Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!-Chapter 397: Fuel up, 358!_2
So this time, with what was essentially a "normal attack" without using any skills, the damage was significantly reduced.
Instant Kill Hundred Heads was the most core skill, turning multiple attacks into one strike allowed Bai E’s attacks to exceed the weapon’s own limitations and deliver an energy level impact.
Attack power is attack power, meant to counter health points; energy level impact is energy level impact, designed to counter defense points.
Facing an opponent with a defense as high as 250 points, without the Instant Kill Hundred Heads’ ability to concentrate attacks into a single moment, even if the attack power reached tens of points, the actual damage inflicted was only in the single digits, drastically reducing the effect.
On the contrary, due to the opponent’s counterattack, Bai E only felt a numbness in his right hand that was holding the club.
"Not enough?" Bai E sneered coldly, revealing his white teeth, "I think so too."
Setting aside calculations of the battle’s outcome, setting aside all potential consequences of this invasion.
When focusing solely on the battle itself, Bai E found a certain... "pleasure."
[After prolonged combat, your physical abilities have been sufficiently honed, physicality +0.1, insight +0.1.]
[The challenges you face are exceptionally severe, and extreme focus has led you to more instinctively delve into your skills, significantly advancing your Heavy Weapon Specialization. Heavy Weapon Proficiency experience +23.] (High probability of awakening special properties.)
Bai E’s gaze swept over his opponent, and with a high level of Heavy Weapon Specialization, he could instinctively detect the weaknesses in the opponent’s moves and look for opportunities.
The essence of any combat technique is to use one’s strong points to exploit the weak points of the opponent.
Heavy weapons may seem clumsy and not finely crafted, but their heavy mass makes it difficult to perform intricate maneuvers. However, in each act of going all out, what matters more... is the crucial capture of the opponent’s motion before the decisive strike.
That’s insight!
Pierce through the opponent, to break with a single blow!
A quickly recovering warmth flowed through his arm, and the tremor from the weapon’s clash causing numbness diminished in an instant.
Bai E lifted the iron club with both hands and smashed down again!
Heavenly Lift, one strike!
"Boom!"
The cracked earth fissured, spreading rapidly into the distance.
An unkempt man who had come from afar upon hearing the noises gaped with his sleepy eyes at the crack that snaked from the distance all the way to his feet, completely baffled.
The earth, split open?
Was that too fierce?
The man looked up at the sky, which was dark.
All around... a dim spread of starlight.
There were other silhouettes in different directions...
It was quite similar to the occasional nightmare he had.
Should I go back to sleep right here?
"The Colosseum has collapsed!"
The man heard someone shouting from a distant corner behind him.
The Colosseum? The one that took over the abandoned factory as the Underground Colosseum?
Collapsed?
I haven’t even had the chance to show off there, how could it collapse?
But it’s good that it collapsed. The neighbor’s little son always ended up with a bruised face, supposedly because he was enamored with that Colosseum and got beaten up by the thugs from Black Street...
The man was gleefully happy, filled with the joy of watching the excitement.
He tapped his toe on the crack near his eyes, unable to see how deep it was due to the darkness.
So he followed the crack.
Growing larger... and larger...
Until it was a meter wide, and pitch-dark inside, impossible to see the bottom, the man then felt a chill rising quietly from the depth of his heart.
A tingling sensation crept up his spine, and suddenly, another loud noise came from the direction of the Colosseum.
"Boom!"
The ground under his feet trembled thrice.
The intense sound was terrifying, and the man who had been stunned on the spot for a while slowly looked up, only to see a huge, crimson figure suddenly appear in his field of vision...
"Let’s fight somewhere else!" Bai E said, gripping his iron club and quickly walking away.
The Demonic Prince sneered coldly, "As you wish."
The players were battling the Bloodletting Vampires, and around the exterior of the abandoned factory lay a circle of potential Believers who had been first attracted by the demonic aura.
All these were lives.
When immortals clash, the mortals suffer.
Even the repercussions of a clash between Bai E and the demon prince could easily claim a dozen or more innocent lives, something Bai E, still focused on the battle, nevertheless made a rational judgment about.
The demon prince did not disapprove either.
What he desired was never the outcome of the fight itself; all demons who fought in the name of war simply reveled in the process of battle.
What he wanted was a strong opponent! A focused opponent!
And since they wanted to change the location, naturally, they had to head away from Black Street, preferably towards an uninhabited wasteland.
In the dark of the night, shrouded in blackness, Bai E was unsure of the direction in his haste and simply chose one completely opposite to Black Street.
Then he saw a dark shadow wandering from afar…
"Fuck!" The man, attracted by the noise, suddenly stopped in his tracks, his vision seemingly filled with only the towering, earth-shaking figure of a crimson shadow.
And it grew larger and larger, as if completely dominating his entire field of vision and thoughts…
The crimson figure radiated an invasive aura, not just visibly assaulting his brain in waves but even causing the space around to become distorted and evaporate under its influence.
Run!
Run!
For a moment, the man’s mind held only this basic, primal thought.
Why run?
Where to?
He didn’t know.
Run!
Run!
This was the sole and pure thought.
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"Boom!"
A silver streak of light had invaded his sight without notice, and the towering red illusion seemed to shatter instantly.
All that remained was a large, crimson monster being flung away by a silver iron rod that had come out of nowhere.
What kind of monster was that?
Curved horns like a goat… Muscles a majestic shade of red… Body marked with strange runes too intricate to discern…
It matched the "demon" from the rumors, exactly!
Demon! Demon!
"The demons have invaded!" After running away, this simple thought appeared again in the man’s mind.
But it seemed like someone was fighting it?
Iron rod… Iron rod…
Following the odd-looking rod, one thin end and one thick, the man finally saw a figure at the slimmer end of the rod, a figure not easy to spot in the dark night.
Clothes that revealed plenty of muscle, sexy to the extreme, the kind of attire a warrior who frequented the Underground Colosseum might wear.
Combining this with the brief news he had just heard, a simple deduction formed in his mind—
Demons had invaded the Underground Colosseum, and the colosseum’s warriors were battling the demons for humanity?
Good!
For some reason, ever since the rod shattered the red illusion, the man felt his wit coming back to him.
"Keep it up!" he yelled from afar.
Then he turned and ran.
Dreaming was indeed thrilling, but the day must have been too exhausting.
He needed to head back and catch up on some sleep…
[As humanity’s vanguard against the demons, your "Soul Black Hole" has absorbed the purest of beliefs, successfully transforming them into 12/0 Spiritual Energy added to your reserves.]
["Lucky Strike" charge +50.]
"Come on!"
"You got this!"
Scattered cheers rose in the dark wilderness.
The source of the voices was unknown, nor could one make out where the silhouettes of those speaking were.
Bai E, ready to once again create distance with the demon, paused briefly, as if endless power was burgeoning within him…
See that? Not everyone is keen on fighting.
People just want to live well in this tough world…
