Chapter 1825
Calculating... resonance detected... calibrating Rarity...
Warning! Please see your nearest Village Spirit. If you do not, sickness and death may result-
Recalculating...
Congratulation! Your Skill Talon Strike has evolved in Tempest Drill (A)! Skill Levels will be maintained. Attacks will be imbued with the natural force surging through the user’s body and projected a short distance. Pure kinetic force will be slightly empowered while all other forces will be slightly weakened. User can torque the forces immediately prior to release, increasing the effectiveness of the attack. Effect can be stacked, limited by the physical constitution in the user’s body. Power increases with Skill Level. Multiplication of the force increases with Skill Level. Restriction on other forces slightly decreases with Skill Level.
After a few casual swings, releasing brief flourishes of spinning wind, Randidly’s eyes sharpened to something deadly. His next palm strike incorporated a few lingering lines of natural energy into the attack, unleashed a twisting drill of wind that show forward and smacked against the imperturbable stone of the staircase. The heavy mists in the surrounding area stirred, but were not forced backward.
Congratulations! Your Skill Tempest Drill (A) has grown to Level 247!
Congratulations! Your Skill Tempest Drill (A) has grown to Level 248!
The Lizakh goggled. “You... you really just copied my technique- ahem, since it has come to this, let me offer you some advice. There are several flaws in your execution-”
Randidly nodded without any pretense; the Lizakh’s judgment was true. Compared to the ability to condense elegant miniatures of the Grand Pattern that the Lizakh demonstrated, Tempest Drill was relatively weak. However, what it lacked in pure power it more than compensated with speed of use and flexibility. Because while the base ability wasn’t anything particularly special, if he forced the might of an entire storm through that strike-
Randidly’s hands lashed outward, tearing through the air. Bit by bit, more of the suffocating mist was pushed back.Điscover new chapters at novelhall.com
Congratulations! Your Skill Tempest Drill (A) has grown to Level 249!
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Congratulations! Your Skill Tempest Drill (A) has grown to Level 273!
Besides, Randidly mused to himself. Because of how low Level this Skill is, I’ll be able to grind quite a bit of PP off of it while we ascend. In addition, the current Rarity is only Ancient. If I can gain a bit more insight into its usage, I bet that can at least reach Mythic.
Quite pleased with these developments, Randidly ignored the disbelieving mutterings of the Lizakh shade and turned his attention to his Path screen. He had once more shot up to almost 3400 PP during his time on the Path of Blood- it was the fastest growth in terms of PP that Randidly had experienced for years. Combined with the steady development of his new utilization of natural energy, the Randidly who walked out of the mountain would be a much more dangerous version than had walked in.
His fangs steadily sharpened under the pressure of the Grand Pattern.
He even had earned two new Path options. However, Randidly’s expression became heavy when he saw the first one.
“Disciple! Don’t hold back!” The Lizakh shade shouted. “Perhaps my heroic figure inspired you to imitate me, but this enemy cannot be beaten by typical means! Trample him directly.”
Randidly ignored the shade. He pivoted around and pounced forward again. His hands twisted in midair, gathering natural energy just through his movements. That energy spiraled through his forearms and erupted from his palms. The air whistled through his fingers.
Congratulations! Your Skill Tempest Drill (A) has grown to Level 275!
Congratulations! Your Skill Philosophy within the Boundless Deluge (M) has grown to Level 532!
Again the shade shook his head, clearly very aggrieved by the whole situation. Its hands curled in a particular pattern coopting the force of the Tempest Drills and pushing them to the side. Randidly’s eyes flashed; the method this figure used was very similar to the way that had absorbed the wind blades in the lower Steps. Albeit with much more finesse and using a smaller movement.
Still, Randidly had no intention of trying to resist that effect directly. His smile inched outward, revealing hungry teeth. His arms twisted and strained to avoid the redirection, but he didn’t incorporate any of his insights of the Grand Pattern to counter the effect. Without much suspense, his palm strike hit a golden pillar again and dispersed.
The muscles of Randidly’s core tightened as he rebounded and began to cut again at the shade with Tempest Drill. More and more natural energy seethed around Randidly’s body as he began to build up momentum.
Congratulations! Your Skill Tempest Drill (A) has grown to Level 276!
Congratulations! Your Skill Cutting Tide of Amenonuhoko (T) has grown to Level 580!
Congratulations! Your Skill Tempest Drill (A) has grown to Level 277!
“Fine, fine,” The long-haired shade muttered as he redirected Randidly’s attacks again. “Tire yourself out. Torture me. Haaaah, why am I cursed like this? Just let me sleep in peace...”
Randidly continued to strike. His palms were pushed to the side, but he shifted his weight more adeptly and transferred his power with even greater efficiency. He felt the way the Grand Pattern moved through his body and sharpened that blade. The air around him began to hum as the force he gathered grew so large that a portion of it twisted out around the golden pillar, harmlessly churning the surroundings.
Even if the attack didn’t land, that didn’t mean it was meaningless. That energy could then be pulled back through his body, empowering his next strike even further. Randidly didn’t condense a storm, but soon whirlwinds churned around his limbs.
Congratulations! Your Skill Tempest Drill (A) has grown to Level 278!
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Congratulations! Your Skill Tempest (A) has grown to Level 301!
“You...” The long-haired shade watched Randidly accelerate with bulging eyes.