Grim Reaper in the Apocalypse: Reaping Immortals

Is it because they're 10-star?

Unfortunately, he wouldn't be able to ask anyone about it.

Atlan was a little bit disappointed to know that his bloodline wouldn't change until he had better Genus.

Until he was able to make the 2-star Pseudo Canzer genus into a 10-star rarity genus, it wouldn't be able to affect his bloodline for now. This also meant that he wouldn't be able to get a mutation from them.

Thankfully though, he was already satisfied with two 10-star genus making his bloodline into something completely unique.

The day continued with the usual and the god of luck must have been watching over Atlan because near the end of today's session, he was able to get another fragment!

[You have reaped the death of a simple creature: Pseudo Canzers] x77

[You have gained 1,155 experience]

[You have gained F class Mucus Spray LifeSkill fragment]

[You have two of the same fragments with the same class. Do you want to fuse them?]

[Upgrade Points required: 1000]

Atlan immediately used the points to fuse the two fragments, and it resulted in an equivalent D class fragment.

—Mage: (D) Mucus Spray

——— Consolidating the 3rd stage

———— 6 days : 01 hrs

———— 1x D class fragment

[You have an equivalent class fragment of LifeSkill. Do you want to fuse the two?]

[Upgrade Points required: 3000]

Atlan used the Upgrade Points in his Soul System to fuse the two LifeSkills until it resulted in a new and better class.

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He looked at his Soul System and was satisfied with what he saw.

[Atlan]

[Bloodline: Angelic Reaper of Souls]

[Genus]

—1x (2-star) Pseudo Canzer

—1x (3-star) Human

—1x (10-star) Grim Reaper

—1x (10-star) Angel

[Mutation]

— (10-star) Gluttonous Soul

— (10-star) Lightspeed Angel Wings

[LifeSkills]

Specialty: GLOBAL

—God: (SSS) Grim Reaper Physique

———1st stage Student Realm

————(1000 / 1000)

Specialty: Vanguard

—DPS: (SSS) Cherubic Retribution

——— Consolidating to 4th stage

———— 5 days : 23 hrs

—Mage: (C) Mucus Spray

——— Consolidating the 4th stage

———— 6 days : 01 hrs

———— 1x F class fragment

[Available Experience: 6,766.2]

[Upgrade Points: 993,000]

He went home that day and went to sleep. He preferred his life to be very monotonous because it gave him enough time to become stronger.

If he could stay in this place for a thousand years and only kill Pseudo Canzers, then he would be satisfied with that life.

He would be as patient as he could be and turn his Mage LifeSkill Mucus Spray into a very respectable S class power.

He also hoped that he would be fortunate again to gain another genus from the Pseudo Canzers and turn them into 10-star rated genuses. He was curious to know if it would change his bloodline just like the other two.

However, he had to go on his very first mission in the Remedium, which was due in a week. He only had 4 days left to get as strong as possible.

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The next day, Atlan walked out of his house with a little bit of a pep in his step. He was starting to get used to this kind of life.

He had a house and a bed he could sleep on, he had all the kinds of food that he could eat every day in the cafeteria, and he had friends who would help him and give him advice on everything.

He got familiar with the optimistic and happy faces of everyone he met on the streets.

However, when he walked towards the usually busy streets in the City Center, he noticed that fewer people were walking by than normal.

And when he reached the busiest street in the district, he couldn't see any sign of people anywhere he looked.

He saw a lot of unattended stalls with the grill still burning chicken skewers, he saw a jewelry store open with no guards, and he even saw half-eaten lunches on benches.

What happened?

Atlan continued walking the path toward the Savior HeadQuarters until he finally saw other people.

He saw them at the end of the street, all looking towards something in the front of the HeadQuarters itself. Hundreds if not thousands of people were squeezing themselves as they tried to go to the front of the crowd.

He walked faster, wanting to know what the commotion was all about.

When he finally reached the main road that led to the HeadQuarters, he was surprised to see that almost the whole City was packed closer to this scene.

The roads were filled with people. Mounts had nowhere to go. Barely anyone could move.

He walked closer and put himself at the very back of the crowd. He raised his feet to try and see above the tall heads in front of him, but he couldn't see past them.

With no other choice, Atlan pushed himself between the gaps.

He had to see what was happening.

With his enhanced strength, he was able to jostle his way further up the crowd. If his physique wasn't so sturdy, he would have been crushed by the sheer amount of people around him.

As he got closer, he was able to hear the jeering of the crowds.

And amongst those noises, he was able to hear a passionate plea within them.

"Please, please! Please listen to me!" The voice seemed to come from an old man. He was hoarse, yet he still tried to shout at the top of his lungs towards the crowd.

But no one was receptive to his words. They ridiculed him.

"Ha! Why would we listen to you? Your words don't mean anything."

"The lies you spout are worth less than the clothes you wear."

"My ear hurts from hearing all your bare-faced lies."

But despite the negative reaction from the crowd, the old man persisted in convincing them of his words.

Atlan finally pushed through the crowd close enough to finally see who this old man was.

The first thing he noticed was the man was balding, with white hair sparsely attached to his head in small patches. He didn't seem to wash it as it was filled with grime and oil, dirtying its original white color.

Surprisingly, the man still had a white beard on his jaws, but it was so long that it reached the bottom of his feet!

The old man wore tattered brown pants, with holes and stains all over the hems.

He didn't wear any shirt, and it showed how malnourished and decrepit he was.

His stomach was caved in, his ribcage showed in his torso, and his eyes and cheeks were so sunken that it almost showed the full shape of his skull.

I feel like I've seen him before…

The old man didn't stop his struggle to make the citizens of Genesis City heed his words.

"We should prepare… prepare… PREPARE! The Apocalypse…it's coming!...Death is Coming!"