novelleonline Chapter 197: After a Long Day of Chip Damage, the Scraping Master Decides on One Final Dance!
Chapter 197: After a Long Day of Chip Damage, the Scraping Master Decides on One Final Dance!
For a tanky, high-HP Fire Giant like this, the best approach was simple—stack bleed status effects as hard as possible, kite with mobility, and even if it was just chip damage, grind it down slowly.
That was Ron's plan.
With the margin for error provided by his Revival skill, even if he got caught slipping, he still had two chances left.
He looked at the two short swords in his hands, now fully enchanted. The eerie, blood-red glow oozed with a sinister aura—just like the Blood Lord's power itself.
Relying on the Healing Gourd from the Sekiro template, Ron could visibly feel his injuries recovering.
But the pain in his abdomen didn't fade nearly as fast.
Staring at the monster in the distance, he clenched his teeth and spat out each word:
"Of course I'm gonna blow him the hell up!!"
"…"
After personally witnessing Ron's smooth-as-silk self-disembowelment move—and those disturbingly sinister enchanted blades—Tiona couldn't help but swallow hard.
She really wanted to ask:
Who the hell was actually from the Country of Blood and Fighting here?
At this point, it was obvious.
Ron wasn't cutting himself for fun—he clearly had some kind of twisted ability that could temporarily boost his weapon's offensive power.
But—
Understanding ≠ accepting.
What kind of sane person fights like this? Tiona couldn't make sense of it—but she was thoroughly shaken.
"…"
Facing Ron's gaze—so different from his usual self, now savage and feral—the girl instinctively looked away.
She really was afraid of people who didn't care about their own lives. Even in the arenas of the Country of Blood and Fighting, she had never seen someone this insane.
Although—her own skill set was completely different from his.
Berserk.
Intense Heat.
These were skills that boosted attack power when injured, or massively enhanced all stats when on the brink of death.
Despite having mastered these skills for a long time, Tiona had never once activated them on purpose.
But now, looking at Ron's ruthless eyes, she lowered her gaze to the massive twin blades in her hands.
Maybe… this was just another kind of rabid, all-out biting combat style?
"Um…"
Captain Finn's panacea—capable of healing most fatal injuries—was partially in her possession.
Looking at the boy again,
Tiona felt a strange urge to try: 'Should I… cut myself too?'
What, you wanna throw yourself into the Blood Lord's embrace as well?
The weapon enchantment wasn't permanent.
Once the blood absorbed by the blades completely dried up, they would lose the "bleed" status effect.
He had to end this fast.
As Ron felt his body steadily recovering—now back to a level where he could fight properly—he looked forward.
The Fire Giant was already closing in, that massive "pot lid" weapon clutched in its hands.
He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.
"…"
No need for words.
Relying on his extreme speed, his full attention locked onto the weapon in the Fire Giant's hands. He didn't charge in recklessly like a moth to a flame.
Instead, he circled around the perimeter, flanking.
A body that massive came with a clear drawback—low mobility.
No matter what, he'd just be hacking at its feet.
So he might as well pick a better angle.
At the same time, harassing the Fire Giant from behind would also buy time for Lefiya to cast her magic, setting up a pincer attack from both front and rear.
...
"Lefiya."
"It's up to you now!"
Watching Ron move in to harass the enemy, Tiona knew she couldn't just stand by any longer.
In the end, she still chose not to imitate Ron's method.
This is insane!
In the short term, it could indeed unleash much greater power—but there was still no way to quickly take down this Fire Giant, and his body had already suffered heavy damage.
Maybe… in this battle, he might even end up becoming a burden to the team.
"No problem."
To be thrown into a situation like this right after starting a Dungeon expedition—but compared to that Ash Judge, Lefiya would much rather fight the Fire Giant in front of her. At least the visual impact wasn't nearly as overwhelming.
In this kind of situation, wide-area attack magic wouldn't be very effective. She had to concentrate power into a single point to break through the Floor Boss's defenses—and among her spells, Arcs Ray was absolutely the best choice in terms of effect!
Not far ahead, the Fire Giant had already halted its steps. Its full attention had been drawn to Ron, who was harassing it from behind.
That gave Lefiya plenty of time to chant.
As her magic power was guided forth, a pure white radiance—symbolizing absolute purity—began to gather around the elven girl, eventually shaping itself into a magnificent, pristine arrow.
With the support of Fairy Canon, the already absurdly powerful magic was amplified even further—its effect doubled!
"Penetrate, arrow of absolute accuracy—Alio!!"
As the chant concluded, the arrow formed entirely from magic shone so brightly that it completely drowned out the flames lining the cavern walls as it shot forward in an instant.
Like a brilliant meteor, it carved a trail of starlight through the air.
BOOM!
With its homing effect, there was no need to worry about hitting allies—and the target it locked onto was the Fire Giant's chest.
Straight at the heart!
The already massive pool of magic power, boosted by the skill's amplification, allowed Arcs Ray to unleash firepower on par with a Level 5 adventurer.
"@#￥!!"
The explosive force was enough to break through the Fire Giant's defenses, blasting open a bloody wound, accompanied by the Floor Boss's deafening roar echoing through the Boss Room—along with the effect of Forced Stop.
"It worked…"
But—Lefiya's body couldn't make any further movements. Her thoughts went blank, and a violent ringing echoed in her ears.
Forced Stop.
Just as the name implied.
Even at a distance, its effect was overwhelming.
"…"
As for the one directly facing the shockwave—
Master Ron, who had devoted himself to the art of ankle-scraping chip damage, wasn't affected too heavily. His movements remained sharp.
However—fresh blood was visibly dripping from his ears, and the nauseating sensation of his internal organs churning couldn't be ignored.
The Fire Giant's roar could no longer be measured in mere decibels—he only felt his eardrums screaming in pain, fighting purely on instinct.
A barrage of sword strikes, as dense and relentless as a storm, continued to carve wound after wound into the Floor Boss.
Relying on the bleed status effect, even with the Fire Giant's powerful regeneration, the cuts from the short swords still caused thick, dark red blood to flow continuously.
But—for the Floor Boss, the damage was nothing more than a drop in the ocean!
"How long the hell am I supposed to keep scraping like this?"
"…"
No one could give him an answer.
After working himself to the bone for so long, Ron felt his condition steadily worsening under the direct impact.
From behind his back, he pulled out the newly acquired spiral greatsword.
Godslayer's Greatsword
At this point—there was only one option left.
The final dance!
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