''MOTHER FUC*ER!...I CURSE YOU'' Carl screamed in fury, snatched the money card, and quickly got out of the tavern. He didn't want to see Hector's face for even one more second.
Hector just shrugged in amusement.
For the rest of the week, he continued clearing the green dungeon. Even though he couldn't reach five mana cores, it still gave him a lot of hope when he looked at the system screen afterward.
[Name]: Hector Jenkins
[Age]: 17
[Mana Core Color]: Green
[Count mana cores]:4–[1600/2000]
[Innate Stats]
Mana core potential: Green
Strength: D
Agility:D+
Vitality: D+
Charm: F-
Luck: G-
[Blessing]:[Divine Mimicry][Divine Transmutation][Aharok][Swordcraft of Infinite Evolution][Dance of Shadow][Ironhide Combat Art][Eyes of the Predator][ Faith of Justice][Mana Reversal Art][Physical Cleansing][Sexual Arts]
[Curse]: [Blasphemer's Burden] [The Destined Death of the Blasphemer][ Blood of predator][The Hands of the Killer Chef]
