There was clearly a reason why Nedlan the Bloodclaw was so famous among the Inhumans.
Although he had been beaten up by the Long Ears' chief due to his carelessness and underestimation of his foe, Vulcan could see that his HP bar was just a little over half.
But when Vulcan started fighting with his opponent, he discovered that this guy, who was only level 29 and eight levels lower than him, was actually quite strong.
It wasn't that he was all-rounded, but the effect of his frighteningly high Agility alone.
Nedlan's claw would only reduce his HP by single digits even if it hit him, and the overall damage wasn't that great. On the other hand, if Vulcan could hit him, he would definitely lose a chunk of his HP. To put it simply, he had low attack and brittle HP, which he must have sacrificed in exchange for frightening Agility.
And yet, his opponent's high Agility kept Vulcan missing no matter how he moved!
If even he was in such a state, Joey, who was lower in level and had less HP, was naturally in a worse state. He had already left the battle to drink cola to replenish his HP.
"Tsk, damn it …"
Vulcan panted and cursed after Nedlan's claw left three bloody gashes on his face again, while his counterattack was easily evaded.
"Heh heh. You lot are quite durable … usually, my claws would tear apart the weaklings. Not bad, you're giving me a good time!" Nedlan the Bloodclaw licked his claws, smiling as if he was a pervert.
Vulcan only realized that he had been thinking off the mark after he said that.
Perhaps to digitalized Players, Nedlan's claws were no different from other attacks since it only took HP.
But what if it was for people without a system? Those claws that were as sharp as lancet blades could easily cut through thick skin and expose the enemy's innards without breaking a sweat, wouldn't they?
That way, he could deal lethal damage even if he was weak.
Moreover, his high Agility that allowed him to evade most attacks and make up for his lack of defense made him a troublesome opponent for most!
Perhaps Heavy Armor Warriors and the like would be able to restrain this fellow, rendering his claws useless. However, due to the heavy armor, it would be even more difficult to hit the opponent, so it was not considered a fatal flaw.
Just as Vulcan was thinking about how he could defeat Nedlan, he suddenly noticed that Zonyan was tagging him wildly on the forums.
Since he couldn't hit anything, he opened the forum while attacking blindly.
[Zonyan: Vulcan: How's the battle going?
[Zonyan: Vulcan, are you guys done?]
Zonyan: [Vulcan, I've run into a problem here. You guys hurry over!]
'Oh no, could Zonyan's side be unable to hold out?'
It wasn't impossible. Even if Zonyan had rich combat experience and was one level higher than himself, he was still a Berserker.
Even if Berserk Berserk was to quickly clear a low-level dungeon, he would still only have half of his Health Points left after a full set of skills — and that was with the help of healing skills!
Come to think of it, it would be normal if Zonyan really couldn't make it.
It seemed that he had to think of a way to end this battle as soon as possible.
Just as Vulcan thought that, Zonyan's next message arrived before he could come up with a good strategy.
Zonyan: [Vulcan, if you don't come …]
Words of? Vulcan was stunned. Then, he read the rest of the story.
Zonyan: [Vulcan, I'm about to kill the enemy.]
Vulcan:???
Are you in such a hurry to show off in front of me?
"This can't go on …" That being said, Vulcan was really impressed by Zonyan's bragging. Panting, his mind began to churn frantically. "It doesn't matter how powerful my Evil Sword is if I can't hit it. From the looks of things, even soul manipulation skills would have a hard time catching that guy. If that's the case, I can only try an AOE skill on the path of a circle spirit … luckily, I still have some skill points left."
"What are you blabbering about?! I'm going to kill you if you don't come! " Nedlan the Bloodclaw was still taunting Vulcan, not realizing that his attitude was changing.
With that, he turned into a black shadow and charged towards Vulcan with sharp blood-red radiance!
"Then let's start with this — Monument: Elegy of the Frozen Sea!"
Vulcan stabbed his longsword into the ground.
In the next split second, a tombstone descended from the skies and landed in front of him so abruptly and powerfully that Nedlan the Bloodclaw, who was halfway through his charge, promptly turned back and stared at the tombstone warily.
The inscriptions on the tombstone lit up one by one, and then a translucent humanoid spirit body with a cold aura crawled out of it. Then, many chains appeared on the tombstone and tightly locked it, binding it to the tombstone.
"What the hell is that?!"
Nedlan the Bloodclaw couldn't help exclaiming as he watched everything unfold before him.
"Guess! Monument: Zod the Swordfiend! "
Another tombstone descended with Vulcan's skill, and a humanoid figure crawled out of it. This time, however, the spirit familiar that was bound to the tombstone was holding a longsword and appeared a little weird.
"Pretending to be mysterious, go to hell!"
Unable to hold back, Nedlan the Bloodclaw charged towards Vulcan!
But just as he entered the range of the first tombstone, he felt as if he had been thrown into ice water, a bone-chilling sensation spreading all over his body!
Naturally, he made a huge mistake in his movements, and even slowed down considerably!
"Damn it!" Nedlan quickly dodged when he realized the danger, narrowly avoiding Vulcan's Shura's Evil Blade.
But in that split second, he stepped into the range of the second tombstone.
This time, Vulcan didn't attack himself. Instead, the spirit familiar that was bound by soul chains suddenly swung its longsword at Nedlan.
"Man-slaying Sword!"
There was no sound, but Nedlan could hear a cold male voice ringing beside his ears.
In the next split second, a puff of blood spurted out of his chest! The wound that appeared out of nowhere quickly soaked his gray fur.
"Damn it, what the hell is that … I can't keep fighting this evil thing, I have to run …"
Being a fanatic who enjoyed fighting didn't mean he enjoyed being tortured. Before figuring out the truth behind the situation, Nedlan had no intention to continue fighting.
"It's too late to escape now … You must have killed many people, right? A guy like you should just become a familiar spirit and be forever bound to the monument, unable to touch the truth of death! Golden Monument – Soul Suppressing Song! "
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CHAPTER 209 - CHAPTER 209
Spirit familiar
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