[Roland Mist. Strength 32 (+ 10), Agility 22, Constitution 22, Intelligence 30, Will 21, Charm 19. Talent Abilities: War Angel Form, Sinful Demon Form, Sword of Order, Titan Body, Shadow Feet, Divine Child, Barrier of Chaos. Basic job class: Level 60 Order Knight/Level 60 Chaos Witch King/Level 10 Four Elemental Swordcasters. Advanced job class: Level 4 Lord of Winter (self-created).]
[System Evaluation: An excellent meat shield capable of directly facing off against an Immemorial Dragon. A Gold-ranked novice who can rival Legend-ranked warriors. If you really want to find a Dragon of Time to prove me wrong, that's fine too. System Notification: Congratulations, you have succeeded. The two before you are even more ferocious at melee combat than an Immemorial Dragon. But aren't you forgetting something? You're a mage!]
Compared to my time in the Northlands, my System interface hadn't changed much. My stats were still extremely average. The only difference was that I had taken a small step forward in my advanced job class. Aso's gift not only gave me a large amount of magical knowledge, but also gave me the buff of + 1 in Willpower and + 1 in Intelligence.
Willpower didn't really matter anymore. After all, that was only important to Aso. I didn't need a higher Willpower to strengthen my defense against mental magic. Intelligence was a mage's main stat, and it was also related to the accuracy and precision of magical research. This buff of + 1 in Intelligence allowed me to break through the threshold of 30 points in Intelligence. This was a huge gain.
This was also the first stat that I had ever reached level 30. However, perhaps there were still some conditions that I hadn't fulfilled yet, so the talent ability to break through in Intelligence hadn't been bestowed upon me.
Although I really wanted to complain, when I thought about how Harloys's frighteningly high 40 points in Intelligence didn't awaken any powerful abilities, I felt that my 30 points in Intelligence didn't have any qualitative changes, so I felt that it was quite fair.
Harloys was burdened by me, her magical pet's master. However, I couldn't explain myself. I knew what the reason was. I was a sly person who would run away from battles whenever I had the chance. I would do my best to avoid battles that were too difficult, dangerous, or meaningless. But sometimes, it was better to be a bit foolish.
The protagonists of hot-blooded legends were usually hot-blooded idiots. However, this wasn't some nonsense about idiots having dumb luck or being favored by the heavens. It was simply that single-celled organisms didn't fear challenges or failure. The more trouble they caused and the more battles they fought, the faster they would grow. As long as they stuck to their original intentions and accumulated plenty of combat experience, their growth rate would basically be the same as cheating … Fine then, I was talking about that brat Adam. Sometimes, it was truly enviable to not think about anything at all.
I could faintly sense that the next breakthrough would be incredibly important to me. I had also reached the basic requirements for breaking through, but I always felt like I was lacking something.
Every bit of effort was equal to the reward. Even the best gemstones would need to be polished in order to shine. Perhaps my bloodline contained limitless power, but I also needed to be tempered to shine. From the moment that I left the Underground, I had probably experienced a tough battle with Ömdiroken. I seemed to be having quite a good time, but a great battle was imminent. If I didn't push myself to the brink of death, how could the hidden potential in my body possibly grow explosively in the future?
"I also know that I need more actual combat in order to rapidly grow stronger. Fighting on the brink of death is the best training … But isn't it a bit foolish to constantly be on the brink of death for no reason?"
Perhaps it was just my personality. Even if I knew that this was an old problem of mine, I couldn't change it. I would always think too much. As a warrior, it wasn't necessarily a good thing to think too much.
"Sometimes, I really envy Adam, Cavendish, and the others. They don't care about anything and only want to do whatever they want. Their growth rate is just like cheating. I've done all sorts of schemes to obtain all sorts of resources and support, but I'm only barely able to keep up with them. "
However, there was one thing that I shared with these two hot-blooded idiots. If I really had to fight, I would …
"Fighting is all about courage!"
I casually tossed aside the cracked Calamity Magic Sword. In front of such an opponent, such a weak sword would be useless.
"Ömdiroken's Wall of Sighs!"
A huge Myth-ranked shield covered my arm. The carving of Ömdiroken on the shield seemed to be roaring. This shield didn't have any amazing abilities, but it helped stabilize my trembling arm.
[Immovable Mountain: The wielder's Stamina is increased by 2. If the wielder also wears the SemiGod Equipment Earth Roar Bracers, as long as the wielder stands on the ground, the wielder will be able to transfer some of the damage to the ground and will never be knocked down.]
This seemed like a good ability, but it was actually just an ability to take hits. It didn't have the physical damage reduction that top-level defensive equipment should have. It would hurt as much as it hurt, and if a vital part of my body was hit, I would still die. This was doubtlessly a very useless ability.
Even if I could use the set's stats, I would still need the SemiGod Equipment Earth Roar Bracers as a supplement. I couldn't even leave the ground, which was quite troublesome. But right now, this was the most suitable ability for me.
"Come, let's see who falls first."
The War Angel form's greatest advantage was its ability to fly. In order to use the special abilities of these two pieces of equipment, I could only keep my feet on the ground.
“this is Sparta！ I'll show you Roland's determination … F * ck, don't hit my face! "
I ignored the dark circles under my eyes caused by my initial mistake. I took a deep breath and observed my opponent's movements. I lowered my head, bent over, and took a step back to dodge that heavy punch. If I couldn't dodge it, I would use my shield to block it and take the opportunity to counterattack.
* Clang! *
The gigantic demon statue had no emotions. It didn't hesitate, and it didn't waver. Every attack was as powerful as a mountain, and every attack was as accurate as a needle. Even if blood and flesh flew everywhere, it still didn't have any mercy or killing intent. It simply attacked and defended at its own pace, as if it was a secret machine that was completing its own work.
Meanwhile, its opponent was a man made of flesh, but his performance was even more like an iron man than an iron man.
Did I break my arm? I put on a layer of ice to numb the pain and continued.
My right eye felt like it was blind? And my left eye? My left eye was gone as well, but I still had sharp spatial perception.
Did my internal organs receive heavy damage from the powerful recoil? I was fine. I spat out some blood and continued.
"Faster, faster. This isn't difficult at all. It's just a simple mechanical movement. Think back to your past combat experience. How many opponents have you met who are more cunning and difficult to deal with? "
My eyes were already hazy, but the entire spatial layout appeared in my mind. The trajectory of that heavy punch was so obvious that I could sense it even if I closed my eyes.
"Faster, faster. The limits of my physical body and stamina? It's still too early for me to reach that level compared to the desperate situations I faced in the past! "
Although I couldn't even stand steadily, my footsteps were perfectly fine. Since I couldn't move faster, then I would simplify and reorganize all of my movements. I would use the smallest movement to obtain the best effect. I would take a step forward, bend my body, and suddenly jump backwards. All I needed to do was dodge the punch.
"Faster, faster. I'm not a coward who only knows how to take a beating. "
Gradually, I seemed to get used to my opponent's rhythm. I switched from total defense to total offense. I went from defense to offense. I went from defense to offense, and now I had a balance between offense and defense. Now that I was starting to switch from offense to defense, the Hibernation Chill effect on my arm was finally starting to take effect, gradually tilting the scales in my favor.
[Hibernation Chill: This effect is added to any ice element attack. Every attack will reduce the opponent's speed by 1%. This effect can be stacked. It's impossible to avoid. However, after stacking is stopped. The effect will automatically disappear after ten minutes.]
As my attacks accumulated, the Hibernation Chill also slowed down the demon golem's speed.
"Faster, faster. At the very least, I have to be faster than this iron lump! "
Yep, this was a battle of time and willpower. Would the demon golem stop moving first, or would I be beaten to death?
"Faster, even faster!"
Due to the loss of blood, I was now too weak. Even though I had already predicted my opponent's movements, even though his heavy punches were only moving at half speed, I no longer had the strength to move. Just as I expected that my head would explode like a walnut in the next instant, something unexpected suddenly occurred.
* Clang! *
The entire world seemed to pause for an instant. A certain bell suddenly rang, and then everything returned to normal. However, something was completely different. What I saw now was a completely different world.
[Congratulations for activating your natural talent ability …]
I didn't have the time to look at my System's notification or my inevitable venomous tongue. My iron fists were still as deadly as ever. I could only follow my instincts and fight. However, I discovered to my astonishment that my opponent's speed and punches were both much slower than before. It was as if …
"… I have a chance to win! Faster! Faster! "
My final bit of stamina brought me victory. Finally, before I completely lost consciousness, my two demon golems were almost completely unable to move. They could only slowly move their gigantic bodies.
The battles around me had already concluded. All the elemental creatures had been killed. This pitiful battle caused my companions to only focus on the physical body of the "gladiator". They believed that he would win in the end, just like how he always did in the past.
And the truth was just as I expected … Just like how he always did in the past, he did what he said he would …
…
"Ahhh! Stinky pervert, your dirty bodily fluids have entered my body! Ahhh! I'm being polluted! I'm so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable! I'm going to break! I'm going to break! Hurry and pull it out! "
Heloise's moans echoed in the empty room. Everyone looked at me with a strange gaze, as if I was doing something heinous and unforgivable.
"Don't intentionally misunderstand! I'm only using your clone as a band-aid to stop the bleeding. What bodily fluids? Don't make things up! "
"I'm not making things up! Isn't blood a bodily fluid? It feels so strange to have someone else's blood flowing through your own body! Only you would tear off another person's body and use it as a bandage! You're going too far! You're such a demon! "
"You'll be able to reproduce endlessly anyway. You're basically no different from the lowest-level Slimes. Eh? Perhaps you'll be able to develop some other uses apart from bandages, such as silly cat underwear … Don't bite me! I'm really going to die if you keep biting me. "
Harloys's mouth twitched in the end as she joked around with me.
"It seems that you've already obtained what you wanted."
I couldn't help but tear up as I looked at the notification on my System that my hard work had finally paid off … Don't misunderstand, they weren't tears of happiness. They were tears of embarrassment from not knowing how to respond.
Did I succeed in making a breakthrough while on the brink of death? I succeeded. The new racial talents on my System's interface indicated that I had indeed made a breakthrough, but …
"Why did I make a breakthrough in Stamina and Agility? I'm a mage. My 30 Intelligence points should've been for a breakthrough in Intelligence, right? "
"… Just now, you were a mage. I thought it was either a barbarian duel or a Warrior Monks masochistic asceticism."
When I thought about it, I instantly felt awkward. I indeed didn't seem like a mage at all. Even if I had obtained an opportunity to make a breakthrough, it might not have been an opportunity to become a mage.
"That was a perfect Knight duel! You're the perfect example of a Knight's spirit! That unyielding willpower! That impenetrable defense! Then … Teacher, what's wrong with you? "
Cohen still didn't realize that he had dealt a powerful blow to his teacher as he watched me become more and more depressed. However, that wasn't the worst part.
The battle had already ended. According to the tower master's design, we had already completed the trial. These two adamantine magic statues would be the final bosses, but …
"What? You want him to be the new tower master? Dream on! Didn't you see what just happened? That guy isn't an intelligent mage at all. He's clearly just a short-haired monkey who hasn't even gotten to know his own limits yet. If I had to choose him, I might as well have chosen a gnome. At the very least, gnomes would know to run away when they see the adamantine magic statues. "
This was the tower spirit Meteor's synthesized voice, which was quite similar to the name of the other twin tower spirit of the Three-Colored Tower — Garden.
Alright then, I won't comment on how strange it sounded to have these two names together. But right now, one-half of the Three-Colored Tower's management authority was rejecting a new master. This was doubtlessly a super troublesome matter.
Not only that, the Demon of Mischief's tower spirit Meteor that we were familiar with was actually speaking up for me.
"No matter what, he completed the trial. According to the rules, he should become the new tower master. Although he didn't use his mage intelligence in battle, he was basically a Manchurian who only thought with his knees. He discovered that the adamantine magic statues didn't have any lightning resistance. They would slow down if they were struck by lightning. He also didn't discover that there was a magical rune on the back of the magic statue's waist that could control him. That's his weak spot. He also didn't discover any system notification that the fire elemental pool had an incantation to control the magic statues … Fine then, he was indeed unreliable. How about we try again? "
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