【 Unique Skill: Sn of All 】

  【 Skill Effect: Grants the wielder a portion of the strength of any creature they sy; if the creature surreo the wielder, they gain this power without killing. The amount of pained varies depending ouation. 】

  Yverantheia slowly opened her eyes, greeted by the sight of scorched earth. The once lush vegetation was now o be seen, leaving only a rge and a small corpse behind.

  As she focused her vision, she noticed many small monsters cautiously hiding at the edge of the scorched area, blinking curiously as they observed the se.

  “...How careless of me to pass out like this.”

  The abyss was fraught with dangers, and losing sciousness in such a spicuous pce without any defense ractically a death sentence.

  Despite their seemingly cute, hesitant behavior, those monsters were true beasts. If they got serious, they could devour aire vilge without a trace.

  Yverantheia was still alive, likely because this pce was inally the territory of the giant serpents. Her battle with the 'demon' tiger had drastically altered the enviro and the magical energy in the area, deterring other monsters from approag recklessly.

  'Plop, plop!'

  A familiar sound came from beside Yverantheia.

  “What are you doing here?”

  It was a strange creature with a deep red body and about teacles. Yverantheia was quite familiar with it, as it had once saved her from the brink of death and had been following her ever since.

  'Hiss, hiss.'

  Apart from the strange creature, there was also a group of small snakes with slightly protruding bumps on their heads, resembling little lumps. On closer iion, they bore many simirities to the giant serpent lying dead nearby.

  “You’re from the same as that giant serpent?”

  Before the serpent died and transferred its remaining power to Yverantheia, it had indeed requested her to protect its kin. It seemed they had e here on their own.

  Yverantheia felt a sense of kinship with the little snakes, likely because the giant serpent had entrusted them to her. Without that, they might have devoured her in fusion after the battle, which would have been quite awkward.

  There might also be some residual aura of the giant serpent on her, providing the little snakes with a sense of familiarity.

  Yverantheia stood up, walked to the serpent's corpse, and pced her left hand on its head.

  “...Rest in peace.”

  Though she was no longer a saint and did not wish to be one, she still aowledged the giant serpent that had aided her and sacrificed itself for the tinuation of its species.

  For such beings, Yverantheia was willing to offer her prayers in her own way.

  “...Now, let’s check the situation.”

  Yverantheia carefully assessed her dition.

  “Fourth Level... and a skill...”

  Reag the Fourth Level meant she had begun to touch upon the realm of the soul. Skills, which resided within the souls of living beings, could generally only be used by those who had reached the Fourth Level.

  Unique skills were especially signifit among these abilities, as each living being possessed their own unique skill, differing in power and effect. This is why the transition from the Third to the Fourth Level marked a signifit power milestone.

  Moreover, the differen raw power between levels was also siderable.

  “‘Information.’”

  This ell eg to the world-enpassing ‘System.’ The ‘System’ was a colossal magical struct created by a certain witch, capable of presenting the strength of almost all living beings in the world as numerical values, though the witch had also hat it was ‘for referenly.’

  inally, Yverantheia hadn't learhe ‘Information’ spell due to the church's antagonism towards the witch. However, after reag the Fourth Level and mastering her unique skill, she acquired the spell from the 'demon' tiger.

  Upon using the spell, a translut blue panel appeared before Yverantheia.

  【 Name: Yverantheia 】【 Race: Human 】【 Css: None 】【 Mana: 390 】【 Strength: 310 】【 Stamina: 400 】【 Abilities: Sn of All, Pseudon Scales, Suppress Instinct 】【 Title: Former Saintess 】

  "'Pseudon Scales' and 'Suppress Instinct'... these must be from the serpent and the tiger," Yverantheia mused as she carefully examihe effects of these two skills, which aligned with the characteristics of the giant serpent and the demon tiger.

  She was familiar with 'Pseudon Scales,' having previously studied it. Now that she possessed the skill, its effects were signifitly enhanced.

  The effect of 'Suppress Instinct' was to exert pressure on nearby living beings, instilling fear and intimidation. The extent of this effect varied with the power difference. Wheheia first fell into the abyss and was chased by the demon tiger, she likely experiehis to some degree.

  Yveraurned her gaze to the nearby small monsters cautiously the situation and activated 'Suppress Instinct.'

  In an instant, all the monsters shuddered violently and then froze in pce, uo move.

  "This... is quite useful."

  "...Plop... plop..."

  "Hiss!"

  "Looks like I o better uand the range of this effect."

  Yverantheia gently calmed the small tentacled creature and the group of little shat had been affected by her aura. Then, she sloroached the monster.

  The monster began to tremble untrolbly, its animalistic appearance doing nothing to hide the sheer terror on its face. With each step Yveraook closer, its fear intensified.

  Yverantheia observed the mohen turned her gaze to the surrounding creatures. Without exception, they all exhibited reas simir to the mo her feet.

  "...Hmm?"

  Suddenly, Yverantheia felt a slight increase irength. It was a barely noticeable ge, akin to adding a single word to a diary, but it was undeniably there.

  "Could it be..."

  Yverantheia recalled the effect of her unique skill, 'Sn of All,' and focused on one particur aspect: "Submission."

  When a creature faced a crisis, whether it was simple fear or impendih, it often sought to plead for mercy. Just as the giant serpent had once pledged its submission to her after their battle, though she had refused at the time.

  These monsters, likely due to the pressure she exerted, seemed to be 'pleading' and exhibiting an iion to submit. This matched the activation dition of 'Sn of All,' allowio gain a portion of their strength.

  Yverantheia pted this newfound power, refleg on the name of her unique skill.

  "...Isn't this pointiowards my goal?"

  With a light chuckle, Yverantheia looked up at the sunless sky, raising her sole remaining hand.

  "I will domihis abyss... and theurn to the world above to make those bastards feel the depths of my wrath."