[It's the most extraordinary form of attack useable by the mbers of the demon race, a field-type hell's paradise. Among the demons who had evolved seven tis, so are blessed enough to get an innate racial trait that allows them to conjure such a Hell's paradise. It enables them to target a selected place and alter the natural rules of the targeted area. For example, inside this field, the serpentine devil set physical strength and attacks to the lowest degrees. In this place, the maximum physical strength of an adult human male won't be enough to crush an ant. Similarly, the total physical strength of your avatar had also decreased to a significant degree, causing it to beco nearly useless compared to before.]
"What a terrific trump card." Elliot blurted out
To change the fundantal rules of physics seed to be sothing ridiculous, sothing even he couldn't do with his power of creation, yet the serpentine devil was able to do it, that too by using just its projection.
Elliot realized that he still wasn't at the top of the food chain, that hundreds of thousands of units of the essence of life weren't enough to defeat the masters residing in the universe.
[It's a trump card, indeed.]
[Although only a handful of demons have such luck, it's the main reason why their race reigns supre in the universe and why many are afraid to challenge their tyranny.]
"Do you know what I should do to get out of this place, alive?" Elliot was standing on guard, ready to face any unexpected danger. His attentive eyes focused on the view around him, and his hands balled into the shape of a fist, showcasing that co what may, he will smash it to a pulp.
[Endure.]
The thing was, although field-type hell's paradise was mighty, it put a significant amount of strain on the body of its user. Not to ntion, it was also extrely taxing. The amount of energy required to maintain it was too much even for a low-level demonic general to use it casually, but keeping it ca with an even more ridiculous price that was enough to bankrupt energy mines owners! The Serpentine devil wasn't rich, though it did own several planets and many energy mines. However, it will have to use all its wealth to maintain it for an hour. Could it afford it? Definitely! Would it like to afford it, though, was an entirely different question.
As greedy as it was, Elliot believed it wouldn't be willing to use all its wealth to take him down because that would be the sa as killing itself.
"At most, ten minutes."
Yes, Elliot estimated that he just needed to survive for ten minutes.
After that, the serpentine devil would pull back, and the field-type paradise would disappear.
He had been fighting for so long, so what were re ten minutes?
Nothing!
His cocky attitude offended the creator of this paradise. Imdiately, as if the world was trying to show how angry it was, thousands of snakes appeared all around Elliot. If one looks at it from an omnipotent point of view, they would see one golden dot surrounded by tens of thousands of gray dots!
It was one versus an uncountable number of enemies! Yet, Elliot all smiled. His blood pumped up to his brain as a surge of excitent took over his calmness. A wave of roaring laughter escaped his mouth as he glistened in intense and glorious golden light.
"Bring it on!" As he said those words, a ferocious look appeared on his face. His pole grew to an unbelievable size, and he brandished it at the gray snakes that were moving in mid-air as if they were fish in water.
With a single swipe, Elliot killed many, and unprecedented bloodshed took place!
Of course, only 1-100th of the enemy died, and more were coming at him, giving him no ti to rest.
He moved skillfully, maneuvering his body to different spots so that he wouldn't get surrounded by the gray snakes like last ti. While going from one place to another, he didn't forget to stop to kill the ones chasing behind him and charge into the ranks trying to block him.
[You're low on stamina.]
A notification popped up after he took down another wave of gray snakes.
Elliot imdiately changed his way of breathing and started inhaling and exhaling in a mysterious pattern.
[You've started using stamina recovery unique technique.]
[Stamina restored 1!]
[Stamina restored 3!]
[Stamina restored 5!]
"It's already been ten minutes." Elliot had killed so much that the blood of his victim tainted his surrounding, making it seem like the divine painter had used their brush to draw several gray rivers! "Don't tell it's going to use up all its wealth to crush ? Is it serious? Had I angered it so much that it went crazy?!"
It had been more than ten minutes since the fight started, and by now, gray blood tainted his armor, leaving not even a single spot clean. The corrosion effect of the gray blood was genuinely disastrous. His armor had deford to the point of unrecognition. It no longer looked glorious. Instead, with many holes on it, it didn't even look pleasant.
"Eh?!" A sulphuric scent reached Elliot, causing his nose to wrinkle in disgust. He was so focused on what was to co that he forgot to notice the gray blood trickling down the hole in his armor and touching his skin! Now, it was already too late. He hurried to slash the affected part of his skin off, only to stop. He wasn't feeling hurt at all!
Instead, his cells were dancing in joy!
It was as if they were babies, whose father had gone out to but milk only to return ho after five years!
[The poisonous gray blood had latched onto your skin.]
[It had seeped into your body and entered your bloodstream.]
[Because of poison mastery, you're unaffected by the poison.]
[The supernatural poison cells are excited to see a new type of tasty poison. They want to eat it to evolve! Would you like to let them consu the gray poison?!"]
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