Chapter 327

''Did this old fart attempt to break into Rank 4 before his death?''

Samuel perceived the aura and sighed. It was a last ditch attempt. Not only did the old man live at least four and a half thousand years, his body was riddled with injuries from his days as a mercenary.

Not to mention whether or not the old man could've broken through when he was young, he stood zero chance now! Unless there was an incredible chance that came his way.

And clearly, there wasn't.

''Lets go.''

Samuel sighed and walked out. He arrived at a large living room, a giant fireplace held a small picture frame.

Samuel looked at it and saw a dozen bulky men standing around the overturned corpse of a giant wolf.

His hand reached out to grab it, and with a click the entire fireplace began to move!

''Sneaky''

Samuel murmured under his breath as he walked down the steps.

Below there was a small case containing four books and a small Space ring.

[Ding]

[Detected a Warrior Skill, do you want to add it to the System Gallery?]

[Detected a Warrior Skill, do you want to add it to the System Gallery?]

[Detected a Warrior Skill, do you want to add it to the System Gallery?]

''Do it.''

Samuel nodded relatively calmly. Having run the Lanford family for close to two centuries now, his attitude was slowly turning from an immature teenager to a calm and composed man.

However, partying and a free lifestyle slightly got in the way of that. But it is only a matter of time.

It is like a stone being ground into a diamond.

Of course this is also with samuels own willingness. If he really put his head down and focused he could get a personality like the domineering old men you see in movies. But why would he want that?

His body is still young, and he can afford to relax. At least he is young in the eyes of warriors here!

Although he is far from the comparable to those geniuses, Samuel is confident that his physique would eventually match those Peerless Physiques!

After all, the influence of a billion cells being filled with clones is far from small!

But that was far off. However Samuel has the equivalent of 12 Rank 2 or Rank 3 Warrior stores of energy! And they aren't ordinary stores either.

They have the bloodline of different beasts and some even have Spiritual Stores comparable to Lower-Level Physiques!

Especially Serpentine Samuel, the most talented clone that Samuel has when it comes to physiques.

[Ding]

A system prompt appeared, awaking Samuel from his thoughts.

[Rank 2 Warrior Skill 'Crippling Finger' : Condense an aura of decay on your finger causing your enemy to slowly decay from the inside.]

[Rank 3 Warrior Skill 'Flaming Step': Condense hot flames on the soles of your feet and blast forward at an incredible speed. Up to 5x your original speed.]

[Rank 3 Warrior Skill 'Crystallised Skin': Use Spiritual Energy to condense crystals across your skin. The level of defence determined by the energy poured in.]

''Two Rank 3 Warrior Skills??''

Samuels eyes widened in surprise. This is an incredible haul!

And they are very useful ones. Although the only attack method was a Rank 2 Warrior skill, a defensive skill and an agility boosting skill is already enough to bring his strength to another level.

Samuel also found that as long as enough energy is supplied these two states can be maintained forever.

And if Samuel had one thing he doesn't need to worry about, its Spiritual Energy. He could easily maintain the skills for a couple of days of intense fighting.

As for the Rank 2 Skill, if it can be learnt by his legions and even by himself it would further increase the diversity of attacking.

For most people learning skills is a hard choice. Because they take a while to perfect, and people would rather focus on practising.

But Samuel has no need for that. His Dogs of War practise for him and his lifespan has reached an astronomical degree based on his special talents.

Unfortunately Rank 3 Warrior Skill takes no less than a decade to learn!

''What's in here?''

Samuel placed the ring on his finger, now covering his hand with four Space Rings.

His spiritual consciousness poured in and Samuel was expecting something incredible. But he was quickly disappointed.

It was basically empty! The only thing inside was a small stack of drained spiritual crystals.

''Bah poor old man.''

Samuel spat slightly disgustedly.

But it is to be expected. This man used all his savings to open two strong organisations, it isn't surprising that he was bankrupt.

This is definitely a win in the end.

What followed was relatively simple. Samuel dispatched the IronBlood Legion to wipe out any survivors on the Plane.

All the savings of the warriors were collected leaving Samuel with a surprising 50 more Low-Level Artifacts and two Middle Level Artifacts!

Unfortunately they were old and antique Artifacts and they are worn out. But their combat power is still better than Pseudo-Artifacts so Samuel distributed them to the key children in this battle.

In the old Heads basement within the HiveTriad Plane, Samuel was floating above a giant cauldron. In his hand was the skinny body of the old HiveTriad Head.

Samuel winced in pain as a slither of his soul was separated before he passed it into the swirling liquid below him.

He reached out and dropped the body within the cauldron and began to pour energy within.

Slowly but surely an almost identical figure to Samuel appeared. This time it was created with a Human Bloodline so there wouldn't be many changes from his original appearance.