Chapter Forty: Qin Chuan Unleashed
“Damn, little bro, you really pulled it off! Damn it, why does this second feel like an eternity!” Qin Chuan felt as if this single second was dragging on for a whole century.
“Bastard!”
The defensive spell successfully blocked the attack from the Blackscale Beast, which only drove the creature into a deeper frenzy. With a mighty leap, it swung its deadly claws forward.
Qin Chuan’s true form, the Cold Iron Sword, soared over Sleepy Bug’s head, with the Blackscale Beast hot on their heels, its claws nearly raking Qin Chuan.
“Harden!”
That adorable voice rang out again, and a massive iron rod rose from the ground, smashing directly at the Blackscale Beast.
“Damn! Careful, little bro!” Qin Chuan hadn’t expected the usually timid Sleepy Bug to dare attack the Blackscale Beast. For a moment, he was filled with a complex mix of emotions.
“This little guy is truly loyal and righteous!”
“Courting death!” The Blackscale Beast roared in fury, forced to redirect its attack.
“Clang! Crack!”
“Little bro!” Qin Chuan watched in horror as a deep fissure split open across Sleepy Bug’s hardened body, and he cried out in anguish.
“Damn it! Why isn’t this stun effect over yet?!”
At that moment, Qin Chuan’s rage surged to new heights.
“Ding! Rage increased by 10.”
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“Ding! Rage is full. Next attack will be a critical hit with knockback effect.”
Sleepy Bug took massive damage, the hardening effect dissolved, and the cracks on its soft, round body were truly a heartbreaking sight.
“Wah!” Sleepy Bug couldn’t help but spit a mouthful of “blood” at the Blackscale Beast as it leaped past.
“Big bro, this is as far as I can help!” After that, Sleepy Bug slumped to the ground and lost consciousness.
“Damn it! You dare hurt my little bro—hurt him this badly? I’m going to kill you!”
The eternity-long second finally ended, and Qin Chuan regained control. Fury burning in his chest, he aimed his sword at the Blackscale Beast and struck with a basic attack.
Because the Blackscale Beast had just changed its attack direction, it was too late to dodge or defend—it had no choice but to take the blow head-on. Yet it was confident in its own resilience; after all, Qin Chuan’s previous attacks had barely scratched it. It believed this would be no different.
But at that moment, the “blood” spewed by Sleepy Bug struck the beast. In the next instant, a freezing effect triggered, and the Blackscale Beast was instantly encased in a white shell of ice, immobilized for three seconds.
The Blackscale Beast was both stunned and enraged. “Damn, what is this?!”
“Bang!”
Qin Chuan’s sword struck the beast—a critical hit!
He delivered 150% explosive damage and triggered the knockback effect.
Though Sleepy Bug’s Cold Iron Liquid did no direct damage, once it solidified, it reduced the beast’s resiliency.
“Crack!”
A deep fracture split instantly across the frozen Blackscale Beast—an even more severe injury than Sleepy Bug had suffered.
“Damn it! Hurt my little bro, and I’ll see you dead!” Qin Chuan’s fury kept building, his rage gauge soaring. He dashed forward, striking again to inflict a slowing effect, and began weaving and darting around the beast with a flurry of basic attacks.
“Ding! Freeze effect triggered.”
Just as the freezing effect wore off, Qin Chuan’s attack triggered another freeze, trapping the Blackscale Beast for another half second.
“What the hell is this?!” The Blackscale Beast was nearly spitting blood in frustration. The immobility was agonizing, and Qin Chuan’s attacks were suddenly terrifyingly effective.
The gaping fissures weakened the beast rapidly.
“Damn it, I’ll kill you with basic attacks—give me a crit!” Qin Chuan seized the opportunity, swinging the Cold Iron Sword relentlessly.
In just half a second, he unleashed three unprecedented attacks.
“Ding! Critical hit triggered!”
“Bang!”
Another 150% explosive damage landed.
A fresh, ghastly crack appeared across the Blackscale Beast.
“Ding! Rage is full!”
In that instant, consumed by wrath, Qin Chuan seemed unstoppable—his rage bar filled again in a flash.
“Damn, take another crit from me!”
“Bang!”
Without fail, Qin Chuan’s strike landed hard and true, another critical blow.
His sharpness value on critical was an astonishing 501 points. Even a third-tier Blackscale Beast would have been hard-pressed to withstand it, let alone a second-tier one.
Because the critical hit’s stacking effect was 150% of his total sharpness, and Qin Chuan’s total sharpness was 334.5.
Three critical blows in a row—each more painful than the last.
“Crack!”
Three gaping, ghastly fractures appeared across the Blackscale Beast—shocking to behold.
In that moment, panic flickered in the beast’s eyes. It had never faced anything like this before.
Worse, its body was knocked helplessly backward, completely out of its control.
“Flow Slash!”
Qin Chuan’s skill was finally off cooldown, and he wasted no time in unleashing it.
“Clang!”
Though Flow Slash didn’t deal as much damage as a critical hit, its armor-piercing effect still drove the beast to agony.
“Roar!”
The Blackscale Beast wailed in pain, grievously wounded and utterly diminished from its former majesty.
“Slide!”
As he was hurled backward, Qin Chuan forced himself to slide forward, sticking to the beast and striking relentlessly.
Strike while the iron’s hot—Qin Chuan knew this was his only chance to kill the Blackscale Beast. If it recovered its skills, there would never be an opportunity like this again.
In his frenzied assault, the Blackscale Beast howled in torment.
Qin Chuan was cunning, always aiming for the beast’s wounds.
His Cold Iron Sword not only pierced armor but also carried a chill.
The pain was even more exhilarating than the “spicy strips” Qin Chuan had tasted earlier.
“Roar!”
Now, the Blackscale Beast could only scream. Its mind was on the verge of collapse.
“I was about to be free of this wretched existence, but this damned black sword stole the Fragrant Fruit and dashed my hopes—now I’ll face harsh punishment in the future!”
“Now I’m facing mortal danger—whether I live or die is still unknown!”
From hope to near-despair, the gulf was too much for any spirit beast to bear, let alone the Blackscale Beast.
Hatred for Qin Chuan surged in the beast’s heart like a tidal wave.
“If I die, I’ll take you with me!”
With only three seconds left, Qin Chuan sped up his attacks: “Give me more rage! Give me a crit!”
Each strike sent his rage meter soaring.
Slash after slash—
“Ding! ...”
“Ding! Rage is full.”
Hearing the system prompt, Qin Chuan unleashed his final strike just before the three-second limit.
“Ding! Critical hit triggered!”
“Ding! Lethal strike triggered!”
“Ding! You have slain level 19 elite mutant Blackscale Beast Lord. Gained 22,000 experience points, plus 100% extra experience for an over-level kill. Congratulations, host, you have received 44,000 experience points.”
“Devour Essence!”
With the beast slain, Qin Chuan instantly activated Devour.
“Ding! Devour successful. Gained 2,800 evolution points.”
“Ding! Due to the Blackscale Beast’s suppressed level, an additional 4,000 essence gained upon slaying.”
“Damn! So this guy’s level was higher than 19?!”
The system’s message startled Qin Chuan.
As he automatically returned to his original position, a black flash shot there almost simultaneously, striking him dead on.
A moment later, Qin Chuan was wracked with a pain so intense it felt as if he would shatter. His spirit core was jolted violently, emitting a hollow crackle.
“Ah! What’s happening?!”