Vincent felt cold as he watched the distant castle walls. He refused to deal with arrows raining down on him.
"Well, whatever…"
His feet pushed through the snow, the molten heat making him feel better. Arctic winds slamd against his back, making flight difficult as he retracted his feathered wings.
—|Vincent: 'Silvari, how many archer are standing on those walls?'
She took a mont to respond, as she wanted to check fully.
—|Silvari: 'Master, there are around twenty archers and ten warriors.'
"Hmm…"
His eyes narrowed, having no other choice. He could only assault them with a frontal attack.
Suddenly, his body dashed forward with a slight crunch of snow with each step. The archers seed to have limited sight, but he couldn't worry about noise.
Or so he thought…
Instantly, after he reached one hundred tres from the wall. He saw countless black arrows shoot through the air towards him rapidly. Vincent forced to throw his body to the side and swing his spear with a wide sweep to stop the first volley. An arrow caught his shoulder, forming a minor cut that dripped with blood.
"Damn bastards!"
—|Silvari: 'There is a climbable part of the wall to your north west.'
His body moved, following her words, ignoring the arrows and dashed towards the vine covered part of the wall. He increased his speed and jumped into the air, the area he stood, pierced by dozens of arrows in an instant. As he grasped onto a piece of thick vines and climbed up the wall.
"Why is this so annoying? What if they couldn't climb because of weight?"
After five minutes of climbing and avoiding the arrows that continued to shoot towards him. Once he reached halfway, there was a slight ridge than blocked their vision. Thus, he saw them stagger towards this part of the wall to attack him.
Vincent jumped onto the wall, his greeting sight. A mass of over forty skeletons, so holding swords, other's bows. He opened his eyes wide at these smart little bastards. Sohow, he believed they would be stupid and lack brains.
—|Vincent: 'Why are these guys smarter than the orcs…'
He lowered his body, watching the archers nock their arrows. Purple flas swirled from his feet and covered his body. His spear along his body pointing diagonally down towards his waist. Vincent didn't use those complicated skills like Raizel.
A purple fla flashed in his eyes as the icy winds around the skeletons heated quickly.
— Ingis Tempestas!
Vincent couldn't count on these bastards flinching to the damage.
Thus, the mont his spell ford. His body shot forward, he spun clockwise and slamd his spear into the nearest skeleton. The spears hard black shaft shattered the skeleton's skull into bone dust. Vincent used the montum from the blow to propel himself forward. He fiercely thrusted his spear through the shield bearing skeleton in front of him, through the eye.
A whistle sounded in the air. Two arrows shot through the blocked fiery wall and almost pierced Vincent's head. He avoided them only thanks to tilting his head on instinct at hearing that noise.
Suddenly, the massive ring of flas exploded and enveloped the entire group of skeletons. So tried to push through the firewalls and cracked, breaking down into ashes.
Vincent dashed forward. His purple flas would not hurt his body much. He grasped Raizel tightly and swept across his chest to blast several of them back into the flas and jumped into the blaze himself.
His entire world beca flas, intense heat and crackling. The skeletons were slow, with cracking bones. He dashed forward, his tanned abs on display as his robes loosened. To his left, several skeletons lunged forward with fierce slashes, forcing his body to lean off balance, using his spear to counter the montum, stabbing it into the stone walls.
"These guys are annoying!"
He stomped his foot into an oncoming shield, pushing himself backwards towards the archers that were ready to fire. Thunk, the sound of their badly maintained bows sounded as Vincent winced in pain. Two arrows shot through his chest and arm.
They broke through his soft mana barrier with a light crack sound. Thus reducing their force and power.
Instantly, blood sprayed from his wounds, coating the various skeletons in his blood. Now red coloured skeletons tried to mob him.
A throbbing pain filled his body, followed by a sense of weakness. Before he could recover, the burning pain from the arrows assaulted him. This forced him to block the oncoming swords with the shaft of his spear.
The combined strength of the skeletons was enough to force him onto one knee. He was thankful for this robe. Without the barrier lowering the damage, maybe his arm would be useless right now.
Vincent's face filled with droplets of sweat as he held onto the spear against several swords, pushing him down. He saw them flank him from each side and decided that heroic lee combat wouldn't save him against these guys.
Suddenly, he released one hand from the spear as it pushed deeper, almost touching his chest.
He held out his right hand, snapping his thumb and finger with a loud clicking sound.
[Darling! Be careful! Even you cannot stand that easily!]
—|Silvari: 'You idiot! Even if they are your own flas! You are not strong enough to accept them naked yet!'
"Don't worry, I know what I am doing… Maybe I got too cocky again. This is excellent dicine for to never stop daily practise."
Less than a mont later, the burning winds and flas converged onto Vincent's body. The storm compacted and burned around him alone. His flesh turned pink, hair beca flas, and he felt an aching pain in his entire body from the massive pressure of this compacted fla.
—|Vincent: 'But it's really fun to do these dumb things! Haha!'
The skeleton archers seed to sneer at the flaming bird man. They shot another volley of arrows towards him. However, the mont the swords and arrows reached within a close distance, a huge barrier of fla flashed from his body and shot outwards.
Incinerating all it touched.
His purple flas, covered in darkness, burst outwards and tore the very stone apart, causing him to sink into the wall. A blast sounded almost deafening him before the snapping of bones and bubbling of things lted into liquids sounded.
Vincent's body, filled with steam, stood tall. His robes now only covering his lower body. His muscular tanned chest now with a slightly dark charred look. He seed to breathe slower, with more trouble, however the several skeletons around him vanished.
Vincent used Fire Storm on Skeleton Mobs (30)
— Skeleton Mob suffered 300 damage
— HP: -50/250
— Soul Fires destroyed!
— Gained 4,500 Exp
— Devoured 1 Agility
Level 12 | Exp: 1,000 / 12,000 —> 5,500 / 12,000
Agility: 24 —> 25
[Congratulations! Completed the challenge!]
"Ah, there it is…"
Vincent spoke with his hoarse voice, taking a flask of water from his storage and drinking it slowly, but in significant amounts. He wondered what the rewards would be for choosing this damned hellhole alone.
[Darling, you were so reckless…]
[I almost died seeing you engulfed in flas!]
"Sorry about that. You two were quite worried, huh?"
[Hah… Why are you so arrogant and cheeky in that form?]
[Where is my cute romantic phoenix darling…]
"But you like being treated like this too, right? I bet you're excited about my body right now. Thus, you delayed the rewards to keep watching ."
[…]
—|Silver: 'I would do the sa sister!'
[Rewards Being Granted!]
— Anima Flare
Create a large ball of flas, created with your own soul force, and shoot them towards an enemy. Causes an outrageous amount of Soulfire Damage.
2 Second Cooldown
3 Seconds Cast ti
[Deals 620 damage] [Locks on Target] [Ignores Shields] [Ignores Resistance]
— Overcharge
Overcharge your current spell with double the power! Cast a spell with double the power and size, triple the cost and double the cast ti. It increases damage and magnitude by 20%
[Spell will have double Cooldown ti]
"Wow… Could have used those earlier…"
Vincent looked around to see if there was a target to choose. He saw a strange monster like bird flying around and felt this was perfect. His arm pointed towards the bird, while his eyes closed, and chanted the spell in his mind.
— My soul filled with black fla, burn your glory! Incinerate and burst forth! Anima Flare!
Flas sprouted from his chest, and a mass pointed at his fingertip. He felt a slight draining pain in his chest before a sense of pleasure filled his body.
A huge black fla ford at his finger, growing from a small tennis ball to a large ball bigger than a lon after 3 seconds. The ball seed to grow now almost a tre in size. The sizzling black fla hovered as the air itself burned.
"Obliterate!"
The mont he spoke, the black fla shot forward with a burst of wind that almost flashed Vincent's cock to the people inside the castle. The flas' imnse force pushed him back several tres. His feet digging into the stone as it cracked along with his movent.
Instantly, a wail sounded before the strange bird vanished in a trendous explosion.
There were no burning molten feathers. His attack vaporised the poor bird with no chance to fight back. Thus, proving the power of Anima further.
Vincent used Anima Flare on Dread Vulture (Rare, Elite, Special)
— Dread Vulture suffered 1,300 SoulFire damage.
— HP: -800/1,000
— Dread Vulture obliterated!
— Gained 10,000 Exp
— Devoured Enhanced Flight Skill!
[Level Up!]
— Level 12 —> 13
Strength: 34 —> 35
Agility: 25 —> 26
Stamina: 26 —> 27
Wisdom: 16 —> 17
Intellect: 31 —> 32
— Level 13 Exp: 3,500/ 13,000
— Enhanced Flight
Improves ability to fly with wings by 50%, wind and turbulence have no effect on your focus. Can cast spells and fight in the air.
Damage reduced by 30% when fighting in flight.
[Can Fly during combat] [Faster Flight Speed]
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