Mutah glanced at Salem, clearly puzzled.
"Huh? Must not have been deep enough. Press it harder, MUTAH!!" Salem commanded, his tone firm.
Mutah then turned to Van, pressing the seal onto him once again with even more force. Yet, the seal dissipated immediately upon placement, just as before.
"...What the..!?" Salem uttered in disbelief, while Van maintained his stoic demeanor.
"Salem Dyke, was it..?" Van said with a deep sigh as he effortlessly pulled apart the chains binding him.
Both the orc and Salem stared in shock. Mika and Rika clung to their master as Van casually stood up, his body still covered with runes intended to seal his prime strength.
"Your appraiser died for nothing..." Van stated softly, his voice flat as he looked down.
"MUTAH!!! KILL HIM!!!!" Salem screamed at his orc servant.
In a frenzy, Mutah swung his iron staff. But before he could complete the movement, Van reached out and snapped his neck as if it were brittle twigs. In an instant, the orc fell to the ground, the slave mark still present onto his now lifeless body.
"I-IMPOSSIBLE..!!! H-HOW!!!? I SEALED YOU!!! EVEN WITH OVER 200 STRENGTH AND RESISTANCE, THERE WAS NO WAY YOU COULD HAVE BROKEN FREE FROM THAT AND RESISTED THE SLAVE MARK!!!!! WHAT ILLUSORY TRICK IS THIS...!!?" Salem shouted, collapsing to the ground as the two master assassins still embraced him.

Van looked down, his expression weary, defeated, and hollow.
"Misinformation. No more, no less. Your appraiser was just wrong about my stats, that's all," he reasoned, his steps measured as he slowly walked toward Salem.
"HE COULDN'T...!!! HE COULDN'T HAVE BEEN WRONG!!! HE SACRIFICED HIS LIFE ESSENCE TO MEASURE YOUR STATS!!! YOUR RESISTANCE PEAKED AT 999!!! I AM CERTAIN OF IT!!!" Salem continued, his voice trembling as he shivered.
"Yep... It definitely showed 999... I won't deny that one," Van replied, looming over Salem as the two looked up at him in disbelief.
"...But that's because 999 was all it could show." Van continued, a somber smile crossing his face.
Salem's face went pale as Van's figure suddenly seemed as tall and grand as the horizon, unreachable for mere mortals. Van brought up his status window, glancing at it briefly.
"Hmm... Those runes did take a lot of my stats though... If it weren't for them, my Resistance stat would have been well over 15,000..." He murmured, eyeing his stats:
VIG: 999 (+9521) [HYPER SEALED]
STR: 999 (+6252) [HYPER SEALED]
RES: 999 (+7876) [HYPER SEALED]
DEX: ... [HYPER SEALED]
MANA: ... [HYPER SEALED]
....
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Salem's jaw dropped as Van revealed the true extent of his stats. His grip on Mika and Rika loosened, and in his terror, he lost control, urine staining his robes uncontrollably.
'Even with these stats, Alicia killed me like it was nothing. So, they just kept rising every time I died at her hands... Honestly, I also expected the stats to peak at 999. But then they just... Didn't,' Van mused internally, reflecting on his continual resurrection and growth.
'And when I killed that dragon... The stats increased even more due to the huge leap in my level...'
'That makes sense, I guess.' He concluded calmly.
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Betrayed, I Met The Demon Lord
FantasyVan and his friend Magus had reincarnated in another world with magic. Tasked to kill the demon lord, they set forth. Van was granted very rough skills that made life for him in that world a living hell, yet he muscled through. Magus however, was be...
