Chapter 101 Scary, This Skill Is

[The Skill "Berserker[SSS] activates!]

A punch that should have launched Mark away barely moved his body three meters away.

[Your Pain Tolerance temporarily increases greatly!]

He remained standing, and his nailed-to-the-ground feet drew lines on the floor.

[You have temporarily developed Pain Resistance!]

His powerfully beating heart obliged his breathing to speed up and turn shallow.

Mark's muscles twitched intensely.

[You have temporarily developed Pain Immunity!]

The Corrupted Dark Elf Warrior, glad to see its prey unable to fight back, pulled its arm back, preparing for another powerful punch.

The Warrior's fist collided with the white-scaled Monster's side once more.

And once more, the latter's feet did not leave the ground.

The Corrupted Dark Elf Warrior stared with wide eyes at its enemy.

Huh-

Before it had realized, the enemy's left hand had already pulled out the three arrows embedded in its right arm.

Mark clenched his fist, and the arrows broke like twigs.

In the middle of the chaotic battlefield, everything seemed to fade away.

Only the Monster and the Warrior remained.

The Monster slightly curled its body and brought its shaking hands closer to its head.

Its twitching fingers periodically tapped its skull.

The Warrior prepared for another attack.

BAM-

The Corrupted Dark Elf Warrior was left surprised.

It had attacked the same way, the same spot, the same Monster.

Yet this time, it felt completely different.

The Monster's shaking ceased at once.

And the Warrior took a step back.

Despite the hit containing all of its strength, it couldn't even budge the Monster from the spot it was occupying.

As if a gigantic boulder.

Mark's Aura abandoned its flame-like appearance.

'Mm.' He nodded to himself.

The Warrior quickly got over its surprise and pulled its arm back.

'I can do it.'

BAM-

The Warrior's surprise turned into utter shock and confusion.

A gently raised palm had stopped its powerful fist.

Before the Warrior could move, something hit its core with insane power and speed.

Mark took a leap.

The thing that hit him couldn't have been a fist.

It couldn't have been a punch.

No.

It was way too powerful for that.

After all, the hit had launched the Warrior's whole body into the air and launched it away.

How could a smaller Monster's hit have such an impact?

The Warrior thought it was impossible, and its confusion grew.

But before it could properly process what had happened, before its back could even hit the ground, the Monster appeared above the Warrior.

BOOM-

The Corrupted Dark Elf Warrior's body was launched against the ground below, with such power that the outline of its imposing back muscles was drawn on that ground.

The impact was more than enough for dizziness to settle in.

The Warrior coughed up blood.

Just when it was about to pass out, a third hit followed.

Mark straightened up his body.

His right fist, bloody.

His eyes, calm.

Composed.

He breathed out, and a misty cloud left his mouth.

[Your Endurance Stat temporarily increases by 60%.]

[Your Agility Stat temporarily increases by 30%]

[Your Strength Stat temporarily increases by 20%.]

[Additional Effect:

Your Strength and Agility Stats will further increase proportionally to the amount of Damage Incurred.]

'Focus...'

Mark took another deep breath.

'Just gotta stay focused.'

Without even meaning to, he moved his feet.

An arrow flew by, missing its target.

'Strange.'

Mark directed his gaze towards the large group of Corrupted Dark Elves.

His legs moved a second later.

'I'll get closer...'

Before he could finish his thought, he already stood in the middle of the group.

'That one will notice me, so I'll have to dodge...'

Before he could finish the thought, Mark had already bent his body.

Before he could even think of what to do next, his fists had already crushed a Corrupted Dark Elf's skull.

'Scary...'

A wide smile was on Mark's face.

'So scary...'

Dozens of Corrupted Dark Elves now encircled him, not unlike an earlier situation.

'This Skill is.'

Timeworn Elven Daggers were frantically swung at him from every direction.

Mark had no time to think about what to do, how to dodge, or how to counterattack.

Not because the enemies were too fast, but rather because his body moved as soon as the idea appeared in his head.

'I'll dodge here-'

He had already done so.

'A Tail Flick there-'

His tail had already beheaded the Corrupted Dark Elf.

'My body...'

Three arrows were dodged.

'Moves exactly how I want it to...'

And Mark found that feeling exhilarating.

'This is... Amazing...'

The tip of a Timeworn Elven Dagger scratched his left arm.

A Corrupted Dark Elf Warrior's fist grazed his right side.

And Mark felt no pain.

None whatsoever.

The only thing he felt, was an increase in power.

'This kind of reminds me...'

Mark jumped up and spun in the air, perfectly dodging the arrows shot at him.

'Of back then...'

His tail beheaded a Corrupted Dark Elf.

'When I couldn't feel pain...'

A Warrior's fist collided with Mark's back.

'Back when I was a Skeleton...'

Blink-

'Where it all began. A weak, tiny, and fragile Skeleton. It's crazy when I think about it. How much time has passed since then? To think that after all this time, I would be thrilled to get an attribute I used to have at the beginning. Makes me want to chuckle. It was only for a short while, but it seemed to have taken so much time... Inside that dark corridor, where I could barely see a thing. That dark corridor where I first appeared... That dark corridor...'

GRRR-

Mark looked to his left, where the sound emanated from.

The growling became much more intense.

'A... A Gray Wolf? What is...?'

A wolf barred its fangs.

Wounded and famished, part of the wolf's gray pelt had been painted red. Probably by its own blood.

Mark didn't move despite the hostile growling.

Blink-

It was dark around him.

Oh so dark.

'What the-'

A familiar place.

'This is...'

A dark corridor.

The wolf growled, pulling Mark's attention back towards itself.

'Wait... It's pretty big for a Gray Wolf-'

Mark lowered his gaze.

And all he found, were bones.

A body made of fragile bones.

That of a Skeleton.

Mark blinked.

He jerked his head.

And three arrows pierced his back.

Mark had stopped moving.

The next second, a dome of flames appeared around him.

"You there?"

'Yeah...' Mark answered after a pause.

"Mm. You stopped pretty suddenly there." The Fire Spirit noted.

'Yeah...'

"Were you about to lose control? Tsk. Would've liked to see that again."

Mark remained silent.

"Well? You got this or?"

Pull-

'It's a good thing you came. Perfect timing really.'

Mark crushed the arrows that had pierced his body.

'I'd like you to keep an eye on me in case it happens, but...'

Advanced Body Reconstruction[S].

'It won't happen again.

"It won't,?"

'I won't let it.'

Mark extended his right arm, and an opening appeared on the dome of raging flames.

He entered the battlefield once more.

"Keep an eye on you, huh?"

The Fire Spirit chuckled, his eyes shining.

"Will do."