After carefully considering his options, Noah decided to distribute the six stat points he earned through leveling. He allocated three points to strgth, hancing his physical power and combat abilities. Two points were dedicated to intelligce, improving his spellcasting and strategic thinking.
Lastly, he invested one point in his luck stat, hoping to increase his chances of critical hits and fortunate outcomes.
With a whopping 45 points in dexterity, coupled with the additional stat boost from the Wind Boots, Noah became exceptionally swift and nimble. His movemts were now lightning-fast, allowing him to react quickly and evade attacks with ease. This newfound speed would prove to be a valuable asset in his future battles.
Additionally, with the boost to his luck stat, Noah hoped to capitalize on favorable circumstances and turn the tide of the incoming fight in his favor.
■Status Window
Name: Noah Adler
Rank: Apprtice
Level 8
Class: Angel of Death
Title: Goblin Slayer
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☆Stats☆
Mana: 6
Strgth: 35
Intelligce: 30
Dexterity: 45
Luck: 4
Stat Points:0
Coins: 360G
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☆Skills☆
Can only be cast on one target at a time.]
Because this was without doubt a formidable adversary, Noah cast the Seal of Death on the monster and an skull visible to only him appeared above the mutated kobold with a bar of Exp.
Swoosh!
Noah vanished, his speed was fast, almost as if he had teleported as he arrived before the mutated kobold. Their weapons moved simultaneously.
The clash of their weapons st sparks flying, illuminating the intse momt. Noah's attack was swift and precise, but the mutated Kobold's strgth was astounding. It effortlessly blocked Noah's downward slash with its saber, showcasing its formidable skill and power.
Noah felt the impact reverberate through his arms as their weapons collided. He could sse the immse strgth of his oppont, and he knew that this battle would not be easily won. But he refused to be discouraged.
With a quick step back, Noah regained his balance and assessed the situation. He could see the determination in the mutated Kobold's eyes, its muscles tse and ready for the next move. Noah knew he had to think quickly and strategize his next attack.
As he locked eyes with the mutated Kobold once again, Noah's mind raced, analyzing the creature's movemts and searching for any opings. He knew that he had to exploit any weaknesses in his oppont's defse to gain the upper hand.
Taking a deep breath, Noah prepared himself for the next of combat. He tighted his grip on his sword and focused his ergy, ready to continue the battle with reltless determination.
The mutated Kobold, embolded by its defse, roared a challge and lunged forward. Noah sidestepped the powerful swing, feeling the wind whisper past his ear as the Kobold's saber cleaved through the air. He capitalized on the oping, using the momtum of the Kobold's attack to deliver a swift diagonal slash towards its exposed flank where the armor was most damaged.
But the creature, quicker than he anticipated, twisted its body mid-attack. The blade grazed its leathery hide, drawing a spray of sparks and a guttural snarl. It retaliated with a sweeping motion, forcing Noah to retreat again.
Sweat beaded on Noah's forehead, a mixture of exertion and growing urgcy. He realized that brute force wouldn't be ough. He needed to exploit the Kobold's size and reach.
Suddly, a flicker of movemt in the corner of his eye caught his atttion. A loose brick protruded from the crumbling wall behind the Kobold. A desperate plan formed in his mind.
As the Kobold charged once more, Noah feigned a rightward dodge, th pivoted sharply to the left. The Kobold, caught off guard by the unexpected maneuver, overextded its attack, lumbering past Noah's intded position.
With a burst of adraline, Noah lunged forward, aiming not for the Kobold's body but for the protruding brick. He connected with a satisfying crunch, dislodging the brick and sding it hurtling towards the creature's exposed back.
The impact st the Kobold staggering forward, momtarily stunned. Seizing his opportunity, Noah didn't hesitate. He charged, channeling all his remaining strgth into a single, powerful overhead strike.
[Basic swordsmanship Technique: Special Form: T Flames.]
A fiery blaze erupted along the edge of the sword, akin to the arrival of a shooting star. The petals of the floral eruption resembled a radiant sun, stretching out in all four directions, as if proclaiming the demise of the frigid winter.
Descding upon the mutated kobold, the scorching flame split it in half, before gulphing it in a spectacular burst of intsity.
Boom!
[+00% Experice Points]
[Level Up!]