[14th Everdusk 2103], CGA Branch, Dyna Crest country, Test Dungeon.
As the final battle between the boss and me commenced, the boss, now in rage mode, charged forward with his longsword, intent on ending me with intense fury.
"YOU SHALL PAY THE DEBT WITH YOUR BLOOD, YOU VILE WORSHIPPER," he shouted as he swung his blade toward my neck.
The wind rose from his blade once again, but I was prepared for the attack. Taking the lead, I pushed ahead and stopped him from swinging his blade.
"YOU..." he shouted as he smashed his hand toward, trying to knock me down. used my skill to move away.
[ShadowLeap] {-25 MP}
I vanished from my position, leaving the skeleton baffled as he tried to locate me. Before he could notice anything, a blade shined behind his back and a flame erupted from nowhere. My flame enchantment on the blade was successful. It struck him on the back of his skull, producing a shattering sound and breaking a few bones in the area, yet having no visible effect on his HP or body movement.
As the flames depleted, I heard the boss's growl from ahead, indicating his growing anger.
"Using these lowly tricks won't change anything, you fool," he shouted. Before he could move behind and attack me, I threw a punch straight at his back. Although it did not crack or dent his armor, his bones crackled slightly inside him.
My eyes fell on the boss's HP to see if I could use this opportunity to attack. To my shock, the boss's HP was reduced by 3~4%, as I could feel and see the difference in the bar.
"Maybe it can work here," I said as I put my sword back into the inventory and to test my theory.
"It seems that the saying 'history repeats itself' is true. Once, the person I admire and am inspired by used his hands to defeat the enemy puppet knight to complete his class selection dungeon. Now, I find myself walking the same path of a legend who went down in history and remains in the hearts of many." I said, ready to face my battle with a flame igniting within me, determined to win and dedicate this victory to the great Mo###ch.
I rushed toward my enemy, who was poised to swing his blade and tear me apart. However, I wasn't going to give him that chance and closed the distance where he couldn't swing his blade effectively.
"This battle looks like it will be less tiring now," I said after landing a punch on his stomach, depleting a small portion of his health bar.
As our fight progressed, the advantage shifted in my favor. The boss was consumed by rage, and my fighting style improved over time. I realized that close combat was more effective than rushing to fight him, a realization confirmed by a notification.
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Weapon Proficiency (Passive) (Lv. 2)
Type: Passive
Cooldown: N/A
Mana Cost: N/A
Proficiency: 76%
Description:
A passive skill that increases the user's effectiveness with all weapons, providing enhanced accuracy, damage, and speed based on the weapon type currently equipped.
Effect:
Accuracy Boost: Increases hit chance by 7% with all weapon types.
Damage Boost: Increases weapon damage by 12%.
Attack Speed Boost: Increases attack speed by 7%.
Weapon Proficiency:
One-Handed sword: D (41%)
Hand to Hand Combat: E (08%)
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My weapon proficiency skill enhanced my hand-to-hand combat abilities, increasing my proficiency in it.
I launched a solid punch straight onto the boss's chin, sending him flying backward.
"You~~~ I won't let you win again. I can't let the evil being who killed my lord and comrades get away. Rahhhhhh~~~~." He shouted and raised his sword in the air.
"EVEN IF I DIE HERE AGAIN, I WILL AT LEAST TAKE YOU WITH ME." He shouted, and I felt immense danger from his words. If I didn't dodge or stop it, I would be dead.
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He then swung his blade toward, and a large blade of wind was ready to cut me into two pieces or even thrash me.
My brain was working at top speed to think of a way out, and I recalled all of my tricks.
"Yes, it can work." I said to myself and started running toward the boss, who looked at me and said,
"It looks like you feel there is no chance of winning, so you choose suicide to save some shame while trying to stop me, huh? But I will gladly give you this shameful death." He shouted as he launched the blade hovering above him, which rushed straight toward me. I didn't blink my eyes and was just a few centimeters away from the attack when I was swallowed up into dust particles, making it look like I was erased by the attack. The wind energy didn't stop and hit the wall in front of it, dissipating into the surroundings.
The boss looked around to find something, but nothing was seen, not even my remains, as if I had disappeared from existence.
I had vanished from the area outside the dungeon some minutes ago after my battle with the boss had started raging.
The two members of the CGA who were observing the dungeon felt something as the machine in the hands of the officer showed some irregular signs.
"Sir, look, there is a problem with the machine," he said to his superior, who rushed to his side and checked the machine to find that the mana radiation from the dungeon was overflowing.
"Sh*t, maybe that kid's luck is really bad to get into an accident during several test examinations. Now, whatever happens can only be decided by fate," he said. Before he could do or say anything, a voice appeared from behind him.
"What will be decided by fate, Mr. Field Agent?" someone said. When both officers looked behind, they were shocked from head to toe, as the person standing before them was not some normal person but...
-- To be continued --