Chapter 382: 382
Draco felt a wave building in his chest, and suddenly a thick wad of blood came out . After spitting this mouthful of black blood, he felt like his arteries were less congested and his blood flow was now smoother .
This was a rare heart affliction called the Shockinus Terriblus, where after suffering too many consecutive shocks, the rate of blood flow would stifle and choke the artery closest to the heart .
A normal person would have died from surprise after this much, but Draco's strong body and great vitality allowed him to cough out the offensive blood instead, leading to the current scene .
This was a legitimate medical disease, not something cooked up by a handsome, dashing, and manly fellow who is the greatest gift to this earth . Sigh, if only such a fellow could donate 0 . 0001% of his greatness to the world, the human race would jump to the interstellar age . (Editor's Note: The fellow in question seems to have lost his grasp on reality . . . )
… but back to the Divine spear .
Draco was shocked by the first passive which allowed him to use any type of damage he wanted against any foe . For instance, if he struck out with the tip of the spear and hit an enemy, he could choose to deal sword damage instead of piercing damage!
What the fuck?!
The mental image of this amused and left Draco speechless . The utility was extremely frightening for combat, even if not every enemy was weak to a certain type of damage/element .
In comparison, the previous effect of this passive allowed Draco to deal extra fire damage as well as explosive effects upon every strike . On wood or forest type monsters, this was super powerful, but against earth or water types, unless he triggered one of the status effects it was less than savory .
Now though, Draco could deal damage according to the foe he was against . A water monster? Lightning damage! A lightning monster? Earth damage! An earth monster? Either water damage or wood damage!
The possibilities were endless . Even Draco wouldn't claim to know all the types of damage that existed in the game . Was there possibly something like decay damage, that chipped away at the fundamental life of an enemy with each strike?
Heck, he could even deal Destruction damage with channeling his bloodline! Coupled with his passive from the Eyes of Caelo that negated the greatest flaw of Destruction Energy for combat, he could be unparalleled in battle!
… not to say that he wasn't already .
When Draco considered all the combat abilities and powers he already had, his lips twitched . Even he felt ashamed by how overpowered he was within his Rank and even 1 tier above his Rank .
With these new additions, it was even possible to fight two tiers above his Rank, but killing the enemy was up in the air . If he got any stronger, could he perhaps kill True Gods at Rank 6?
Draco moved onto the second passive and snorted . The passive had truly become magnificent, dealing 1,000% damage to all forms of Draconic species . While this was a great boon, it made him feel cold inside as he too fell under this category .
Just looking at this effect alone told him of how Sigurd had managed to kill so many Dragons that were probably above his Rank at the time . With the ability to deal damage of any type from his first passive, he could use the damage type that was the weakness of any particular Dragon, as all True Dragons were tied to an element or energy of sorts .
Then, that damage that was already boosted due to elemental superiority would then be multiplied by 1,000%, turning into a number so high that even True God Dragons took a hit . The only exception might be those like Hikari's father, but what were the chances he would meet a non-elemental Dragon anyway?
However, Draco remembered that Hikari told him that the Dragonlance had absorbed the souls and energy of Dragons to feed Sigurd, increasing his own power as well as that of the spear .
And yet he saw none of that, leaving him baffled . Could it be that items evolved differently depending on their ownership or was it just because he himself was counted as a Dragon? Perhaps it had taken some permanent damage that had removed that function forever? It would certainly explain why Sigurd might have abandoned it, leaving it as a nice reward for Draco to claim .
Well, it didn't matter at this time . The first active of the spear had changed from the previous throwing skill to a thrust . Now, it was almost like the mythical spear Gae Bolg, in the sense that a concentrated strike could not miss its target .
Not only that, but it dealt another 1,000% omni-damage! This coupled with the previous two passives, practically guaranteed an ultimate killing strike . Draco could almost visualize Sigurd using this overpowered skill to kill many a Divine Dragons that should have been far above his skill level and pay-grade at the time .
Draco breathed out slowly, forcing these images back . It was clear that in order to test out this spear efficiently he needed a semi-Draconic foe at the least, but where would he find that?
Not to mention, the last thing he wanted to do was slaughter the remnants of an almost extinct race which he was technically part of . Draco was still unsure as to which situation he would need such a… damned… weapon, but his intuition told him that it would be vital to his survival one day .
As such, he considered the second active skill . This one in particular left him with a strange feeling, as it was hard to think that a weapon made solely for killing Dragons, one that drank their lifeblood and took away their souls, would have the ability to call them to battle .
In fact, Draco was more than certain that the souls of the previously slain Dragons would be the ones summoned . The idea made him feel slightly disgusted, like he had swallowed a mouthful of goop .
That might be another reason why the soul-snatching effect of the lance was gone, turned from soul-stealing to soul-summoning . Maybe due to his ownership, once again?
Well, whatever the case, Draco sighed and collected the Dragonlance, placing it solidly into his inventory . It would come out again when he was ready to use and abuse it crazily .
Draco was finally done with upgrading his items, and even though Pair Dadeni and Mjolnir demanded more like voracious piranhas determined to eat away at his experience, he wasn't too bothered by that .
In fact, he felt great relief wash over him . It was the feeling of completing a huge task and reaping the rewards that came with the effort invested . Draco smiled when he thought about the effects of the various upgraded items, and looked forward to his days in crafting and combat becoming extremely more awe-inspiring than they had already been .
He checked his character sheet for one last time before beginning the procedure to Rank up .
「 Name: Draco
Class: Abyssal Prime
Race: Hybrid (Human/Ultima Sunt)
Rank: Adventurer (1)
Level: 50
Exp: 39,443%
Str: 100
Dex: 100
End: 100
Int: 70
Spr: 70
Cha: 70
Lck: 100
Combat Skills: Dragon Form (Rank 1), Demon Form (Rank 1), Devil Form (Rank 1), Necrotic Hands, Evil Curse, Life Steal, Divination, Dark Resurrection, Beckon, Angel's Blessing (Corrupted), Mind Blast, Charm .
Non-Combat Skills: Soul Bond, Charm, Insight, Foresight, Flexibility, Illusion, Evolution, Ultimate Stealth, Pinnacle Intelligence, Dragobond, Aether Conversion, Devil's Guile (Rank 1), Demonic Might (Rank 1), Draconic Superiority (Rank 1) .
Tradeskills: Smithing (level 80, 99%), Alchemy (level 80, 99%), Enchanting (level 100, 0%), Magical Engineering (level 14, 15%), Scrivener (level 5, 30%), Privateering (level 1, 0%)」
He nodded his head . After all that, he was still left with quite a bit of experience after his crafting spree . Before his Divine Class could lay claim on it, thereby reducing it by 90%, he used it for his crafting items to alleviate some of his future pains when it came to upgrading them .
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