Chapter 276: Endurance Test

【Decay Ray】 is a necromancy spell.

Its primary effect weakens the target's strength and constitution, but if the target is a necromantic summon like the Dread Warrior, it enhances strength and constitution instead.

【Dark Blade】 is also a necromancy spell—a massive dark sword formed from negative energy, as its name suggests.

Colliding with it causes enemies to become confused, hallucinate, and suffer reduced defense or attack, while also granting the user a certain boost to intelligence and agility.

Now empowered upon the Dread Warrior's greatsword, it radiates overwhelming authority.

It deals both physical and magical damage.

Wilson spent money specifically to learn these two spells for the Dread Warrior.

He holds a traditional combat mindset, favoring the mage-plus-forefront approach.

Precisely because of this, he instinctively separates Luo De and Sharon at the start of battle.

At this point, with both spells active, the Dread Warrior's physical strength has reached mid-seventh tier.

Especially after his meticulous cultivation, its physical defense is exceptional—perfect for tying up powerful spiritual warriors.

It swung its massive 【Dark Blade】, made of negative energy, crushing the ground with a thud as it charged straight at Luo De.

Luo De did not dodge; he raised his sword in a simple parry.

Clang—

【Trigger Sharpness Check】

【【Sacrificial Blade】 Sharpness: 69】

【【Dread Warrior Greatsword】 Sharpness: 41】

【Result: Success!】

Crack!

The Dread Warrior's greatsword was sliced inward a short distance by the golden blade.

But the negative energy entwined around it was not blocked by the physical blade—it continued forward and struck Luo De's body.

"Resisted? So what?"

The 【Dark Blade】 spell has one advantage: each time a negative effect is resisted, the chance of future failure increases.

That means, if you keep attacking, it will inevitably trigger.

After the first strike, the Dread Warrior did not pause.

Its greatsword whirled with fierce momentum, as light as a feather.

Moreover, it clearly had some swordsmanship skill in life—each movement carried the poise of a master.

But Luo De possessed the skill 【Precise Prediction】; though the moves were refined, their speed was not fast enough to breach his defense.

Ding-ding-ding-ding—

Metallic clashes rang out in succession.

【Dark Blade】 kept passing through 【Sacrificial Blade】 and striking his body, yet no negative effect triggered for a long time.

Wilson frowned.

What's going on?

Is his constitution that high?

Over there, the three junior girls nodded and followed their senior's orders to attack the Arachnid Elf Una.

They cast 【Stone Orb】, 【Erosion Control】, and 【Frost Mist】 respectively.

Una was somewhat timid in nature, but she was not one to stand and take hits.

Her spider lower body was indeed a sign of failed evaluation, yet it granted her considerable physical strength.

She dodged the slow-moving 【Stone Orb】 with ease.

But she was quickly caught in the wider 【Frost Mist】, her speed plummeting.

A hand formed from pooled venom emerged from the ground, about to seize Una.

A blue sword wave, shrieking as it flew, instantly tore through the casting girl's spell shield and split her cleanly in two.

Splash—

Blood and organs splattered across the ground, but in the Boneblood Arena's terrain of bones and blood, it was barely visible.

The girl's face, frozen in focused casting even as she died, opened her mouth slightly—yet not a single syllable escaped.

【Erosion Control】 is a spell requiring sustained casting.

The moment the caster dies, it immediately ends.

The other two junior girls seemed stunned, frozen for a long moment before turning pale and scrambling backward in panic.

Then, magic rings and staffs were pulled out in unison, layer upon layer of defensive spells cast upon themselves.

"You fucking—"

Wilson exploded in rage, cursing aloud.

You kill my people right in front of me—how am I supposed to save face?!

He abandoned waiting for the Dread Warrior to wear him down; ignoring mana cost, he rapidly channeled mana, chanting incantations in a singsong tone.

【Bigby's Grasping Hand】 + 【Green Flame Punch】—dual spell combo.

These were two seventh-tier spells—the limit of what he could currently achieve.

As the casting completed.

Rip—

A purple tear split open in the air.

A mana hand, as tall as Luo De, reached out and seized him with unyielding force.

Immediately after, a mage's hand wreathed in green flame appeared before him and slammed down!

Boom!!!

The impact sent a wave of bones and blood surging outward in all directions.

But because the ground debris was mixed in, Wilson could not determine Luo De's condition.

He ordered the Dread Warrior to shield him, watching ahead tensely.

He had not even canceled 【Bigby's Grasping Hand】—it remained locked in its grip.

Suddenly—

The massive mana hand twitched.

Wilson's eyes widened in horror, as if he'd seen a ghost.

The grasping hand was suddenly torn open by an unstoppable force!

"How is this possible? 【Bigby's Grasping Hand】's power rivals that of a mid-seventh-tier spiritual warrior specializing in strength."

The grasp continued tightening, trembling from overexertion.

Inside, Luo De held his arms apart, unmoving.

"Is it my imagination? I feel your spell's strength is rather weak."

Saying this, he twisted his broad waist.

With his hands, he tore off two fingers of the massive mana hand.

The grasp visibly recoiled, trembling as it retreated into the torn space.

Luo De dropped the severed fingers and opened his palm.

The 【Sacrificial Blade】, bound by the 【Ownership】 skill, flew to his hand like a magnet.

He grinned.

"Aggressive probing complete. Now let's see if you're as resilient as Ame'er."

Instantly—

Luo De vanished from his spot and reappeared before Wilson.

The golden sword swung through the air, its blade scorching the atmosphere with violent friction, sparking, then engulfing itself in roaring flames.

It was a perfectly straight strike.

He did not even use spiritual arts.

The fire was merely the sword's random trigger: 【Heartfire Affix】.

Yet as the flame arced through the air like a crescent moon, it instantly cleaved the meticulously crafted Dread Warrior in two!

From left shoulder to right flank.

Armor, skin, muscle, bone—all offered zero resistance to the blade's glide.

Amid the splattering black blood—

Behind Wilson's glasses, his eyes were filled with infinite terror.

Boom—

A wall of steel suddenly burst through the bones and blood, rising vertically between them.

"Heh."

A layer of blue-white mist appeared on Luo De's surface.

It rapidly expanded into a colossal bronze dragon.

【Soul Impact】!

(End of Chapter)