Chapter 237: Dragon's Heart

The sound of blood-forming his neck and head sounded like bubbling  water flowing in the river mixed with some sound of bubbles bursting.

The process was not slow or fast; within the blood finally creating his head outer skin's, Desmond has a chance to read the notifications.

[WARNING !! Host's life force began to deplete!]

[System detected unknown energy enveloping all of the Host's organs !]

[Starting the emergency actions...]

[Sta..r.. i..ng @..!.]

[EROR...]

[Host has died!]

Upon reading the notification, his soul was shaken. Desmond then began carefully to read the following notifications.

[Rebooting the system....]

[Access Given to Host 'Desmond']

[Re-analyzing Host' condition...]

While waiting for his body to recover, the time seemed to slow down again, but Desmond was dumbfounded when he read the notification's history.

[Starting to restore the data from the previous encounter....]

[Date restored!]

[A new passive skill has been added to the list...]

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Name: Dragon Heart  ( Passive )

Info: The dragon body was known to be the hardest body in this world. As long the heart still beating, the body can't die and keep healing while using natural energy as the material.

Not only the scales, but even the heart also was strong as steel; at least it can't be killed with one movement. But the dragon body is not invincible; every time the body loses organs or body parts, it will consume a life force.

Consumption : 6 month life force/ parts or organs

]

After Desmond reading the information, he was delighted but then realized and cursed in his mind. "Fuck! " He shifted his attention toward the assassins and found them already shouting.

"Attack the heart! " The assassins were not dumb, as one of their comrades realized only the heart was covered with the scales while they can slash the other parts.

*clank*

The battle began more bloody, while four of the assassins assaulting his heart while the rest was cutting his limbs.

Desmond watched them in horror; he tried to speed up the recovery process, but to no avail, as this skill was not in his control.

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Fuck, Fuck, Fuck! How I can stop them?! Desmond thought. Suddenly the calm sensation appears again, cooling his mind as his emotions returned to normal.

While his body was attacked and his life force depleted again, Desmond began to scan his enemy as he tried to find their weakness.

The time slowly passed, Desmond realized that the assassins were not fearless again; they start showing a sign of exhaustion and fear. But still, this doesn't change the fact he's recovering speed was so slow.

Suddenly Desmond has an idea. He scanned his body and found it was recovering his five limbs at the same time when the blood already formed his right hand, the assassin cut it, which make him desperate.

But because of this, Desmond can confirm his theory. What happens if I only focus on recovering one of my limbs?

Desmond then tried to focus his attention on his right foot; even this skill was activated automatic skill, it's still his skills, right?

* sprout *

A sound of numerous bubbles bursting was heard; surprisingly, the blood that was regenerating his head and the other limbs stopped, along with a sound of cracking from his heart.

*crack*

The black scales that covered his heart began to falling down one by one to the ground, revealing a slightly red heart that was repeatedly twitching.

Shit! Upon sensing his heart touched by the passing cold wind, Desmond mind began to freeze, his focus already locked into his right foot.

"Hahaha, finally! With this, we can let him peace!" One of the assassins shouted while wiping the sweat on his forehead.

"Let the Demon die in peace!" While the other assassins cried joyfully and starting to aim their blades toward the heart.

*stomp*

But before that happen, a loud thunderous sound was heard coupled with the scream from the assassins. At the same time, a wave of burst windows sweeping toward the assassins, sending them flying backwards.

"Ah!" The short-haired woman that was kneeled on the ground was affected by the impact. Her sexy body was sent flying while her butt bumped into one of the assassins lying on the ground.

"Ouch!" The assassins groaned in pain while spatting a mouthful of blood, but when he opened his eyes, his bottom part suddenly hardened as his eyes began shamelessly scanning the short-haired woman butt.

On the other side, a foot was seen stomping on the floor, making the floor cracked like a spider web spread into the center of this open area.

At the same time, when the feet stomped on the ground, the blood gushed out from the limbless body, forming the structure of the other limbs.

"You rats are really annoying." When the assassins still lying on the ground, the hoarse pitch sound was heard again, but now coupled with pair of slit magenta eyes staring at them.

*crack*

Another cracking sound was heard with a slight thud landing on the floor, causing the wave of dust to fly everywhere.

"Finally, my body back." Desmond spoke; his body felt stiff for a moment while he began to stretch one by one his limbs.

When his eyes landed in the assassins on the ground, he gave them a smirk," Well, look at this, a group of grade 2nd class swordsmen bullying a kid who hasn't even reached 15 years. "

Upon hearing this word, the assassins wanted to curse him badly, then they stood up and start taking a position, staring at the brat warily. But when their eyes landed on the stone chair, the brat was nowhere to be found.

*boom*

Suddenly the wall not far from them were destroyed, with some debris scattering around the area. "Cough* They were confused at first and did not dare shifted their attention, scanning the area around them warily while holding their sword tightly.

"You guys are so cruel, even when one of your teammates has died," Desmond spoke again; a blood dripping was seen on his fingers. When he glanced at the dead assassins and saw his body already has a hole, he smiled.

As expected, the power of 100 stats, Desmond thought while ignoring the absorb notification, and his eyes peeked at the rest of the assassins.

In Desmond's eyes, the assassins slowly turning his head, the joints on their waist began to move along with their swords carried a slight wind pressure on its point.

Ahh, this power.. is wonderful!  Desmond grinned, but his expression was slightly startled when he noticed the short-haired woman was looking at him determinedly.

[Written by DragonKnov || Published on Webnovel]