NOVEL WEB Chapter 131: This is a vault…?
The knight's body trembled slightly, the glowing vines around him pulsing faintly. His voice softened, his strength clearly fading.
"This is where we part ways, Arthur," he said quietly. "The rest is up to you now. Go to the vault. Take what you need. And… don't fail."
Arthur nodded grimly. "I won't." Experience tales at empire
The knight gave one last, faint smile before his glowing form began to dissolve. The vines holding him unraveled, falling limp, their light fading as the chamber dimmed.
Arthur took a step back, watching as the knight's soul remnant disintegrated into shimmering particles, scattering into the air like dying embers.
The room fell silent, the oppressive energy dissipating. Then, slowly, the ground beneath Arthur's feet rumbled softly. A faint glow appeared at the far end of the chamber, illuminating a path leading deeper into the tree.
Arthur exhaled, gripping Chaos tightly. He didn't waste a moment. Turning toward the path, he strode forward.
Arthur stepped into the hidden chamber, expecting a modest stash of supplies—perhaps some old relics or a few forgotten weapons. Instead, his jaw dropped, his eyes widening in disbelief.
"This… this isn't a vault," he muttered, blinking rapidly as his gaze swept across the room. "This is a bank!"
Hills of gold, silver, and bronze coins glittered under the soft green glow of the chamber. The sheer scale of the wealth in front of him was enough to make anyone faint. Arthur stared, his mouth going dry before he swallowed hard.
"Hundreds of millions," he murmured, his voice barely audible. "This… this is insane."
His hands twitched, and for a moment, Arthur could feel himself drooling at the thought of what all this wealth meant. In the real world, this was a fortune that could buy empires. In this game? It made him untouchable. Overnight, he wasn't just rich—he was obscenely, ridiculously wealthy.
"The knight was loaded," Arthur muttered, almost laughing at the absurdity of it. "Incredibly loaded. And the way he didn't even mention it—he really didn't care about money at all, did he?"
He shook his head, snapping himself out of the daze. The coins were impressive, but they weren't the only thing in this chamber. Arthur's sharp eyes scanned further, and his breath hitched again.
Piles of items, gear, and weapons were scattered around the room, stacked in a chaotic but dazzling array. Rare items. Very rare items. And even a few epic items, their faint glow standing out among the rest.
Arthur's legs almost gave out. "This… this is too much."
He moved through the room, inspecting the treasures carefully. Every corner of the vault seemed to hold something valuable, and as he pieced it all together, Arthur realized just how absurdly lucky he was.
"I'm set for life," he muttered, his lips curling into a faint grin. "I could just sit back and live off this for the rest of the game."
But then his grin faded, replaced by a steely resolve. "No."
The image of Charlotte flashed in his mind—her fragile frame, her quiet strength as she lay in that hospital bed. This wasn't about luxury or comfort. This was about her. Finding a cure. Saving her.
Arthur clenched his fists, his voice low but firm. "I can't waste time."
He immediately began storing the items in his inventory, his sharp eyes picking through the piles for anything that stood out. Most were useful—armor, weapons, potions—but three items caught his attention above all else.
[Robe of Darkness (Epic)]
Description: A robe woven with enchanted threads of pure darkness. Increases the damage of all darkness-based skills by 15% and reduces incoming damage by 15%.
Special Skill: Shadow Cloak – Grants the wearer the ability to turn invisible for 5 minutes. Cooldown: 1 day.
Arthur held the robe up, its fabric shifting as if alive, absorbing the light around it. He smirked. "A perfect match for me."
[Mana Earring (Epic)]
Description: An earring imbued with ancient magical energy. Increases the wearer's intelligence stat by 15%.
Arthur turned the small, unassuming earring over in his hand, the faint glow of its enchantment catching his eye. "Not flashy, but definitely effective," he muttered, immediately slipping it into his inventory.
The third item made Arthur pause. His sharp eyes narrowed as he picked it up—a small, crystalline orb that pulsed faintly with energy.
[Spirit Core (Very Rare)]
Description: A core filled with concentrated spiritual energy.
Arthur's heart raced. This wasn't a powerful
Attackjng item but—it was the missing piece he needed for Sylvaris.
He opened Sylvaris's evolution path, the details glowing faintly in front of him:
> Abyssal Devourer
Focus: Offensive combat specialization. Gains increased size and venom potency, capable of devouring entire foes.
Requirements:
• Kill 100 Serpents (1/100)
• Devour 100 Serpents (0/100)
• A Spirit Core (1/1)
The box next to "Spirit Core" lit up, marking it as complete.
Arthur grinned. "Perfect. That's one step done."
He continued gathering items, his inventory quickly filling with gear, potions, and weapons of varying rarity. But even with all the treasure at his fingertips, those three items stood out the most. They were tools, not just for survival, but for dominance.
As he finished, Arthur stood in the center of the room, surrounded by what was left of the knight's legacy. His sharp eyes flicked over the chamber one last time, his mind already racing with plans.
"I'm the richest player in the game," he muttered with a smile.
Arthur glanced at the coins section in his status window, and his grin stretched wider than it had in days.
Before entering the vault, his wealth was good at best:
[Coins:] Gold: 160 | Silver: 63 | Bronze: 53
Not bad, but nothing that would turn heads.
But after looting every single coin—whether it was gold, silver, or bronze—his wealth had skyrocketed into another dimension.
His new balance made his heart race:
[Coins:] Gold: 88,832 | Silver: 25 | Bronze: 76
Arthur's eyes lit up as he watched the numbers change. The silver and bronze coins automatically converted into gold in his system. It was better than keeping track of every small bit.
He had a whopping 88,832 gold coins.
Arthur let out a low whistle, shaking his head in disbelief. "Nearly ninety thousand gold coins… this is insane." He scratched the back of his neck, his lips curling into a smirk. "I was ecstatic when I hit a hundred gold coins not too long ago. Thought I was doing amazing. But this? This is something else."
His mind raced, the sheer scale of the wealth making it difficult to process. Gold coins in the game were valued at $10,000 each. That meant he was sitting on a fortune worth $880,832,000.
"I'm… almost a billionaire," Arthur muttered, the realization hitting him like a truck. His gaze swept over the now empty room. If he sold everything he'd just acquired, he'd easily cross into billionaire territory.
But he wasn't stupid.
Arthur's grin faded slightly as his sharp eyes narrowed. "No," he muttered to himself, his tone firm. "Strength matters more than money."
The memory of the knight's words echoed in his mind, a grim reminder of what was coming.
The merge. The demons. Apollyon.
What good was gold if the world fell apart?
"Time to see what Chaos' status is like."
Arthur had put the swords' status on hoks earlier due to the knight's last departing words and the vault. But after doing both, Arthur decided that it was time to finally check out his new companion.