Chapter 676: What I can give away:
The skills I installed and Nyangfun’s artifacts.
A fairy who delivers divine punishment from afar.
All of this was poured in at once.
No matter who you are dealing with, a sudden attack in an unavoidable situation is most effective.
In other words, you need to inflict as much damage as possible in that short period of time.
Once you get hit, you won’t get hit the same way again.
‘I think this guy will get hit again.’
I had that thought, but quickly ignored it.
It was true that the guy named Fahiru was missing a few screws, but it was clear that he was a huge guy.
-Quarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
-Kwagwagwagwang!
Countless thunderbolts and explosions.
The artifact specially prepared by Nyangfun is heated and operated until it becomes inoperable.
If you ask me if I could survive there.
“You will die once.”
I didn’t know that I might have to give up at least one life.
There is one reason to say that it definitely won’t die.
I don’t know anything else, but my body is strong.
There are only a few passive skills that transcend grade.
Tuk-tuk.
I tapped my fingers.
Come to think of it.
“I think my passive didn’t work when I first got hit by that guy.”
“Yeah.”
When you receive the system quest and come to the Altar of Blood.
I remember a guy hiding in the dark and sticking his sword under his helmet.
At that time, none of the other passive skills were activated.
Of course, skill is not omnipotent.
Even if it is activated, damage is inflicted if it exceeds a certain amount.
It would have been nice to see that he had delivered a strong blow.
‘That guy barely uses his skills.’
I rarely saw him using his skills while fighting him.
Even when it kills me.
At most, it’s about the negative effect they used when they first killed me?
Since it’s on the 95th floor, it probably has several skills, but it doesn’t use them.
I narrowed my eyes.
There is one thing that is expected.
-Bruise.
I put the bugle in my inventory and climbed down from the wreckage.
The debris that rose in the aftermath of the explosion is slowly sinking.
A space filled with clouds of dust and smoke.
“Ugh. Ugh.”
I saw its silhouette.
There were no tattered clothes left, and all of the hair was burned away.
It seemed like it was already coming off little by little.
If I just pushed it aside at this point, wouldn’t he be satisfied?
“As expected, he’s not dead.”
It is clear that it has taken a significant hit.
In the first place, that was an attack that would definitely kill you if you hit it right.
but.
-Chijijit. Chizzit.
Black energy bouncing around the guy.
It’s familiar.
‘chaos.’
He looks at me with his half-melted body.
I knew this guy from the moment the system spoke.
‘It is similar to a fragment of chaos.’
Even though it was half-sized, it was clear that it was a similar monster.
One of the conditions for becoming a Chaos Fragment is reaching the 100th floor.
This guy is a monster who has climbed to at least the 100th floor.
That’s probably why he didn’t use the skill.
Because Chaos Fragments use their own rules.
That kind of power has no grade in the first place.
Like a skill from another world.
[Geomgang]
-Uuuuuuung.
Magical power resides in the sword.
Anything is fine.
Dealing with him was my job anyway.
-Paang.
I kicked the floor.
It shoots forward and rotates.
I just swung my sword wide.
-Kaaaaang!
The guy also swings his sword and blocks the blow.
Even though my whole body is on fire, I react surprisingly quickly.
Amazing is amazing.
“Now we have to see the end.”
“Hehe. okay. One person has to die. “No more can be taken away from me!”
The sword is struck with a roar.
Can you call that a sword?
It looks like a dark, discolored piece of iron.
The power within it could never be underestimated.
-Kuddeuddeuk.
Even though I threw a harsh blow, I slipped backwards.
The body is thin, but the strength is good.
I examined the situation while mixing the sword with the guy.
Why are the fragments of chaos so difficult to deal with?
This is because if the chaos value does not exceed a certain level, no damage will be inflicted.
It’s the same this time too.
Because my chaos level is high, I take almost all of the skill damage.
Nyangfun also seems to have a chaos score of over 100 points.
‘Artifacts are not like that.’
Should I say that this is the only drawback?
There are not many artifacts imbued with chaos.
Unless you have a special ability or skill to add chaos to the item.
A guy who smiles with a blood-soaked mouth, as if he had pulled out his tongue.
“I can’t just be taken away, right?”
I felt an eerie feeling at the corners of my mouth that were tearing up, and I punched.
Fire bomb towards the guy who was hit in the face and rolled backwards.
-The Quagga Gaga River!
It caused an explosion and put pressure on him.
Lightning strikes as if in response.
In the place where the guy rolled, the artifact that Nyangfun had hidden was activated.
He didn’t have the power to block and avoid all of that.
They hit each other honestly and sometimes with unexpected gestures.
If necessary, they bite, grab anything, throw dirt, and spit.
“Gaaaaaaaa!”
It attacks with a scream-like scream.
I kept moving as I watched the guy struggling despite being constantly beaten.
Quang!
A guy hit by a fire bomb head-on stumbles greatly.
-Pudduuk.
He thrust his sword in without missing the opportunity.
I swung hard at the same time I felt my bones crack.
-Aaaah!
His right arm is cut off and blown away.
Even though it must have been the pain of having his body amputated, he didn’t stop.
Stretch out your left arm with an animal-like movement.
He grabbed the sword in his right hand floating in the air and rushed towards me.
-Kwa-ga-ga-ga-ga-gak!
My side feels warm.
Crazy guy.
I also thought I was good at dog fighting, but what the heck is this guy?
I used my iron will to block his follow-up blows.
To be exact, I tried to use it.
[You temporarily lose the will of steel (SS).]
[The skill cannot be activated.]
“What is this!”
Wow!
I quickly kicked the guy and fell backwards.
The sword is pulled out roughly and bleeding continues from the side.
Anemia that came on suddenly.
I felt dizzy and looked at the floor and saw blood all over it.
There was his and there was mine.
‘why?’
I could still feel Deokchun licking my wound, but the bleeding didn’t stop.
Since when?
No, more than that.
‘Some skills are locked?’
I couldn’t feel it because the main fire bomb and cutting were not blocked.
I swallowed my saliva and checked the other skills one by one.
[Curse Resistance (SSS) has been temporarily lost.]
[Cold Resistance (SSS) has been temporarily lost.] [
Sleep Combat Recovery (S) has been temporarily lost.]
[Slaughter (S) has been temporarily lost. .]
[Photo registration (S) has been temporarily lost.]
[Cooking (S) has been temporarily lost.]
[Shower (S) has been temporarily lost.]
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.
.
Goosebumps appear on my back.
When did so many skills disappear?
[The characteristic recovery (SSS) has been temporarily lost.]
[The characteristic outer armor (SSS) has been temporarily lost.]
[The unique ability Gluttony (SSS) has been temporarily lost.]
The same goes for Deokchun.
Something I was missing out on because I had so many skills.
I was lucky.
It was just luck that the attack skill wasn’t sealed.
[The eye that watches the SSS-class power star is lost....]
[The eye that watches the SSS-class power star opens wide!]
[Chaos resists the opponent’s chaos!]
[Some of the power is lost. ]
Power also cannot escape its object.
My eyes sting.
Is it to forcefully read information?
As the power was unleashed, a pain as if my eyes were burning came.
A hologram appeared in my vision blurred by tears.
Its unique rules that have not been revealed until now.
[Age of Loss]
-Becoming lonely is also the process of losing something I had.
-How much can you give?
He comes limping towards me.
I took one step at a time, dragging my sword with my remaining arm.
Every time I take a step, the flowing blood forms a puddle.
At first, I thought I was just enduring the pain.
But not now.
“You lost your senses.”
I could see that it no longer had any sense of pain.
There is no one without a little hesitation when stepping on the ground with a broken ankle.
-Pass.
The guy’s left eye turns gray.
Eyes staring somewhere into space.
A light flashed in the one remaining eye.
A bloody altar where everything collapsed.
The guy who crossed the wreckage pointed his sword at me.
The fingertips holding the sword become gray powder and scatter.
“...How much can you give?”
A person who cannot have anything and cannot get along with anyone.
A person for whom even a momentary possession is just a process to be taken away.
Pahiru of loneliness.
he asked me