Chapter 117: Chapter 117: Utterly Invincible
In an instant, his eyes underwent an utterly astonishing transformation.
His once-normal pupils suddenly contracted, transforming into Dark Gold Vertical Pupils that radiated a cold light.
A thick white vapor billowed frantically from his mouth.
Buck felt as if the man before him had suddenly become a different person.
An uncontrollable sense of trembling surged madly through him.
[Weak Dragon’s Might]: Hostile targets in the vicinity with a Spirit Attribute lower than yours will be forced into a "Fear/Trembling" state (All Attributes reduced by 10%, movement speed reduced by 20%).
Spurred by his powerful survival instinct, Buck bit down hard on the tip of his tongue.
Fortunately, his Spirit Attribute wasn’t weak.
He used the sharp pain to quickly overcome the negative sensation.
’A Dragon-man? No, the biological characteristics don’t match. Is he a Dragon Descendant?’
In this world, individuals among humans who possessed the bloodline of a Giant Dragon were known as Dragon Descendants.
Generally, Dragon Descendants lived together in large, ancient family units, and without exception, they were all high and mighty nobles.
If the other party was truly a noble Dragon Descendant, then this young man’s background must be frighteningly powerful.
At this moment, Buck felt an overwhelming sense of absurdity.
’You’re a Dragon Descendant with a profound heritage, so why are you running around in the middle of the night killing my low-level underlings for fun?’
’With your background, you could just say a word to your family’s steward. Forget about a mere Ghoul Dog.’
’Even if you tied up all the dark forces in Gray Rock Town, your family could wipe us all out overnight!’
’Do you really need to mess with me like this?’
A strange transformation occurred on Lance’s already bare upper body.
A layer of dark red patterns rapidly condensed beneath his skin, eventually forming what looked like energized scales.
[Weak Dragon Scale]: Your Natural Base Armor is forcibly increased by +2. You gain 30% Flame Resistance. Any enemy that deals melee physical damage to you will suffer weak "Ethereal Burn" backlash damage.
Lance strode forward, walking slowly toward Buck.
With each step he took, an indescribable sense of heavy pressure washed over Buck like a tide.
Along with the pressure came an astonishing heat.
Buck swallowed hard.
He realized that the roles of attacker and defender had been completely reversed.
The man before him was no longer some low-level Adventurer to be slaughtered at will.
He now had the absurd illusion that he had become a pitiful prey cornered in a dead end, facing an enraged Young Dragon.
The feeling was incredibly real.
Buck could even clearly see sparks mixed in the air Lance exhaled.
As Lance walked over, several potted green plants, unable to withstand the terrifyingly high temperature, saw their once-unfurled leaves instantly wither, turn yellow, and curl up.
’I can’t escape.’
Buck read the final outcome in those cold, Dark Gold Vertical Pupils.
That man would absolutely not let him leave this courtyard alive.
The panic of being cornered completely ignited the cruel nature buried deep in the villain’s heart.
Since there was no retreat, his only choice was to fight to the death.
He decisively activated the Source Material within him.
[Source Material: Hyena (Bully the Weak, Fleeing)]
[Bully the Weak]: When the Hyena faces an enemy with less than 50% health or under a negative status (bleeding, poisoned, dismembered), its own attack power, Critical Strike Rate, and Source Melting Furnace activity will increase exponentially.
[Fleeing]: When the Hyena’s own health drops below 30% or when facing an enemy with overwhelmingly superior Attributes, it will erupt with an astonishing will to survive, instantly increasing its movement speed by 50% and forcibly removing one slow/restraint status from itself.
After crossing the threshold of a Professional, everyone would try their best to build an exclusive combat system around their own Source Material.
Buck was naturally no exception.
His habit of coating his dagger in poison was to inflict a negative status on the enemy as quickly as possible, thereby perfectly triggering the "Bully the Weak" slaughter bonus.
At this moment, Lance’s thigh had just been cut by a deep wound.
The poison was spreading.
The grayish-green Energy on the short dagger in Buck’s hand instantly flared up, expanding in a full circle.
Wisps of venomous light radiated from its edges, even creeping up to his wrist.
Buck decided to strike first; he was never one for defensive counterattacks.
He lunged forward with explosive force, cracking the stone slab beneath his feet and sending dust flying everywhere.
His entire body transformed into a deadly gray shadow.
The light from the short dagger accidentally grazed the brick wall beside him, instantly leaving a deep, fine line on the hard surface, its sharpness terrifying to behold.
A sinister thrust shot straight for Lance’s left eye.
Faced with this lethal strike, the expression on Lance’s face remained unchanged.
His gaze was as indifferent as if he were looking at ants by the side of the road.
[Combat Stance]: Strip away all superfluous human emotions (such as Fear, hesitation, anger) and enter a state of absolute rationality and ultimate calm for killing. Immune to pain interference and grants the body "Reflexive Combat Instinct."
Facing the short dagger that was about to blind him, Lance didn’t even blink.
He simply tilted his head slightly, relying on instinct, and with an extremely minimal movement, barely dodged the fatal thrust.
The cold blade, glowing with grayish-green Energy, scraped past his cheek.
At an extremely close distance, their eyes met for an instant.
Buck didn’t see the terror he expected from his prey, only indifference. A bone-chilling cold shot up from his tailbone to the top of his skull.
[Top Dragon Horn]
Lance counterattacked without hesitation.
The muscles in his right arm tightened instantly like a winch, coiling with power, before he threw a punch that shot out in a straight line like a cannonball.
The punch landed solidly between Buck’s chest and abdomen.
A dull thud, mixed with the cringe-inducing sound of cracking bones, rang out.
Buck was sent flying backward toward the house as if hit by a charging rhinoceros, his feet leaving the ground.
An extremely exaggerated value flashed on the system panel: [Temporary Attribute Strength increased by 3.5 (Current Total: 19.3)].
This level of Strength Attribute was enough to flip a warhorse in Heavy Armor with one hand, completely overwhelming a Thief who had just reached the Professional Level.
While still in mid-air, Buck gritted his teeth against the excruciating pain, which felt like his organs were being rearranged, and twisted his torso with all his might, trying to disperse the overwhelming force of the impact.
[Shadow Agility]
He only managed to stop his pathetic slide when his heels dug firmly into the hard edge of the house’s wall.
Crimson blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, dripping down his chin.
Buck was horrified.
If not for the extra bonus to his Constitution from the Breathing Combat Technique he usually practiced, that last punch would have been enough to completely shatter his sternum, pierce his heart, and turn him into a warm corpse on the spot.
’This Dragon Descendant is too terrifying.’
’He’s completely unbeatable!’
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