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Dragon Palace Ruins.
Under the Gate of Bone, Dean McKenzie stared, bewildered, at the giant turtle hundreds of ters away.
This was the first ti soone had deflected his Bone Fang since he had enhanced it.
Dean even seed to see the symbol “-O” appearing on the turtle shell after his Bone Fang attack.
The main issue was the turtle was exceedingly proficient at defense.
The mont Dean’s attack hit it, the huge turtle swiftly pulled its limbs and head into its shell.
The speed of the action was jaw-dropping.
The proficiency of it was heart-breaking!
More importantly, when the turtle retracted itself, the 9th level of turtle shell defense activated, all the openings on the turtle like its head, limbs, and tail, closed up completely.
The closure was incredibly tight, leaving no room to exploit.
Simultaneously, the turtle’s defense soared from 16,000 to 80,000!
This was not 80,000 energy defense, but 80,000 points of fixed defense.
What did this an?
Damage below 80,000 could not harm it at all; Only damage exceeding 80,000 could hurt it.
And that damage would be subtracted by 80,000.
With Dean’s Bone Fang exerting all its power, the damage just barely reached 80,000, which was the result of doubling his mana.
Yet when Dean tried this double-mana Bone Fang.
The effect was essentially non-existent.
“Damn it, how do I fight this thing?”
His Bone Fang was now Dean’s most powerful attack, and since that didn’t work, what else could Dean use to fight?
His head?
“Wait, besides Bone Fang, it seems like I have another skill?”
Dean recalled his Small teorite Technique at that mont.
“Now that things have co to this, I can only try this!”
Saying so, Dean took off his hat.
He had no choice but to remove the hat. Without taking it off, he wouldn’t have enough mana for the 2nd level teorite spell, which required 24,000 mana points. So, Dean had to lower his hat.
Once the hat was off, the level of the teorite spell dropped to level 1.
The mana consumption reduced from 24,000 to 18,000, which was still quite a lot. However, Dean’s present mana limit was 18,328; he had an extra 328 points.
“Summon the teorite!”
As Dean chanted, all his mana emptied out instantly, and a teorite the size of two human embraces thundered down from above the giant turtle’s head, hitting the ground next to it.
The massive impact even lifted up the giant turtle, but the blow didn’t cause any harm to it.
Nevertheless, a wave of grey flas followed the impact, directly spreading on the ground and enveloping the giant turtle.
At this point, Dean also started getting nervous.
Dean was very clear that the direct impact of the Small teorite Technique wouldn’t harm the giant turtle, so he didn’t expect anything from the impact at first. He pinned his hopes on the Netherworld Flas.
As Dean anxiously waited, the black Netherworld Flas covered the giant turtle.
Ti ticked by second by second under Dean’s anxious gaze. Soon, 60 seconds were over, and the Netherworld Flas receded.
The giant turtle seed unfazed within the black flas, just becoming slightly darker.
Still not giving up, Dean waited a while longer, replenished his mana, and hit it with another Small teorite Technique.
Then ca the third one, the fourth one!
In this Secret Realm, Dean’s mana didn’t cost anything.
With 15,000 mana points replenishing every minute, Dean wasn’t afraid of wasting it.
“I simply don’t believe I can’t kill you. Even if I really can’t kill you, I can always grind my skill proficiency!”
Dean gnashed his teeth, gritted his determination.
Small teorite Techniques fell one after another, and the system notifications refreshed in front of his eyes one by one.
[You used the Small teorite Technique, your Small teorite Technique Skill proficiency 1]
[You used the Small teorite Technique, your Small teorite Technique Skill proficiency 1]
For a mont, it seed as if Dean had truly shifted his focus to grinding his Small teorite Technique proficiency.
Dean even gradually took his attention off the giant turtle and focused more on the ‘Fla-based Magic Knowledge’ and ‘teorite Spell Knowledge’ in his mind.
Even though Dean’s status board showed mastery for these two skills.
In reality, Dean hadn’t truly mastered them.
Those two skills were like two files stored in Dean’s brain. His brain noted that he had mastered them and knew them, but in actual usage, he might be utterly baffled.
Now, while grinding his Small teorite Technique, Dean had the opportunity to revise these two knowledge sets.
Unexpectedly, when he began to revise, his skill proficiency in the Small teorite Technique increased even faster.
At the sa ti, the black flas on the ground started to surge more violently.
Under these black flas, the giant turtle, which had persisted without any abnormalities for more than 20 minutes, could no longer stand it; its turtle shell defense state collapsed instantly.
The giant turtle’s limbs stretched out.
“Now is the ti!”
Seizing the opportunity, Dean McKenzie gave up on the Small teorite Technique and hit the turtle’s head with his Bone Fang.
“Phut!”
This ti, the Bone Fang easily penetrated the head and exploded inside the giant turtle’s head.
The terrifying cold instantly froze the giant turtle on the spot.
At the sa ti, the system notification refreshed in front of Dean’s eyes.
[You successfully killed the ‘Degenerated Giant Turtle’ (Rare) (Level 80). Your level increases to Level 60!]
[Your attributes are promoted. You receive a Grant Quota. You currently have 3 remaining Grant Quotas.]
One giant turtle, plus 153 shrimp soldiers, had directly catapulted Dean McKenzie’s level to the peak of the Second-turn, Level 60.
But, more importantly than the level increase, Dean had finally taken down this turtle..
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