Chapter 87: A-Combo Follow-Up Normal Attack

Humans, serpents, dragons—the three forms of the Death Servants; the more their exteriors resemble their masters, the stronger they become.

At this moment, in the presidential suite, there stood a Death Servant whose appearance closely resembled a dragon.

Pale, skeletal wings stretched out behind it, its golden pupils ignited but devoid of any emotion.

It posed a greater threat to Li Ang than the Fifth-Generation Kindred he had encountered before; even the standard alchemical bullets fired by the Operations Division agents could not pierce its body.

If this had been yesterday, Li Ang might have needed to exert considerable effort to defeat it.

But today, he was no longer the man he had been yesterday.

He casually slammed a humanoid Death Servant into the wall, then surged toward the dragon-shaped Death Servant that was silently watching him by the floor-to-ceiling window.

Under the immense recoil, fine cracks instantly appeared on the spot where he had stood.

"Sssss!"

Seeing this, the dragon-shaped Death Servant let out a terrifying cry, part serpent, part dragon, and immediately collided with Li Ang.

Boom—

The shockwave from their clash ruffled the hair of the Operations Division agents at the door, making them involuntarily swallow.

To be honest, even now they still didn't understand why so many Death Servants had appeared here.

Li Ang, who was currently battling the dragon-shaped Death Servant, obviously wouldn't answer their questions—and besides, this matter involved a Dragon King, so he certainly wouldn't speak carelessly.

As Li Ang threw a punch, the dragon-shaped Death Servant was forced to dodge.

After only a brief exchange, the monster's hands began trembling uncontrollably; it was truly beginning to falter.

The reason for this was that Li Ang's current physical strength was simply absurdly excessive.

【Physical Strength 4.2】+【Reverse Birth: Three Layers】+【Blood Surge】, stacked together, his power had reached a terrifying level.

Could you possibly withstand this punch in less than three months?

Seeing the dragon-shaped Death Servant begin dodging his attacks, Li Ang slightly curled his lips.

'Odin surely didn't anticipate my power rising this fast, nor did he expect I don't fight using Bloodline Powers.'

To be honest, in Li Ang's view, Odin's decision to send Death Servants to capture him was an extremely foolish one.

After all, in this world, whether Bloodline or pure-blooded Dragon Clan, most of their strength lies in Bloodline Powers.

And Death Servants, being mindless monsters, naturally cannot activate Bloodline Powers—they can only fight based on physical attributes and instinct.

If this were a normal Bloodline, Odin might have succeeded.

But the problem is, Li Ang isn't a native of the Dragon Clan world; from the very beginning, he never walked the same path as these little dragon-people—he has always relied on his professional panel.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help muttering to himself in his mind.

'No, I owe today entirely to myself! After all, 【Traveler】 and 【Console Player】 are my own talents.'

Thus, a bizarre and absurd scene appeared before the eyes of the Operations Division agents at the door.

Inside the chaotic presidential suite, a young man was chasing and beating a grotesquely deformed dragon-shaped monster.

This eerie sight left them momentarily unable to tell who the real monster was.

At this moment, even the mindless dragon-shaped Death Servant felt a flicker of frustration.

After all, its master had ordered it to bring back the Bloodline behind it alive, making it hesitant and restrained.

But if things continued like this, not only would it fail to bring back the Bloodline behind it—it might even die here itself.

Though the dragon-shaped Death Servant had lost its reason, it still retained basic instincts for self-preservation.

"Roar!"

It roared, then spread its skeletal wings wide, attempting to block the view of the figure behind it.

But its effort was doomed to fail—a pale hand instantly pierced through the wings.

"Aaaah!"

Amid a shrill scream, the dragon-shaped Death Servant was pinned to the ground by Li Ang.

It thrashed violently, but its strength—enough to crush ordinary Bloodlines—seemed laughably feeble against Li Ang now.

Bang—

The next instant, the dragon-shaped Death Servant's head exploded like a watermelon, red and white splattering across the floor.

Seeing this, Li Ang flicked his hand away in distaste.

After eliminating the dragon-shaped Death Servant, the rest was simple.

The remaining humanoid Death Servants were dispatched by Li Ang with barely any effort, sent to join their master.

'So weak.'

After the battle ended, Li Ang's profession panel refreshed with new information.

【Used Blood Surge in combat, Skill EXP +67】.

【Used Blood Surge in combat, Profession EXP +112】.

【Used Reverse Birth: Three Layers in combat, Skill EXP +54】.

'The 【Bloodline】 profession's EXP gain is too easy. Feels like I might hit max level even before 【Qi Refiner】.'

Li Ang's 【Bloodline】 profession, acquired yesterday, had already reached 【Lv2 (126/200)】 today.

As he marveled at how easily his new profession was leveling up, the Operations Division agents at the door stared at the bloody scene inside the suite, speechless.

If any ordinary civilian had been present, they'd likely have mistaken Li Ang for some kind of super-murderer.

Eventually, the captain who had led the operation against the Fifth-Generation Kindred was the first to react: "Send people immediately to clean this up."

"Mr., I'll take you to another room now."

The first sentence was addressed to the Operations Division agents present; the second was directed at Li Ang.

At that moment, Gudrian and Chu Chu Zihang arrived late.

The two had spoken with Li Ang earlier that day, and with such a major incident occurring, they naturally came.

However, upon seeing Li Ang completely unscathed, and the dead Assassins strewn across the floor of the presidential suite, Guderian couldn't help but gape: "Mr. Li"

"You did all of this??"

And Chu Zihang beside him furrowed his brow slightly as he looked at the Assassins' corpses on the ground.

The expressionless youth, for some unknown reason, felt a faint, inexplicable sense of familiarity from these monsters' corpses.

Facing Guderian's inquiry, a perfectly measured flash of anger crossed Li Ang's face: "Was this done by your Kassel College?"

"I really didn't expect the illustrious Secret Party to act in such a despicable manner — don't you claim to share an irreconcilable enmity with pure-blooded dragons?"

That's right — Li Ang planned to pin what Odin had done on Kassel College first, to see if he could squeeze some benefit out of it.

Of course, the one present here was Guderian; if it had been Angers or Flamel instead, he would have had a completely different story prepared.

One more chapter coming later