Single Wish: Rise Of The Omniscient Paragon

A few minutes passed after old man poison taught Corey how to fight like a true poison expert.

Corey sat on a chair with his head inclined backwards and his eyes closed in thought. His mind replayed his master's words for some seconds, then he released a soft sigh.

He opened his eyes and he saw his master looking at a large glass bowl that contained multiple poisonous insects and animals.

'Sorry master. But I can't always fight like a true poison expert."

Corey thought with a slight smile as he gazed at his master.

If there was one thing Corey could not bring himself to do. It was fighting like a true poison expert.

Corey's vast array of skills was extremely different from most poison experts. His stats were also extremely high and he could overpower most, if not all tier 2s.

These differences would keep on piling up if he kept on improving himself at the same pace.

He was not a normal poison expert and he would never settle to be a normal poison expert.

He was beyond every true poison expert and his potential was much greater than that. Fighting like a true poison expert would be diminishing his potential, and he would not allow that.

Although Corey knew he could not always fight like a true poison expert, his master had taught him some valuable lessons.

'Although I can't always fight like a true poison expert, you're right.'

'The home of a true poison expert should be his safest and most dangerous space.'

'And if I'm too weak to kill an enemy. Then, my poisons should not be weak.'

Corey released a soft sigh, then he stood and walked over to his master.

"Master."

Corey called out and old man poison turned his neck slightly to his direction, his eyes still on the large glass jar which contained multiple poisonous insects and animals.

"Were you concocting something before I came?"

Corey asked as he stood beside his master. His gaze also moved to the large glass jar before shifting towards his master.

"Yes… A tier 5 poison."

Old man poison nodded and a shocked expression along with a wry smile appeared on Corey's face.

"I'm sorry." Corey bowed.

After hearing his master's words, Corey truly felt apologetic for disturbing and ruining his master's concoction process.

Not only did he stop his master from successfully creating a tier 5 poison, he had also endangered his master's life.

Concocting poisons was an extremely dangerous act even for poison experts like him and his master.

Despite the fact that their class and main abilities revolve around poisons, poison experts can also get injured or even killed by poisons they concoct.

Concocting was a dangerous procedure because a single mistake can cause the poison to go out of control and the toxicologist concocting the poison would get poisoned instead.

If the poison expert does not have an adequate poison resistance or did not make adequate preparations in the case that his or her poison concoction goes wrong.

The the person could die or fatally injured.

It was for this reason that most poison experts do not try to concoct poisons above their tier.

In fact, to know just how impressive and monstrous Corey's master was.

The average poison expert rarely concocted poisons at the same tier as them.

The difficulty and the danger in doing such was high. Talk less of concocting a poison at a higher tier than theirs.

Corey's master was not known as the greatest poison expert in the Underworld for no reason. It's also for this reason that Divine wanted him to recruit his master into their group.

Corey was 95% sure that his master had poison resistance like him. But he was not sure if his poison resistance was high enough to protect from a tier 5 poison.

Corey did not know if his master's poison resistance automatically increased like his with every tier he gained.

If it did not, then Corey did not want to imagine how difficult it would be get a poison resistance that could resist the effects of a tier 5 poison.

A tier 5 poison could affect tier 5s, and would definitely cause serious harm to a tier 4. So, Corey was a little bit worried that he might have caused serious injuries to his master without him knowing.

If he did, then he would have to rethink his next set of actions after he leaves his master's place.

"Are you okay master?"

Corey asked with visible concern in his tone and old man poison looked at him with raised brows.

"When did you start caring about this old man?"

Old man poison looked at Corey with a suspicious expression. He then nonchalantly waved his hand and said:

"Anyways, I'm okay. I wouldn't dare risk my life by creating a tier 5 poison without proper preparations."

"And, the probability of it ending in failure was extremely high."

Corey breathed a sigh of relief, then a thought came to his mind.

"Why were you creating a tier 5 poison? Was it to test your skills? Or an experiment?"

Corey curiously asked, and a solemn expression appeared on old man poison's face.

"Neither."

Corey felt something was wrong.

"Those bastards, The Devourers, want to kill me."

Old man poison spoke with gritted teeth and a murderous aura around him.

Corey's face became solemn and he frowned.

"They want me to join them and create a drug similar to a new drug that has recently appeared in the Underworld."

Old man poison said, and Corey furrowed his brows.

"What drug?" Corey asked.

"Neon. Fucking Neon!" Old man poison shouted with an undertone of anger and killing intent.

"..." Corey.

"Neon is a fucking narcotic which can permanently increase the stats of tier 0s, tier 1s, tier 2s, and tier 3s."

"When I heard about it, I was curious and tried to break down the drug and figure out its composition."

"After breaking it down, I was able to recreate most of the effects of the narcotic. But I could not make the drug permanently increase a person's stats. The best I could achieve was a temporary effect."

"I tried. Oh I tried so much to make the stat increase permanent to the point that I did not sleep for a whole month."

"A FUCKING MONTH!"

"I DID NOTHING BUT CREATE AND BREAK DOWN THE BLOODY DRUG!"

"I WAS ALMOST DRIVEN TO MADNESS!"

"If I ever find out who created that narcotic. I'm fucking going to strangle him to death while giving him a taste of my poisons."

A dangerous glint flashed in Old man poison's eyes, and Corey took a step back with sweat pouring down his forehead.

'Oh Lord.'

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[A/N: Second extra chapter.]