As for why he didn''t mind revealing and even selling that potionster on? naturally it was because they were going to spread it around anyway.


    The first dungeon has already appeared, and been cleared. Since there was a first there must be a second and the third.


    Which means that the health and stamina potions in his position were extremely rare right now. But not long after the value will drop since other people will be able to acquire them other dungeons.


    So basically, he was going to lose out if he kept them for too long. Of course, his n to sell the potions will take a certain amount of preparation and nning.


    After all these kinds of things can go wrong very quickly.


    Esdras, Celine and David made their journey back to the fortress, of course they were going the long way around.


    Even though it might be longer and harder through the forest it was the safest option.


    Halfway through, they had to stop to take a break and drink some water from a nearby stream. Everything went smoothly, and nothing untoward happened.


    They resumed their journey back when they passed by a strange stone carved on it was a human like face which attracted to their attention for a bit.


    He felt a sudden chill in the air and Esdras felt his hair stand on end abruptly, he was aquatinted with this feeling as ofte, it was approaching death.


    And yet it has never been quite this intense and sudden before.


    Esdras noticed that something was wrong when it was already toote, he didn''t see that there was a person in front of him not only that there was a hand on his chest. A gentle palm, fingers spread out.


    "[Bone explosion]"


    There was no time to resist or to think, he could only feel his ribs, exploding and breaking in such a brutal and nauseating manner.


    Several of his bones exploded outwards piercing through his torso leaving big and small holes. The damage to his internal organs I was even worse.


    "Esdras!"


    Vaguely, he could tell that Celine David were calling his name from the back. But he was in a momentary trance, for their voices and everything else faded to the background.


    The young man in front of him had dark ck hair, and steel in his ck eyes. He was clearly one of the warlocks.


    What shocked him the most was how he was able to get this close to him without him noticing. It was inconceivable, considering his enhanced senses and his battle experience.


    [Name: Pentar ]


    Rank: 2


    Race: Hybrid human


    ss: Blight warlock- Bone caster Lv. 4


    Title: Mask of decay


    -???


    -???


    He could only think that it was the effect of a spell or a magic item, there was little else that could exin it. But he didn''t have much time to think anyway.


    That man didn''t seem satisfied with the amount of damage that Esdras suffered.


    His hand transformed into one entirely made of bone, he could tell at a nce that it was not human bone. It was inscribed with small letters, and he couldn''t understand what they meant.


    The hand then stab through his body and whatever it touched whether it be his muscles, or whatever remains of his internal organs immediately decayed, and turned into a brown-green mush.


    The ridiculous turn off eventspletely, took him off guard, he only recovered from the young man looked at the shocked Celine and David.


    They were slightly further away from him as he was clearing the way in the front. Whatever was holding him in ce weakened and then with sheer will he broke out of it.


    The young man was about to pull his hand back, certain that he aplished his goal. However, he could not. looking down he saw that supposedly dead opponent holding his hand back.


    Gripping him with both hands, there was a violent breaking noise. The young man freaked out his arm was broken and just like that, the bones were crushed into small pieces that pierced his flesh.


    Esdras was not done, hemanded his ring, and it turned into a sword that stabbed right through the torso of the young man.


    But the young man was not about to take this lying down, he mumbled something, [Exoskeleton].


    Suddenly, after a sh of dark mana an exoskeleton simr to that of ants, covered his body and blocked the sword. The first time.


    For the second strike, Esdras put in all of his Vigor absolutely everything, everyst drop. The young man was slow to react due to the weight of the armor he was wearing.


    The sword broke through the defenses and stabbed through the flesh. Despite the great resistance. No wonder he was confident in it, it was insanely durable.


    "Aghaaaah!"


    The young man screamed as he backed away, his eyes bleeding tears of blood. But he was extremely quick in recognizing the situation and dispelling the armor to retreat.


    Obviously, he may not have been blown to bits, but there was still a fist-size hole in him.


    "Agh, you killed my seniors! I won''t forgive you!" Dering a such thing, man red at him with endless hatred, and jumped into the stream of water.


    It was only then that Celine and David arrived. It was not that they were slow but that confrontation was simply too quick.


    Esdras fell on his knees. He did not know what the deration was for since he was already going to die right now.


    He looked down at himself and smile bitterly. He did not have anything that could restore several internal organs and bones.


    It was certainly out of there capability of low level health potions.


    " god dammit! I''m going to get that bastard!" David, with his eyes, threatened with tears, and anger jumped after the warlock.


    Esdras wanted to tell him not to bother, but he couldn''t talk anymore. At some point you had fallen on his back, rather with remainder of it anyway.


    The decay spell simply too powerful.


    "No no no this can''t be happening. No no no no no this isn''t real, no no no no." Celine looked on in horror at this nightmarish scene, unable to ept what she was seeing.


    Esdras felt sorry he didn''t know what his death will do it to her mental state. He did not want to die either, but what could he do?


    What could he have done differently? It was too sudden.


    There was a part of him that expected it, that the divine shard would do something to save his life once again. Butst time the divine shard acted of its own ord, in special circumstances that he did not even understand.


    He took several risky actions, one choice after another, there was bound to be consequences. Sometimes life was like this. No warning, nost call, nost wish. No omens. No legends. Just death.


    As the life drained from him, and the feeling of death was even more certain in the back of his mind, he knew that nothing like that was going to happen.


    He messed up. He wasn''t strong enough. He wasn''t ruthless enough,he wasn''t smart enough, he wasn''t resourceful enough.


    And for that he had to die.