Skill Forge: Broken Extra Character

Chapter 176 Trials and Dragons

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Class: Magic Swordsman

Level: 102

HP: 823

MP: 270

Strength: 500

Agility: 800

Intelligence: 270

Perception: 269

Undistributed Points: 0

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"That thing is huge!" Rey exclaimed, unable to hold back his awe as the colossal dragon loomed over the battlefield.

Elora snapped into action. "Alright, you guys, we need to move. Ghost, come on out."

A low growl resonated from the shadows as Elora's Death Wolf, Ghost, emerged. Its fur as dark as the underwold sending a ghostly aura, its eyes burning with an otherworldly intensity as it stepped forward, the shadows trailing behind it like smoke.

Before Morrigan could protest, Elora grabbed her arm and pulled her along. "Come on, we don't have time!"

"No way! This is insane!" Morrigan yelled, her resistance strong but futile. As they argued, Ghost bolted forward, launching itself from the wall with unrelenting speed.

"Wait... WHAT?!!!" Morrigan screamed, her voice piercing as they plunged toward the ground. Elora sat calmly beside her, looking unfazed.

The wind rushed past them, Morrigan's shrieks intensifying with every second. "We're going to crash!"

Elora smirked, clearly enjoying the chaos. "Pipe down already and watch this." She patted Ghost reassuringly. "Alright, Ghost, do your thing."

Ghost's sharp eyes locked onto a small shadow cast by a fallen corpse below. Without hesitation, it aimed for the shadow, diving straight into it. The trio disappeared into the darkness, swallowed whole by the shadow.

They re-emerged seamlessly from another shadow a few steps away on the battlefield. The transition was so sudden that Morrigan's screams cut off in an instant, replaced by a dizzy groan.

Morrigan wobbled unsteadily, trying to regain her footing. "I... I think I'm going to..."

Before she could finish, Ghost sped onward, unfazed by her state, dragging them deeper into the fight.

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Meanwhile, Aiden stepped forward, his Mystic Tiger, Babel, materializing beside him in a burst of radiant energy. Its sleek, muscular form glimmered with faint streaks of magic, and its eyes shone with intelligence and power.

"Alright, Babel, time to move," Aiden said, his excitement clear.

Cedric and Finn joined him, climbing onto Babel's broad back as its massive wings unfurled with an audible whoosh.

[Thunder God's Throw]

With a powerful heave, Jett hurled the spear with godlike force. The weapon tore through the air, spinning with deadly precision before piercing deep into the dragon's side. The impact alone was enough to create a gaping wound, but Jett wasn't done yet.

Streams of electricity erupted from the spear, coursing through the dragon's body. The water-soaked and ice-ridden areas amplified the current, sending jolts of pain through the massive creature. It roared in agony, its thrashing growing even more violent as it struggled to free itself from the electrifying torment.

Jett landed gracefully on the spear embedded in the dragon's side, standing firm against its writhing. "You're not gonna like this next part," he taunted, placing a hand on the dragon's head.

[Pain Amplification]

[Multiply pain caused within 1 minute by x10.

Adds 5% health regen for the user.

5% chance to get a stun effect.

Activates only by contact and can only be used on 5 targets at once.

Costs 50 MP.]

[Cooldown 10 minutes]

[Target Acquired: 1/5]

A dark energy surged through Jett's palm, connecting with the dragon.

'I was initially trying to get a healing skill but I couldn't pass up something like this now could i?' The skill's effects activated instantly. "Even if you're Level freaking 150, this is still gonna hurt," Jett said with a devilish smirk.

A jolt of amplified pain shot through the Earth Dragon's entire body, magnified tenfold by the spell. The creature let out a deafening roar, its agony visible in every twitch of its muscles and tremor of its massive frame. Sparks of electricity danced across its waterlogged, frozen body, intensifying the torment.

Meanwhile, Jett's health began regenerating, a small but satisfying side effect of his sinister move. "Let's see if you can even move after that," Jett muttered, watching as the dragon's thrashes slowed, its immense strength faltering under the combined assault.

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Experience tales at empire

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At this rate he'll kill that thing before they get there to help him.

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Fun Fact: HP and MP are actually set to show 1% with the ratio being 1:100 of their actual value, so in reality,

HP: 270,000

MP: 270,000

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