Doomsday: I Obtained A Fallen Angel Pet At The Start Of The Game Chapter 41
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The silver light fell to the ground.
Stark turned his gaze over and saw an especially eye-catching silver belt!
Stark picked up the belt and equipped it with a thought. Instantly, the attributes of the belt appeared in front of his eyes.
[Equipment: Belt of Hope
Level: D
Description: Even during the Doomsday Era, there must always be hope guiding the survival of life.
Effect: Wearer's vitality +12]
[Remarks: you now have two pieces of Hope set. When you have collected three pieces, you will receive a special bonus upon activation!]
Looking at the Belt of Hope on his body, Stark could not help but reveal a hint of joy.
Although this was a piece of D-grade equipment, it was part of a set.
Just like in the game, after collecting a set, it would have an additional effect. He did not expect that it would be the same in the apocalypse.
Now, he had already obtained two pieces [Boots of Hope] and [Belt of Hope].
"Let's continue."
"Yes, Master!"
Stark said to Luciana beside him, and the two headed to the next floor.
In the apocalypse, Stark did not want to waste a single second of this rare reward time.
With a God-tier Check-in system, he might not be the strongest. However, he would definitely be stronger than everyone else if he worked hard enough!
222nd floor.
300 mutated wolves!
Their levels were around 20!
Their bodies were 2 meters tall!
Their eyes were flashing with red as they glared at Stark.
Saliva continuously dripped down from their mouths. They wanted nothing more than to bite the man who had appeared here and swallow him whole.
"Roar!" Following the shout of the alpha wolf, the wolf pack moved out. Their figures rushed out like a black torrent, crashing towards Stark!
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"Dark Imprisonment!"
Luciana reacted quickly. Her beautiful eyebrows furrowed as she stretched out both of her hands. Powerful dark power surged out and pinned the charging mutated wolf to the ground.
At this moment.
"Gale Attack, Tornado Fury!"
"Roar!"
A fierce light flashed in Stark's eyes. He opened his hands, and a massive gust of wind gushed out. The wind was extremely violent, with even a faint dragon's roar!
This was the new effect of his [Gale Attack] that had been strengthened to LV. 4. It was as fierce as a dragon and could destroy everything it touched.
The storm exploded with a tremendous force, directly striking the wolves imprisoned by Luciana!
The pack of wolves was directly torn apart by the fierce gale!
Under the Fury Storm, as many as ten mutated demon wolves were ripped to pieces!
Of course, such a violent storm also consumed a lot of Stark's spiritual power, making him gasp for breath.
If he had not worn his belt, Stark's attack would have consumed nearly 70% of his spiritual power. The 12 points of vitality from the belt had significantly reduced the pressure on him.
This was the benefit of having an increased vitality!
Not only would it increase the strength of his body, but it would also increase the amount of spiritual power.
"Master, be careful!"
While he was deep in thought, Luciana's reminder sounded by his side.
When Stark raised his head, he saw three mutated wolves pouncing towards him.
"These mutated wolves are nothing."
With a smile, Stark stomped on the ground and flew up from the ground like a cannonball. At the same time, he brandished his Sword of God and slashed at the mutated wolves in front of him.
Crack!
Crack!
Crack!
The silver light mixed with lightning instantly tore the necks of the three mutated wolves apart.
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However, the gap created by this sword attack was immediately filled by the wolves that came after.
They were like wild beasts that did not know what death was, pouring forth one after another!
Meanwhile, Stark was also bathed in fresh blood as he continued to fight!
Half an hour passed.
[Please choose, continue to the next floor or stay on this floor to continue the challenge!]
"Proceed to the next level!" Stark's voice was low, but it was filled with power.
223rd floor!
224th floor!
225th floor!
[Ding, congratulations on reaching level 19!]
[Your pet Fallen Angel Luciana has reached level 17!]
The system's notification echoed in his mind.
After reaching floor 225, Stark finally stopped!
It wasn't that he couldn't continue grinding but that he couldn't kill several Transcendent creatures with his current strength.
Instead of doing so, he might as well continue grinding on the 225th floor.
Of course, although Stark stopped at the 225th floor, there were no more than ten Transcendent humans in the world who could reach this floor!
"Luciana, from now on, don't hold back any strength. Kill all the Transcendent creatures that appear before me ruthlessly."
Stark ordered Luciana.
"Yes, Master."
Luciana bowed respectfully.
She naturally understood what her master meant.
Immediately, the two began to slaughter the mutated magic wolves that had spawned on the 225th floor.
"Thunder, Lightning Chain!"
"Gale Attack, Tornado Fury!"
"Dark Imprisonment!"
"Corrosive Vine Whip!"
For a moment, gorgeous skills were continuously released.
Stark and Luciana, a human and a Fallen Angel, mercilessly unleashed their firepower on the 225th floor.
In the middle of the hall, countless mutated wolves attacked them, but they were completely wiped out before they could even touch the corner of their clothes.
From time to time, Luciana would glance at Stark beside her.
Her master's current appearance was like a god of war, attracting people's attention.
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