the marsh – it was as if it had just been printed.

Looking at the cover, it was black with a golden ring, though the ring had a crack at the bottom of it.

Flipping over the cover, he found the book name

[Escape the Circles]

“Hmm, weird book name.” He said as he began to read.

After reading the first page, he found that all the other pages were black.

He received a notification

[Immortality Research 1%]

“What?! Immortality??” He re-read the first page again, hoping to gain more knowledge, yet nothing happened. The pages behind them were still blank.

“Hmm, perhaps I need to understand it and not merely just memorise it like a parrot”.

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