Unlucky?Player Chapter 19
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In the beginning, Night would almost never hit the monster, and would barely dodge its attacks.
The monsters that attacked him were 'Poisonous Frogs', they were known for their low Hp and massive poison damage, dealing 600Hp for every second that passed for 10 seconds.
Poisonous Frogs
Level 42
Grade: Field
Hp:2000
Skills:
Poisonous being(passive): When hit by any of the user's attacks, applies 'poisoned' status to enemy dealing 600Hp for every second that passed for 10 seconds.
It had only one skill, it was as if their existence was only to slow down foreigners or enemies from going further.
Usually, players would have a difficult time against this boss because of the poison status it inflicted through its attacks, however, Night didn't think about it too much for he could avoid any of those attacks closing his eyes, literally but he found it hard mainly because controlling aura to attack the frog was proving to be quite difficult, especially since he was blindfolded and even when his attacks connected they dealt only 100 as most of them skimmed past the frog's slippery skin, however, this was only for a few minutes, soon Night got used to the movement and had a good understanding of his surroundings which helped his attacks to now connect properly which dealt nearly -300 every time his aura struck the frog.
After several minutes he managed to kill his first frog, however, he did not even stop for a second to catch his breath as he realized 4 more frogs appeared ahead of him, sensing this he only let out a big sigh before dashing forward to deal with the frogs.
He leveled up once after killing a total of 5 frogs bringing his level to 36, he wasn't disappointed because these were just field-grade mobs.
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Just when he leveled up, the majority of the rankers now started worrying, to them, Night was an existence that couldn't be underestimated even if he stopped leveling for a while.
He wouldn't log off yet he was determined to leave this place during his current session. Both Night and Noel together continued to slice through the monsters until they reached the end of Verdin, however just as they were about to exit the tropical zone, a beast around 8'feet tall stood in front of them, its upper body was that of a scorpion and its lower body was of a cobra's.
Looking at this abomination Noel could only let out a confused expression when he said, "this....what is this creature doing here?"
"What is that creature?" Night questioned as he couldn't quite understand what he was seeing in his mind space.
"Well,*sigh* that's the forest guardian, its an uncommon grade beast and almost never comes out, if it ever does then one can only blame lady luck." Noel said with a hand to his head.
Once Night heard this, he realized it was probably because of him that this monster came out, when he used 'inspect' he instantly gasped.
Guardian of Verdin
Level 50
Grade: Uncommon
Hp:50,000
Skills:
Poison Aura(passive): All creatures within a 2-meter radius will take constant poison damage of 600Hp until the user is killed or the enemy's Hp drops to 0.
Creature of Poison(passive): All poison damage dealt to the user is absorbed s Hp.
Blessing of Toxicity: When Hp drops to 10% user heals back 50% of total Hp.
Toxic waste: Spits a huge chunk of substance which is surrounded by a toxic aura, deals a fixed damage of 3000 when hit and deals constant AOE damage within a 1-meter radius, AOE damage dealt is equal to 1% of enemies health. The toxic waste disappears after 1 minute. Cooldown 10seconds.
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"W-w-what is this?" Night stuttered.
"Bah, kid just stay back and watch, just get carried for this one mob." Noel replied nonchalantly.
'm-m-mob?' Night thought as he removed his blindfold and watched Noel step forward, as he walked towards the Guardian, he held out his hand and a katana slowly formed.
*𝘙𝘖𝘖𝘖𝘖𝘈𝘙*
The Guardian now roared as Noel slowly approached it.
"Watch closely kid, don't miss a single thing"
Noel didn't care about the approaching beast and just walked forward casually.
"Void style: Blacked-out Reality"
-50,000
Nights vision turned black and white. He looked around in confusion, all the color around him was absorbed leaving everything in black and white, suddenly Night saw a rupture in space and was soon blinded by a bright light.
Not only was he bombarded with notifications but the color of the surroundings also returned, and in front of him Noel sat on top of the Guardian's now headless body. He was sure of it, Noel's damage easily surpassed 50,000 but the system wouldn't show it.
"Well? what do you think kid? not bad eh?" Noel said while grinning.
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