Damon hoped that his luck stat would work its magic and he would hit it big the first time around but it looked like he had used up all of his luck on getting the poison devouring creature. The next ten times he used the bloodline skill, he was running into other beings just like him.
Except every single one of them were mindless slaughterers. Most of them were forced to live in isolation either by nature or by the civilization of that world.
The first one was not all that strong. It was still a C rank and was stuck in a frozen land with no creatures all around it. It appeared to have some weakness against the ice element which had drastically reduced its abilities.
Damon only needed to mess with it for a couple of seconds and he could see that it was the same type as him, glorious stats and lots of skills but little of anything else.
