[(Athlete) Level 8/10, Agility and movement speed greatly increased]
[What is this? Lingbo Weibu!]
[This agile posture is now an innate ability of yours!]
[Agility Sequence] Basic Attributes Level Lv8
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[(Top Athlete) Level 9/10, Agility and movement speed greatly increased]
[Only a Top Athlete can barely keep up with your pace, letting your rhythm challenge the nerves!]
[Agility Sequence] Basic Attributes Level Lv9
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[(Parkour Master) Level 10/10 (Max), Agility and movement speed greatly increased]
[From now on, no one in this world will be able to match your speed, trust me, this is not a joke]
[Agility Sequence] Basic Attributes Level Lv10
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"That's right, no one can match it!"
A light seemed to flash in Shawn's eyes as he subconsciously agreed with the system's evaluation of the max-level Agility attribute.
Standing still, he even felt like a balloon, about to float up from the ground.
This was the disparity caused by the immense change in his physical attributes.
This instant taste of power made Shawn feel irresistibly captivated.
The feeling of achieving the world's number one ability in an instant was even more exhilarating than what the Zealots experienced when taking drugs!
Because Shawn had paid the price, Shawn became powerful.
This positive feedback loop brought a thrill that Shawn couldn't pull himself away from.
Using the 'stalker suit', Shawn stood up and lightly jumped a few times in place.
His body, like the swaying grass in the breeze, felt as if he could drift away with the wind to any place he wished to go.
The maxed-out Agility attribute removed an invisible burden from Shawn.
To be frank, in all his years, Shawn had never felt better than he did today.
"As expected of a stat sequence that can only be unlocked at Lv40, this increase seems even greater than the Strength I unlocked initially!"
Shawn couldn't help but exclaim excitedly.
However, it was wrong to compare single attributes. As the overbearing Warden, Shawn naturally wanted to acquire all of them.
When extreme Strength and extreme Agility are combined, what kind of effect will they ultimately create?
Shawn flipped his hand, and the iron sledgehammer, which he hadn't used in a long time, appeared.
Stealth?
No!
This was the The Cult's sacred ground, so the Supporterss would definitely gather here in large numbers.
What Shawn was going to do tonight was not to sneak in, but to cause a massive disturbance.
But then again, 'unparalleled'... wasn't that also a form of stealthy infiltration?
"Ha--"
Shouldering the hammer, Shawn slowly retreated from the edge of the cliff, disappearing into the darkness.
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Coastal Resort Manor
Inside a spacious hall.
Elynn took off his outer priest's robe, revealing a butcher's apron underneath that showed signs of age.
Placing the 'black leather scripture' that he always kept close by, he looked at the few people behind him who were sprawled ungracefully on the exquisite, high-end sofa.
They were wearing the distinctive clothes of the Zealots, and on the coffee table in front of them were several tubes.
At this moment, they looked utterly content, their eyes narrowed and the corners of their mouths upturned, as if they had ascended to heaven.
"I told you heaven really exists, hahahaha--"
Hearing his Supporterss' words, Elynn, instead, revealed a smile.
"You won't be able to go to heaven if you're burned, my brethren."
As if hearing a trigger word, the few Supporterss couldn't help but shiver, their hazy minds involuntarily clearing up a bit.
They chuckled, "Of course, to 'go to heaven' you can't die. Only those lunatics would foolishly set themselves on fire."
Elynn made no comment, only instructing them.
"Don't forget what I told you to do. Go and keep an eye on him for me. Don't let him wander around recently."
"You're leaving here?"
The Supporters was a bit surprised, as if Elynn leaving the resort manor was a big deal.
"The believers always need to see the true The Cult Leader, don't they?"
Elynn smiled brightly.
If Shawn were to see this now, he would instantly discern the difference between the two Elynns, despite their almost identical appearances.
The Elynn at the Auction House, his smile was mixed with bitterness and unease, constantly worried about 'God's' reckoning.
Whereas this Elynn, he smiled heartily, subconsciously hiding his true emotions when he smiled, but that hint of pride and accomplishment couldn't be concealed no matter what.
Yes, Elynn was proud to be the The Cult Leader.
He was afraid of death, so he used another Elynn as a decoy, to spread the doctrine and stabilize his rule in his stead.
He himself hid in this resort manor, enjoying the endless stream of supplies sent to him, and incidentally, training those disobedient dogs.
Where could he have enjoyed such treatment before the apocalypse?
However, this ambitious The Cult Leader did not yet know that an uninvited guest had already openly walked into the resort manor.
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Shawn chose to walk directly through the main entrance, carrying his hammer.
But strangely, there wasn't even a night guard here. Shawn pushed the door open and walked in.
Shawn's footsteps were silent, but his strides were long. In three or five steps, he bypassed the main hall. Shawn tried to push open a side door.
The door opened with a 'click,' but when Shawn tried to push it further, it seemed to hit something, stopping with a dull thud.
Shawn looked up, surveying the entire room through the mirror inside.
He saw many people lying haphazardly in the room. Some were naked and intertwined, others were lying directly on the floor...
Shawn's appearance didn't seem to make them pause for a moment; they continued what they were doing.
But despite their varied postures, every person's face was clouded with a hint of daze and pleasure, some even couldn't help but narrow their eyes and chuckle.
"A bunch of drug addicts."
Shawn took a step back and closed the door again.
Then, with one hand on the doorknob, he exerted force, and instantly the doorframe let out a crisp 'rip' sound. Shawn tore off the entire door and casually tossed it aside in the main hall.
Looking at the room filled with a lewd atmosphere, Shawn dragged his hammer and walked in.
Inside the room, a carnival, exclusively for Shawn, was beginning!
Gradually, Shawn discovered an interesting phenomenon.
No matter what he did, these people wouldn't feel anything.
Even their current actions were all done subconsciously; their souls had already 'ascended to heaven,' and they themselves were completely unaware.
So Shawn simply let himself go completely.
He grabbed one of the active individuals, lifted him, and slammed him against the wall.
Shawn held back his strength, only killing this person, rather than directly smashing his head.
He slowly slid down the wall, leaving a long bloodstain on it.
Listening to the indistinct sounds coming from all directions, Shawn didn't even need to turn his head. He swung his sledgehammer with a backhand, and with a light bump, one person fell into the crowd, gradually breathing their last.
After doing this, Shawn didn't continue, but instead listened for a while, only to find that no one had come from outside even after a long time.
"Could it be that everyone is high tonight? Isn't this a perfect opportunity for me to act with the main gate wide open?"
A cruel smile hung on Shawn's face as he casually dealt with another person.
And just like that, the first person who was killed had already gotten up from the ground. Its spine made several viscous 'crack' sounds, its bones dislocated but not affecting its movements.
It stood up and suddenly opened its gaping maw, lunging to bite the person next to it!
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