TA| Out Of Elixirs

Luke looked around the third sanctuary, searching for the Chapel Keeper. While fighting, he saw it standing at the altar, singing something ominous as skeletal hands came out from its cloak.

Like the previous Chapel Keeper, it summoned monsters and defended the sanctuary.

But it turned out Luke had already slain it unawares during the fight. What was left was a tattered cloak and a core.

Luke picked up the core and absorbed it. He wasn't exhausted, but he just wanted to top himself off.

〖You have slain a Low-Tier Sigma Monster!〗x115

〖Flame +1850〗

"Past me would've died for this much Flame. Now it's pocket change," Luke said, shaking his head. "Could Flame have another use I don't know about? What am I supposed to do with this much besides keep storing it for armor?"