Chapter 1271: Stack! Stack!! Stack!!!
Chapter 1271: Stack! Stack!! Stack!!!
Draco wasn't done yet!
Stack! Stack!! Stack!!!
STACK FOR ME!!!!
War Monger!
His body erupted in flames as if he had entered the fabled Kaioken state, his outline expanded by the red hue. Heat radiated off Draco crazily as the Warmonger skill took effect, increasing all damage by 300%!
Dark Fires!
Right on cue, his two blades, which had been untouched by the burning red aura, erupted into their own black flames, deeply contrasting the color coming from their wielder. Dark fires were a mixture of destruction and darkness energy, taking two of Draco's strongest elements and merging them into a singular power that significantly enhanced damage!
Destruction Barrier!
Immediately, a blackish tint coated the red aura surrounding Draco's body, forming the destruction barrier that blocked 150% of incoming damage below the Divine Rank for 45 minutes. For this type of thing, it didn't make sense for it to block 150% of damage, right?
What, was it going to remove the whole attack and then heal the user for half of its damage? If there was a skill with this mechanic, then it would not even be a mere Divine skill, but either Origin or Eternal Rank!
150% meant that if the attack the enemy used said it dealt 300% damage to you, this barrier would directly remove 150% of it away on the spot regardless. If the enemy had a skill that dealt 150% or less, then too bad; your entire skill was negated.
Rapid Hands!
Dexterity!
Rapid Legs!
Evasion!
These four skills were self-buffs that increased movement speed, attack speed, dexterity, and evasion chances. Their percentages were explosive enough that, coupled with the already nonsensical Semi-Eternal stats, Draco's body began to blur and buzz while standing in the same spot. Continue your journey on m|v-l'e -.com
Beside him, his avatar grinned and exploded with exactly the same buffs but to a slightly weaker degree. Avatar Draco did not wield the swords openly, but rather pointed a finger and placed himself at the back, intending to act as a long-range DPS using subjective magic.
Real Draco was on a time limit since Banish and Soul Warp could only constrain Byron and Clove for a short duration each, so he directly charged forth while using one of his new Sword Skills!
"Peerless Sword Style, Sword Skill 97: Blazing Forceps!"
Draco burst forward, causing space itself to crack slightly from his sheer power, swinging his right sword in a low sweep, coming in at a 120° angle. While his right hand made that attack, his left used the other sword to make an overhead sweep that came in from the 320° angle.
If one looked at Draco from the side, he would look like a pair of scissors snipping at something, with his body acting as the pivot.
However, this was the Peerless Sword Style that was created to merge three things: his Control, his sword ability, and subjective magic! Forceps was a normal move he already possessed in his Paragon Sword Skills, which only merged the sword and Control together, so added with subjective magic, what would that yield?
A searing aura of fire emerged over the swords and extended, forming an astral projection sort of expansion, overlaying the two blades and forming a copy that was almost ten times larger. This image moved in tandem with the swords themselves, snipping at Draco's target, which happened to be Darlia.
She was the team healer and was a demure humanoid female with blue skin. However, her current self was wearing a cold expression as she casually stretched out a hand and manifested a green shield in front of her that was constructed from Divine Energy mixed with a hint of Origin.
Draco's blow struck it and caused the shield to crack, along with a strong shockwave that caused the wind to billow all around, making Darlia's expression shift as she tried to retreat. Draco naturally wouldn't allow this as his avatar pointed out, releasing a beam of light energy condensed into the thickness of a string, akin to a death beam.
The beam instantly penetrated the shield as Draco's avatar also imbued his subjective magic with his Divine Laws and Divine Energy forcefully. This caused the healer to be left open as the beam struck her shoulder and pierced through, causing her face to pale significantly.
Just as Draco was about to behead her, his eyes were forcibly torn away and brought to Makar, who was charging over, roaring in a bestial tone. The roar caused something to happen to Draco that he was familiar with from his fights in the previous timeline, which was a forced taunt!
Since his enemy used a wisp of Origin energy provided by the bosses up there, it became unblockable for Draco, who could ignore all debuffs and limiters below the Divine Rank. Even his avatar was forced to turn his head and aim at Makar, calling down a strike of bucket-sized lightning from the sky imbued with Divine Energy.
Makar's face changed as he wielded his axe upward to block it but was struck terribly, causing the area around him to explode with potent lightning energy. Draco charged in afterward, striking the dazed tank with his blades by using Peerless Sword Skill 10, Fire Wave!
There was no way for Makar to block this in time as he was suffering from a stun effect from the lightning attack, which made his face change as Draco's sword reached his neck. However, Draco suddenly fell to his knees as if a mountain weighed upon his back, his teeth clenched with strain.
Makar leaped back while clutching his throat, nodding to his teammate Varon. This was the werewolf-like guy who spoke in a refined accent, whose ability was enemy control. He had placed an extremely powerful <Suppress> debuff on Draco back with Origin Energy, so that too was unblockable by his various methods.
With this opening, Jenna, that rapacious birdwoman who was now fully coated in futuristic metallic armor, charged over with a giant mace, her flight speed almost half of Draco's movement speed! This was the weakness of stats; they could easily have their utility replicated by the power of laws!
She would not pass on this chance when Draco was suppressed to deal some damage or kill him, her mace glowing with an orange light! Naturally, she was imbued with the same buff as the lower members of the WMP, which could delete Draco's account if he was killed!
Of course, not really. Even the main Origin Gods could not truly kill him nor delete his account with their full power; how much less a wisp coated on Jenna's weapon? Even if Draco was more suppressed within the realm than in the void bloodline-wise, killing him was a gamble that all parties understood had a low chance.
Deleting his account was of an even lower chance; they would be offending the Origin Gods of Western Fantasy, who were waiting for Draco to perfect Refinement and become their lapdog slave. If those fellows found out, the WMP would be thrust into an even more troublesome situation than a mere Eternal seedling like Draco, who may or may not realize his full potential.
Jenna swung down on Draco, aiming to smash his head in and kill him, but Draco roared and utilized his spatial bloodline ability to isolate himself from the attacking birdwoman. Even though he could not break the debuff or cleanse it due to its energy having Origin traces, he could still affect the rest of the world freely.
Jenna paused in mid-air, seeming like a lagged-out character in a game because her wings were still flapping furiously and she was still locomoting normally in real time, but her actual momentum was halted as she stood in one place.
Draco had extended the space between them greatly, essentially forcing Jenna down a long tunnel that was more than a million miles in length despite being only a few meters away from Draco visually.
Meanwhile, Draco's avatar was forced to create multiple earth element barriers as he blocked supercharged arrow after supercharged arrow from Gerrick, the 1000th Squad's only other pure human male who was also an archer.
The formerly handsome fellow's lovely blue eyes had been plucked out and replaced by two glass-like beads that had data rapidly calculating through them, feeding him the best trajectory to fire and how to deal with his targets.
The avatar was having a tough time dealing with the arrows since they were all of the Supreme Law Rank in terms of power, with traces of Origin power. In fact, the Origin power was held back by Gerrick as he seemed to only want to suppress the avatar and prevent it from assisting Draco, preserving his Origin power.
However, his mistake was underestimating Draco as a whole. A paragon of the mind and peak Dark Angel, splitting his mind into different streams to handle multiple things at once was now akin to eating and drinking water for him. While he continually manifested defenses, he flicked a finger and condensed a field of ice near his main body, causing anyone who traversed it to be slowed.
"HAAAH!" Draco roared as he exploded with destruction energy and stood up, finally having worn down the Origin power within the debuff, ready to fight once more.
He saw Varon point to him again to apply another debuff while Jenna used her Origin power to smash his spatial tunnel, flying towards him. On top of that, he couldn't turn to deal with them as Makar roared his taunt again, forcing him to focus only on him.
Draco suddenly grinned with madness, taking out one of the few precious Origin crystals he possessed that was given to him by Norma for use in breaking through at a later stage of Refinement. He then crushed the crystal and infused its power into his body, time seemingly slowing down around him as he invested it all into one attack.
Cauldron Of Evil!
"EVERYONE, INTO THE FUCKING POT!" Draco roared with utter malevolence as he jumped into the air and manifested a giant golden pot with a powerful gas burner underneath that was connected to the void. Immediately, a chef's hat appeared on his head as well as a giant ladle in his right hand.
The pot filled with whitish-orange liquid, which was the basic Divine Energy he supplied plus the Origin Energy supplied by the crystal, which suddenly initiated a pulling effect on all enemies within a 50-mile radius according to the skill's power.
The faces of all the members of the 1000th Squad changed greatly as they felt the pull acting on them, resisting it greatly. However, this skill's effect was absolute, so they immediately burned all the Origin energy they had been given to hold on, looking like people being dragged by a tornado but holding back.
This lasted for more than 2 minutes as the liquid within the cauldron drained as it was expanded to manifest the pull, during which the skill and cauldron disappeared into the void and were sent into cooldown.
However, the members of the 1000th Squad could not sigh with relief as they had exhausted a large majority of the given Origin energy and could not replace it without going back up into the void.
However, as they looked up, they saw that Draco's avatar was hovering far into the sky, grinning cruelly as he had set up many magic traps and attacks awaiting anyone who dared to ascend. With their minuscule Origin energy left, they were no longer akin to Semi-Origin Gods but reduced to merely very strong Supreme Law True Gods.
And those were something Draco could deal with.
The man himself slowly floated to the ground after the skill had been canceled, his foot gently touching the grass as he cricked his neck to the left and right with a playful smile.
"Now that your hacks are gone, let's try this again, shall we?" he said confidently as he raised his dual blades and flourished them, causing waves of dark fire to destroy the land to his left and right.