Damn, I Awakened With A Horror System!

Chapter 181 The Thief...

Laughing in a deranged manner, Leo unhurriedly curved his pale lips, opening his palms as dozens of items (mostly knuckles) suddenly materialised around him- falling similar to weightless leaves, unhurriedly entering the thick grey fog beneath before vanishing within his vision in a blink of an eye.

"Telekinesis...'

Beholding this, Leo's smile further widens as a maniacal desire abruptly reflected within his grey irises, unfolding his deepest desire that he wanted to bury within him but only for it to surface again due to the instability in his consciousness that appears in the middle of his breakthrough.

The pain, horror, uncertainty, hatred, and despair that he experienced earlier trigger the deepest horror, hiding within the depths of his consciousness that he wanted to forget... Causing his mind to suddenly enter a half-crazed condition!

Making him want to vent his negative emotions toward his surroundings, wanting to bring horror, despair, and pain toward the beings around him!

"Kekeke~'

(It only appears now due to the small damage he took mentally!

Due to his connection toward the doll beneath, the mental piercing it took unconsciously affected his mentality! Making his seemingly stable mind to instantly crumble!)

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Swish!

Boom!

Seemingly sensing an intense feeling of dread that originated from the above, Carlos, the middle-aged man who has a class job as a "Thief" suddenly ducked toward the bland ground, perfectly evading the fast-approaching unknown object above him as it heavily slammed toward the concrete tomb nearby.

Bang!

Pulverizing it into a powder, causing some of its debris to heavily hit his physique as small fine wounds appeared within his body... Oozing with a trickle of blood before falling toward the ground beneath.

"This... Who!?"

He thought in slight fear as his constricted brown eyes hurriedly and instinctively scanned his surroundings... only for him to see the tranquil fog beyond as if the thing that just occurred earlier was simply a product of his imagination.

Taking out the dagger hidden within his being, reflecting a dangerous glint as it leaves a faint mark on the ruined environment- a testament to its unprecedented sharpness... The man gazed toward the surroundings vigilantly.

...

Swish!

Soon, in an instant, a bronze metallic gleam suddenly entered the corner of his senses, causing him to frown before evading with great precision and agility...

"Huff~ Steal!'

Seeing that the item finally passed his figure, the middle-aged man hurriedly pointed his left palm toward it, squinting his eyes as he hurriedly mumbled under his breath, instantly causing his palm to release an indescribable attraction as the item in the far distance noticeably slowed down!

Beholding this, the middle-aged man revealed a light grin on his face, hiding it in the next second as he began to feed a hundredth of his Qi toward his skill, causing the attraction to increase further as the item within the atmosphere began to twist its body frantically- seemingly wanting to escape the imperceptible hand holding its metallic body but only in vain!

Making its attempt to escape from his grasp slowly become futile, causing its movement to quieten down before unhurriedly making it fly toward his direction... Making his emotions fluctuate as the excitement within his being could no longer be contained...

Swish!

However, before the item completely entered his reach, the fog behind him suddenly churned, giving him a dangerous sensation as another metallic bronze gleam emitted within... Exiting the thick fog before hitting his back in a matter of milliseconds.

Crack, Crack!

-10 health!

In an instant, the sound of cracking bones resounded within his consciousness, making his expression change as a trickle of blood flowed toward the corner of his lips.

Hurriedly shifting his gaze toward his back, the man couldn't help but loudly curse within his mind, discerning that the thing that just hit his physique again entered within the depths of the fog... Not even allowing him to see its corner!

"F*ck, don't even let me capture you!'

Gritting his teeth, the middle aged man viciously ignored the damage he took, increasing the Qi he fed toward the skill, making the attraction increase by folds as he hurriedly grabbed it!

Ding!

[ Congratulations upon successfully stealing an Uncommon item, the "Bronzes Knuckle"! ]

Seeing this, the middle-aged man revealed a ferocious look on his face, wounding his thumb without hesitation before splashing it toward the surface of the bronze knuckle within his grasp, dyeing it with thick crimson blood before mumbling with a devious grin...

In addition to the blood on his face, it further increases the savage aura he was subconsciously releasing!

"Maniacal Steal...'

He thought in an enraged tone, using one of the main abilities of the Thief (Rare) class as the crimson blood within the knuckle visibly boiled, releasing a disgusting smell that wafted toward the environment before evaporating slowly within his senses...

Making his smile widen as his strength would surely increase by the amount for 2 hours.

Ding!

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[ Congratulations upon stealing the "Decay Aura (passive)" skill from the previous owner of the item!

Note: The stolen skill could only be used for 2 hours (couldn't be cancelled) before it forcefully goes back to its previous owner...]

Ding!

[ Decayed Aura: Decreased the Vitality of beings around the host for an amount every second, causing them to enter the state of sickness, withering, weakening, and decreasing lifeforce! It also reduces the healing speed of the being in the surroundings of the host!

Activation: Passive!

Note: Due to its uncontrollable strength, it often affects one's physique with an unceasing amount of Decayed aura! ]

F*ck, I'm dead...

Cough, Cough!

In an instant, upon seeing this, Carlos's throat suddenly became itchy, to the point of unbearable as he began to cough violently, making him sense a burning sensation within his chest... Furthermore, his skin slowly becomes dry, seemingly withering as he could sense the blood within his vessel slow down...

"Cancel the skill, how could I cancel the skill!?'

He thought, beholding the bland grasses in the surroundings began to wither one by one, followed by the soil beneath him cracking due to the lack of nutrients...

However, unfortunately, the ability of his couldn't be cancelled upon activation... He could only wait till the time limit of the "Maniacal Steal" skill entered zero before the skill went back to its previous owner... Deactivating in the process naturally.

"Who would own such a skill? Do the owner of this skill want to die!?

"Maybe he was suicidal by nature!?'

Ding!

-3 health!

-5 health!

Seeing his decreasing health, the middle aged man couldn't help but reveal dense despair on his face, feeling deep chills and horror as desperation began to sprout within his being...

Anxiously gazing toward the thick grey fog that shrouded the place, not allowing him to sense any further by a meter... As if the being was deliberately locking them within the place...

The man couldn't help but clench his fist, opening his character panel before taking out healing potions within his inventory that he had saved with difficulty.

Gritting his teeth, he abandons the wavering sensation within him as he hurriedly gulps the potions, slightly easing the dryness of his throat as his decreasing health slows down.

However, even though that was the case, it only prolonged his agony by another 30 minutes... Still not enough for him to pass and survive the 2 hours mark.

"This skill is simply a curse! This was the epitome of madness!

"I... I could only last for more than one hour, I needed to find others for help...'

He desperately thought before rushing toward the depths of the fog, not caring about the direction he took since the only thought that was running through his mind was to survive!

Survive his current predicament and escape this damn place! This damn forsaken place!

"I shouldn't get blinded by money...'

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Hmm?

Ding!

[ Your skill "Decayed aura" was stolen for 2 hours... Making you unable to use the skill for two hours... until the skill was returned...]

"Keke~ It could actually be stolen? Moreover, how unlucky he was to manage to steal that skill?'

Seeing the soul of the middle-aged man begin to be consumed by dark energy, causing it to slowly darken in the process- a testament to his inevitable death. Leo smiled wickedly, squinting his eyes akin to a crescent moon as a dark glint momentarily illuminated within.

Unhurriedly retracted the items that were floating around the man, not wanting to finish the man off easily- wanting to slowly watch his desperation and agony, wanting to smell the fragrance of his dense fear and despair... Wanting to see what would he do in the face of inevitable death.

"Keke~ The sight, it's much more interesting than I expected...

"I didn't expect that watching a being slowly succumbed to the pit of unending despair was... Extremely exciting and fulfilling...'

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Ding!

[ Maniacal Steal (Rare +2) (Unique skill for Thief): Sacrifice one's flesh and blood toward the item you have stolen, allowing you to steal one of its owner skills for a period of time... Upon activation, it couldn't be cancelled.

Activation: Flesh or Blood and Item you stolen...

Effect: Momentarily steal a skill or two for two hours (It could even steal skills from class job...). ]

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