Chapter 182: Victory

Allen rose higher again, seizing the opportunity to strike while the beast was sick; he intended to inflict greater harm on the basilisk while it was in pain.

He adjusted his direction in mid-air, using a Shi Zhu for cover as he charged toward the basilisk's thrashing head. A bright flame appeared once more. The basilisk was nearly driven mad by the pain in its mouth and failed to notice Allen launching an attack at this moment.

Its open left eye was swept by the scorching dragon breath, instantly turning black and charred, losing all its luster.

The basilisk cried out in even greater agony. It even forgot to bite the passing Allen; its eyes remained fragile under the assault of the dragon breath.

Its left eye, struck by the dragon breath, seemed to have gone blind. Allen keenly noticed this; if the basilisk lost one eye, it would have a large blind spot in its field of vision.

He could exploit these blind spots to launch attacks with ease, and the scales of victory tilted significantly in Allen's favor.

Allen wanted to press his advantage and continue blinding the basilisk's other eye, but the one-eyed basilisk had deeply felt its life was under threat, sensing a heavy crisis.

Under this sense of crisis, it actually endured the pain and fixed its single eye unwaveringly on Allen.

The moment Allen approached, it began to savage him with ferocious bites, attacking with a speed even faster than before.

He dared not be overconfident or risk approaching the basilisk's head again, for if the basilisk's desperate strike took him down, that would not be good.

The basilisk understood that the source of all its pain today was that red prey; to end today's suffering, it must kill him quickly.

It charged fiercely at Allen. Allen immediately abandoned his attack intent, resumed circling the Shi Zhu, and fled. While running, he released Shock Bulls and led the basilisk to run right.

Since the basilisk's left eye had lost its sight, it could not see the Shock Bulls charging from its left. Moreover, because the basilisk had frequently swept the ground just now, most of the gravel had been swept into the corners, giving the Shock Bulls the best environment to deal damage.

Another ear-grating crash rang out, the sound of the mithril horns piercing the basilisk's scales. In this single moment, five or six new wounds were added to the basilisk's body, and red fresh blood stained the floor of the secret chamber...

The basilisk finally realized something was wrong; it could not allow the Shock Bulls to keep adding wounds to it.

It abandoned the pursuit of Allen and focused entirely on dealing with the Shock Bulls.

How could Allen let the basilisk deal with the Shock Bulls in comfort? He swiftly swept past the basilisk's left side and, catching it off guard, unleashed another breath attack. He intended to bully the basilisk's blind left side!

The basilisk was nearly driven mad by Allen's tactics. It was unable to cope with everything at once, and wounds on its body continued to increase...

It frantically slammed the ground and the Shi Zhu, shattering more than half of them. This significantly reduced the element of surprise for Allen's ambushes...

But this no longer mattered to the overall situation; the Goddess of Victory was already smiling at Allen.

He spotted an opportunity to approach the basilisk and attempted to unleash another breath attack, but suddenly felt darkness before his eyes. He then realized his body had become incredibly weak. The pouch on his neck had also become shriveled, and no new magic secretion was produced for a long time...

Allen suddenly understood: although most of the magic secretion he used for breath attacks was generated by magic, the glands were part of his body and thus consumed his physical energy. His frequent breath attacks just now had already overwhelmed his body.

Without Allen's restraint, the basilisk could focus entirely on the Shock Bulls, and the Shock Bulls' hit rate became pitiful again.

Although the basilisk was heavily injured, its stamina was still abundant, while Allen's stamina was nearly exhausted...

He must find a way to inflict greater harm on the basilisk to defeat it faster, because time was not on his side; the longer it dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be for him!

Unable to use breath attacks in the short term, Allen placed his hopes for victory back on the Shock Bulls.

He also gradually discovered the problems with the existence of the Shock Bulls.

The Shock Bulls' mithril horns were actually an integral part of the Shock Bulls themselves. While this allowed the Shock Bulls to better pierce the basilisk's scales, when the Shock Bulls were crushed into shreds by the basilisk, the mithril horns embedded in the basilisk's body would also turn to wood shavings, completely unable to cause secondary damage to the basilisk.

Furthermore, the basilisk's powerful muscles could easily squeeze out these shreds. Then, by contracting its muscles, the basilisk would seal the wound, preventing continuous bleeding. Thus, the damage the Shock Bulls inflicted on the basilisk was very limited; it looked gruesome, but did not strike at the root.

However, this problem did not stump Allen.

Since he had discovered the root of the problem, solving it was a natural consequence.

He retrieved the shape parameters of the Shock Bulls' mithril horns from his memory, then transformed a piece of gravel into a mithril horn sleeve slightly larger than the horn. The horn sleeve also featured barbs on its surface.

He fitted these horn sleeves onto the horns of the Shock Bulls about to charge, then controlled the Shock Bulls to rush forward. At this moment, Allen had also gathered some strength and flew around the basilisk to attract its attention...

The new sleeve-equipped Shock Bulls collided with the basilisk smoothly, and their horns successfully breached the basilisk's defense.

The basilisk let out a miserable cry, then rolled over, crushing the Shock Bulls into wood shreds...

The Shock Bulls had vanished, but the mithril sleeve on their horns remained, and due to the basilisk's rolling, it penetrated even deeper into the basilisk's body.

The pressure from the basilisk's muscle contraction on the sleeve horn was insufficient to deactivate the deformation spell on the sleeve. Instead, the barbs on the sleeve's surface continued to cause secondary damage...

The basilisk's blood gushed out like it was free, flowing along the mithril horn sleeve left inside its body, like an open faucet...

The basilisk's vitality continuously drained away with the gushing fresh blood, and it finally became terrified...

The terrified basilisk's destructive power became even greater, but it had lost its initial calmness and composure, instead giving Allen more opportunities...

He continuously used the same method to leave gaping, bleeding wounds on the basilisk's body...

The basilisk destroyed the secret chamber even more furiously, snapping one Shi Zhu after another, but the more it did so, the faster the blood flowed from its wounds.

The ground was covered in the basilisk's fresh blood; the scene was terrifying...

Finally, the basilisk's movements slowed more and more, and its sounds grew quieter and quieter. Its huge, flat head hung lifelessly on the ground. Its only intact eye lost its initial luster, its green scales turned dull, and its breathing became rapid, clearly showing more exhalation than inhalation...

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