Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton-Chapter 916 - 504 What a Coincidence I Know This Secret
Chapter 916: Chapter 504: What a Coincidence, I Know This Secret Technique
Chapter 916: Chapter 504: What a Coincidence, I Know This Secret Technique
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Because of their size, once an Undead creature is spawned from the corpse of a dragon, the Soul Strength will be dozens to hundreds of times stronger than that of ordinary Undead at the same level.
Just like Big Bone, being a Golden Skeleton, it is far stronger than an ordinary Golden Skeleton, with just a single swipe causing others to fall apart.
The Dragon Undead in front of him originated from a dragon’s corpse, with a soul so strong it even had its own exclusive name—Dragon Soul.
If the Dragon Soul were to condense into a Dragon Soul Heart, its strength could be hundreds of times that of an average Golden Skeleton; a terrifying existence comparable to the Lord of Mourning.
Ange knew that the soul of this body could certainly not match the Dragon Undead unless he brought over his true body. Thus, Ange erected his Black Crystal fingers and after a surge of spiritual power, transformed it into a Spirit Touch that blasted onto the Dragon Undead’s body.
Undead have no physical form, and any directed attack they could avoid by dispersing their shape, or by scattering the part where the attack would land.
But just as it thought the Spirit Touch would pass through its hollow form, its forward momentum was abruptly halted.
Looking down, it saw the tip of the Spirit Touch had formed into a large net, sticking to the ‘rib’ area of its form.
Those with weak spiritual power cannot see the Spirit Touch. Leixinna, who invented the Spirit Touch, couldn’t see it either. But the Dragon Undead could, indicating it possessed immense spiritual power.
However, it was evidently unfamiliar with the Spirit Touch attack, and it was somewhat stunned when it saw itself stuck: “Hm?”
The Spirit Touch contracted, a force surged forth, pulling it violently towards Ange’s direction for a fierce pounding.
The Dragon Undead was confused by the first smash to the ground, but it reacted by the second one. As it was preparing for the third smash, it waved its form and severed Ange’s Spirit Touch, unleashing a Soul Impact with a roar.
When a Dragon Soul several times stronger than yours roars in anger, the Soul Impact is like a massive wave, an overwhelming force akin to a tsunami. Even the waves it pushed ahead were enough to shatter ordinary souls to pieces.
But across from it was no ordinary being. The Dragon Undead noticed that Ange merely leaned forward slightly, standing firm, withstanding the tsunami-like Soul Impact.
The Dragon Undead felt as if there was a massive shadow behind Ange, a shadow taller than the waves themselves, where its own Soul Impact seemed but ripples caused by a breeze.
“My eyes must be playing tricks on me. Kvada, too many all-nighters, haven’t slept in years, can’t keep this up anymore,” the Dragon Undead muttered to itself.
But no matter how much it muttered, Ange stood firm against the Soul Impact and then opened his mouth to unleash his own roar.
“Kvada, a Soul Shock Beam? When did you learn that?” Negris shouted in shock internally.
Some time ago on Prison of Death Island, he encountered an Undead driving a Soul Car who used a Soul Shock Beam, gathering the Soul Impact into a single beam for a more concentrated and destructive force.
This left a deep impression on Negris, as it was the only variation of Soul Impact he had ever seen. It was as if everyone else threw punches with their fists, but its punch was a spike.
The spike pierced the Dragon Undead’s Dragon Soul, eliciting a scream of agony.
Ange took the opportunity to raise his fingers again, flicking out Spirit Touch to grab the Dragon Undead and pound it ruthlessly.
With every smash, it was like dabbing the floor with a sponge. Each time the sponge lifted, the floor became wet.
The places where he struck released wisps of the breath of death, signifying that the Dragon Undead had lost part of its form.
The Dragon Undead waved its hand, cutting off the Spirit Touch and retreated in confusion, clearly bewildered by the turn of events.
As a Dragon Undead, it had great confidence in its Dragon Soul. Even the straw man Wuga dared not enter its domain.
Why did Wuga not dare to enter the Knowledge Temple built by the Monarch and lurk only on the outside? Because this was its domain.
Yet this person who had suddenly appeared, not only possessed astonishing attack methods but also matched its soul strength, which was truly shocking.
Its retreat prompted Ange to press forward, Soul Shock Beam! The scene repeated, Ange repeatedly striking as if he had only remembered Negris’s teaching of ‘grab and hammer away.’
The Dragon Undead struggled free, Ange attacked, grabbed it and hammered away, and the cycle continued, the ground pocked with the points emitting the breath of death taken from the Dragon Undead’s form.
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Grey and the others were dumbfounded, and Tiguli whispered after watching for a while, “Principal, is this how all the powerful ones fight… peculiarly?”
With a grave expression, Grey responded, “Ugly, right? Like a petty street fight? No, it’s simply a tactic that chooses practicality over flashy skill. It may not look cool, but it fully utilizes one’s strengths, and that is the essence of true combat.”
Continuing solemnly, Grey added, “It’s not easy to accomplish. Practicality sometimes means being unappealing, devoid of fancy chants, no excessive waste, and without even a care for posture.”
“I’ve seen Combat Magicians who, in order to reduce their visibility, fight while lying on the ground. If the enemy is nearsighted, it’s even hard to fix them with a gaze. To be honest, I can’t do it. Sometimes when I cast magic, I subconsciously pursue aesthetics; the adult is too professional.”
