Assassin at Range: The Sniper's Lethal Power-Chapter 73 - : Taking Stock of the Loot

Deathbringer’s words lingered in Tristan’s mind.

His Shadow Assassin class seemed to hold far more potential than he had initially thought.

Both Edith and Deathbringer had mentioned the same term:

Shadow Power!

And according to the rules of ExoGenesis, anything granted such a title was typically linked to a deity—possibly even an entire pantheon.

But there was a problem.

In his previous life, Tristan had survived all the way to the God’s Descent phase, yet he had never heard of any shadow-related deities.

Of course, that didn’t necessarily mean they didn’t exist.

It was entirely possible that they hadn’t descended yet by the time he died.

After all, he hadn’t lived to see the end of the God’s Descent phase.

Either way, this was something worth investigating.

He needed to ask Edith when he had the chance.

Back when Edith had given him Rain of Corruption, she had mentioned that she obtained it during her early adventures.

She had once sought to inherit Shadow Power! herself—only for Tristan to beat her to it.

If he wanted to learn more about Shadow Power!, Edith was the best lead he had.

But just thinking about Edith gave him a headache.

That Assassin Mentor wasn’t the type to hand out favors.

If he wanted something, he’d have to pay an equivalent price.

If he wanted information on Shadow Power!, he’d probably have to complete another high-difficulty mission for her.

"Well, I’ll cross that bridge when I get to it."

Tristan pushed the matter aside.

Right now, there was something far more important—checking his battle spoils.

This fight had taken down one Silver Grade boss, three Black Iron Grade bosses, and nearly 500 goblins in total.

That meant a massive amount of experience points.

Plenty of evolution points.

And, of course, loot.

His inventory was packed.

23 pieces of Common-grade equipment—seemed like drop rates had increased. 8 pieces of Black Iron Grade equipment, including weapons and attribute-boosting items. No skill books, unfortunately.

Tristan scrolled through the notable drops:

Weapons

[Refined Iron Warhammer](Black Iron Grade, Two-Handed Hammer)

Attack +100, Strength +10, Requirement: Level 10

[Bloodstained Wooden Staff](Black Iron Grade, Staff)

Spell Power +100, Spirit +10, Requirement: Level 10

These weapons had dropped from the Hammer Goblin and Goblin Shaman.

For players just leaving the beginner village, these were practically legendary-tier weapons.

For damage dealers, good weapons were everything.

A weak player could compensate for bad armor.

But a weak weapon? That was a death sentence.

Tristan could auction these in his shop and make an easy fortune.

Armor

[Foul-Smelling Apron](Black Iron Grade, Armor)

Defense +50, Mana +100, Spirit +10, Requirement: Level 10

This had dropped from the Goblin Shaman—and judging by its design, it was the disgusting rag that had been tied around its waist.

Given that goblins had zero concept of hygiene, Tristan wouldn’t wear this even if it gave +1000 Defense.

Fortunately, ExoGenesis allowed players to filter sensory inputs.

As long as he lowered the price, someone desperate enough would probably buy it.

"Hopefully, they don’t have a cleanliness obsession," Tristan muttered.

[Tattered Cloak](Black Iron Grade, Cape)

Defense +20, HP +100, Agility +10, Requirement: Level 10

It was a cloak.

But compared to his Wolf King Cloak, this thing was trash-tier.

Straight into the shop it went.

After four consecutive items he had no use for, Tristan sighed.

But he wasn’t upset.

Boss fights were like this—combat was one thing, but loot drops? A whole different beast.

With good luck, two bosses could provide top-tier gear.

With bad luck, you could grind forever and still get nothing useful.

Best to stay level-headed about it.

Usable Gear

[Mighty Bracers](Black Iron Grade, Bracers)

Defense +50, HP +200, Strength +5, Requirement: Level 10

The stats were average, but at least they were usable.

Tristan equipped them immediately.

They were a bit heavy, but they didn’t impact his movements much.

Thanks to his Sniper God talent, his attack motions were automatically corrected.

Weight wasn’t an issue.

Having an SSS-grade talent was just that overpowered.

[Old Plate Armor](Black Iron Grade, Chest Armor)

Defense +100, HP +100, Strength +10, Requirement: Level 10

This rusty breastplate made Tristan hesitate.

Bracers were fine since they weren’t too heavy.

But this thing was half a centimeter thick—clearly heavy.

Wearing it would definitely affect his agility.

And no way was he torturing himself for a minor stat boost.

More importantly, when he checked the inside lining, he found some unspeakable stains.

Yeah… hard pass.

Besides the six pieces of equipment, the other two drops were attribute-boosting items.

Consumables

[Shaman’s Strange Ideas](Black Iron Grade, Consumable)

Permanently increases Spirit by 10.

[Goblin Training Manual](Black Iron Grade, Consumable)

Permanently increases Strength by 10.

No hesitation—he used them immediately.

The Real Prizes: Silver Grade Loot

These Black Iron Grade drops were just appetizers.

The real treasure came from Undying Flame Goblin.

That was a Silver Grade boss.

Tristan’s eyes swept over the loot:

Weapons

[Gem-Embedded Wooden Staff](Silver Grade, Staff)

Spell Power +450, Spirit +30, Requirement: Level 15

It made perfect sense for a magic-type boss to drop a magic weapon.

Straight into the ring—this would sell for a fortune in the shop.

Armor & Accessories

[Deathflame Mask](Silver Grade, Mask)

Defense +20, HP +500, Mental Resistance +20%, Requirement: None

Tristan raised an eyebrow.

A piece of gear boosting Mental Resistance?

Rare find.

In ExoGenesis, Mental Resistance was a highly valuable stat—useful against charm, mind control, fear, and various psychic effects.

Even better?

This mask had no level requirement.

Which meant—he could use it immediately.

No hesitation.

He put it on.

Despite its name, the Deathflame Mask wasn’t hot.

Instead, it was cool and refreshing, clearing his mind.

"Guess I’d fail a security check now—my willpower is unshakable."

[Burning Headscarf](Silver Grade, Headgear)

Defense +50, HP +500, MP +1000, Spirit +30, Requirement: Level 15

Another magic-user item. Straight into the shop.

But just as Tristan was about to move on, he froze.

An Unexpected Find

[Deathflame Ring](Silver Grade, Ring)

HP +400, Agility +30, Requirement: Level 15

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…A magic boss dropping an agility-based ring?

What kind of bizarre loot table was this?

Too bad—it was locked behind a level 15 requirement.

Into the Ghibbobo Family Crest it went.

Four Silver Grade drops, and two were actually usable.

Honestly? That was above average.

But the last item wasn’t equipment.

It was a key to something bigger.

[Goblin Settlement Invitation]

"Please arrive at coordinates (1552, 1679) before midnight to attend the Goblin Gathering."

Tristan’s eyes lit up.

A Goblin Gathering?

No—this was an EXP buffet.