Drogba's first attack was miserably evaded by Sheyan as he rolled and crawled. This time, it successfully left a deep wound on his thigh.
When Drogba was about to unleash his third attack, Sheyan suddenly halted his footsteps. It wasn't because he was too tired, but because in front of him was an incomparably precipitous cliff, with no path ahead!
"I'll give you 10 seconds to consider my proposal." Drogba slowed down his footsteps as he slowly advanced. His gloomy voice reverberated throughout the valley, as though he was coughing while clutching his thigh.
"If you surrender without a fight, then I won't kill you. You will display everything on your body, I will choose 3 items and let you scram. If you resist, then I will mold your blood into a knife, and slowly chop off your flesh piece by piece. Now, tell me your choice. "
Sheyan panted miserably, the injury on his thigh was exceedingly severe, so severe that even his bones could be seen. One could see that he was in such a sorry state that he couldn't even stand straight.
He stared at Drogba with a feverish flame burning in his eyes. This feeling made Drogba feel very uncomfortable. It was as though all his concealment was about to be brutally torn apart and all his secrets were about to be exposed by this man!
"You, are also an arrow at the end of its flight! The road ahead is obviously a dead end, if you are so confident, why don't you rush over and finish me off? Instead, you are spouting nonsense? "
Sheyan's eyes were like needles as he stared at Drogba, enunciating each word clearly.
"Then there's only one possibility. If you want to kill me now, then you will have to pay a price! A very important price! "
Although Drogba's expression was blurry due to his water elemental state, Sheyan's words caused a layer of faint blue ripples to appear on his body. One could tell that his emotions were definitely not calm.
Sheyan continued.
"Maintaining your current water elemental form will definitely consume MP, and you're using the water from afar to transform into limbs and indestructible weapons. I believe that it will also consume a lot of MP. You've been chasing me for so long. Although your HP hasn't decreased much, your MP must be close to exhaustion!"
"So, if you want to continue fighting, you will have to use a precious item that can instantly replenish your MP. That is most likely the honorary medicine. However, you are working with the Nazgûl, and you are going against the Elven heroes. There are many variables in this situation. If you use the honorary medicine here, you will have less protection in the future if you encounter any unexpected situations! This is the main reason why you are willing to make that suggestion. Am I right? "
Drogba shut his eyes. When he opened them again, his body was already glowing with the radiance of an honorary dosage. He coldly declared.
"It's a pity that you've personally destroyed your only chance of survival. You're such a smart person. If you grow up, you'll definitely become a terrifying enemy. Therefore, I want you to die. "
"Oh? Is that so? "Sheyan sneered." If I want to leave, who can stop me? "
As he spoke, he displayed the attributes of the 'Unmodified Amniotank' that he obtained from the Avatar world. He then laughed heartily and said, "That's right. That's right.
"Anyway, I'm still a contestant, so this little loss is really not worth mentioning to me. I'm already satisfied to be able to delay you here and waste an honorary dosage of yours. Goodbye, you damned monster!"
"It's a pity that you can't go anywhere!" Drogba roared. "How can a mere tier 1 contestant like you comprehend the terror of a top Awakener? Come out, 'Mist Prison'! "
In an instant, countless transparent liquid filaments sprayed out from Drogba's body. These filaments quickly intertwined and turned the space around Sheyan and Drogba into a misty area. Sheyan immediately received a notification.
[You've been sealed by enemy's high level ability 'Mist Prison'.]
[Within the 'Mist Prison', your abilities will have a 15% chance of failing. Your damage to your enemy will have a 25% chance of missing. This effect will perfectly stack with other similar effects.]
[Within the 'Mist Prison', all returning interspatial items will lose their effectiveness. The mist has ingeniously isolated all relevant coordinates and reception.]
[Within the 'Mist Prison', all living creatures will receive additional HP regeneration.]
[Any attempt to escape from the 'Mist Prison' will result in a passive imprisonment. Viscous water elements will wrap around your legs and reduce your movement speed by 80%. Unless you can deal 20,000 points of damage to break out of the 'Mist Prison'.]
After Drogba executed this ability, Sheyan realized his water element body had visibly shrunk. If Drogba's height was 180 cm previously, now it had shrunk to 150 cm. Drogba stared at Sheyan as he uttered word by word.
"Do you think you can escape now?"
Sheyan sneered in response.
"I casually took out an item to scare you, and you unleashed such a big move. That move must have consumed a considerable amount of MP right? Even though you've just consumed an honorary dosage and reached your peak state, how long can you last? 3 minutes? 4 minutes? "
Drogba roared crazily as he slammed his fist into the ground.
"If I want to kill you, one minute is too long!"
His roar reverberated in his ears. Swoosh! A terrifying attack drifted in from Sheyan's back. A translucent hand wielding a razor-sharp icicle pierced out from the ground, ferociously thrusting! The thrusting speed of this enormous hand far exceeded Sheyan's agility. Although he tried his best to dodge, his back was once again lacerated with blood.
"I will fulfill my promise." Drogba gritted his teeth. "I will mold your blood into a knife, and slowly chop off your flesh piece by piece!"
After receiving another stab, Sheyan's HP had plummeted to the brink of danger. If he received another stab, he would definitely enter a near-death state! If he was struck into near-death state during a duel, even with 'Life-link', he would only die a few minutes earlier or later.
At this moment, Sheyan sighed. It was a sigh that was not without regret, but it also carried a strange aura, as if it was a sigh of helplessness.
"Mister Drogba, I could have sacrificed a storyline elf wizard to trigger the detonator after you guys were teleported to the bottom of the cliff. As for why I didn't do so, do you know why?"
Drogba was currently accumulating energy, preparing for his next attack. He completely ignored Sheyan. Instead, Sheyan continued.
"Most importantly, I was afraid the elf wizard wouldn't grasp the opportunity. If he fled in fear of death, then you guys wouldn't be able to divert your forces to chase after me, and lessen the pressure on my comrade."
"More importantly, I wanted to witness for myself the strength of a party member who dared to lay down such a grand trap."
"Of course, the most important reason was because I accidentally disposed of your party's vice leader, that backpack-carrying man. The reward I obtained from him, allowed me to obtain an additional option, an additional trump card – a trump card that nobody would think of obtaining!"
Drogba sneered, as he mocked.
"Death is at hand, and you still want to boast shamelessly?"
Sheyan continued, "That's right.
"From the looks of it, a first tier contestant challenging an Awakener who is several tiers higher than himself, is indeed pushing it."
"Therefore." Sheyan suddenly raised his head, gazing at Drogba with an expression as though he was looking at a prey that had fallen into a trap!
"Mister Drogba, you should feel extremely honored. Because you are most likely my first prey after successfully advancing into a Reserve-duty Growth-Hunter!"
"A powerful, plump, tasty prey!"
As Sheyan spoke, he frantically allocated his free attribute points to his physique. Sheyan hadn't touched his basic physique for a long time, as it crazily soared, all the way to the 50 points mark!!!
At present, Sheyan gave off the impression of a berserk dragon that had been imprisoned for thousands of years, breaking free from its shackles in a flash. Then, it aimed towards the sky, the earth, the sea, and the universe, as it released a frenzied roar!
If not for today's incident, Sheyan reckoned he would continue accumulating free attribute points. His ambition was to raise his two basic attributes to 50 points. However, after experiencing the recent worlds, Sheyan felt that this idea wasn't realistic at all.
Thus, he decided to improvise according to the circumstances. Now that he was forced to a dead end, Sheyan finally let go of the obsession in his heart, and broke through ….. the boundary!
In the instance when his basic attributes reached the 50 points mark, Sheyan instantly felt as though time had stopped flowing. Everything around him was distorted and blurred like a whirlpool. The nightmare imprint on his chest glowed brilliantly, as a series of notifications transmitted over.
[Congratulations, your basic attribute 'Physique' has exceeded 50 points without any benefits!!!]
[You are the first person in this realm to exceed 50 points in physique without any benefits!]
[You have received an additional 30 achievement points as a reward. Please collect your achievement points upon returning to the realm.]
"The additional basic attribute rewards that you have received are as follows. Please make your choice within ten seconds." If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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