Novel Full Chapter 946: Level Up! [3]
Chapter 946: Level Up! [3]
The exchange that followed was brutal.
Michael watched from his position, tracking what he could. At this point he had activated his Wisdom state, boosting his perception enough making him fare better than before.
He could see the advantage was on their side, but to his discomfort the fight was not moving toward a conclusion at a speed that satisfied him.
The undead Drakeblood’s aggressive push and the undead demonic supernatural’s domain plus magical support continued pressing and suppressing Shojo from every direction.
The ten percent combat suppression from Death’s Ground was also contributing, but even with all of that combined, this was going to take a while.
Michael’s unease built steadily until he made another decision.
He opened the coffin space and summoned Beginning.
"As long as you don’t get swallowed or killed in one move."
When it came to undead like Beginning, Spartan, and the others who had been with him from the early days, Michael did not like taking risks with their lives if he could help it.
The undead titan emerged and entered the fight without ceremony.
Shojo registered the new arrival and immediately directed a concentrated strike at it.
Beginning took it directly.
As expected, within what could barely count as a first exchange, Beginning was injured. The damage was severe as Beginning took the full weight of a late stage Legendary creature attack without restraint.
Under ordinary circumstances it would have been catastrophic for even a fellow Legendary Stage creature of the same level.
However, Beginning’s Law of Rebirth made this situation uniquely suited to it.
The injuries fed back into Beginning’s strength, and Death’s Ground’s regeneration layered on top of that. Though it did not add the same excess buff to strength that the law provided, Beginning’s damage healed at a rate that should not have been possible under normal circumstances.
Beginning rose from each brutal exchange stronger than it had entered it.
By the time Beginning had forcefully pushed itself to level 93 through the accumulated damage, the situation had shifted entirely.
Shojo was getting beaten from three directions simultaneously. The undead Drakeblood pressed from above. The undead demonic supernatural’s domain suppressed its abilities while throwing occasional sneak attacks and Beginning fought in close combat, trading injury for injury to see who gave out first.
Shojo had run out of angles and could only desperately fight for its life.
Michael’s heart only began to settle when he saw how badly the situation had turned for Shojo.
The deer that had trapped them in the Crimson Burial Ground and matched the Drakeblood blow for blow was now fighting desperately on three fronts with no clean exit available. It was the kind of shift that did not reverse easily.
But even as relief arrived, so did alarm.
At this point Michael could tell Shojo was considerably stronger than the undead Drakeblood at level 90. Many times stronger.
At least Michael did not think that if the situation were reversed and it was the undead Drakeblood absorbing Shojo’s focused attacks, it would perform as well as Shojo had.
The Drakeblood’s bloodline advantage compensated for part of the level gap, but the raw output Shojo was generating while suppressed, surrounded, and beaten from three directions proved its strength.
One should also not forget that none of Michael’s undead were ordinary either.
If they had been average creatures of their respective races, to achieve the current advantage, they would probably all need to be above level 90 at minimum.
Michael genuinely wanted to know what level Shojo was as it would also say something about the current ceiling of his capabilities.
Unfortunately the gap between his own level and Shojo’s made his Detect skill useless here. The highest level he could confirm on an opponent was level 85, and Shojo was clearly above that ceiling.
Michael found himself genuinely curious how close it was to level 100, the peak of Rank 4.
He supposed he would find out after killing it, something that seemed increasingly inevitable as the battle continued.
Shojo was a monster and not of an intelligent race like humans, which meant it would produce experience points upon death.
Michael felt a pulse of excitement as he wondered how many levels his undead might gain from the kill, and then he suddenly paused.
"I’m currently at level 65. Ten more levels before I can attempt another rank advancement. Regardless of any advantage I have, progress at this stage will be slower than before. But what will happen if I take the last kill on this monster myself?"
Unlike some games where experience went only to whoever dealt the finishing blow, the Land of Origin functioned differently.
Though a significant portion of the experience still went to whoever secured the kill, contributions from others involved in the battle were also recognized and distributed fairly.
There was at least a twenty-five level difference between the deer and Michael. Even accounting for his Outlier title, which suppressed the normal amount of experience he could receive, Michael did not believe the experience from a monster above level 90 with a multiplier of at least twenty-five times would fail to push him up at least a few levels.
Reaching the peak of Rank 3 in one go was probably a stretch. But several level up was not.
This was considerably faster than grinding it out through law cultivation.
The more Michael thought about it, the more his excitement built.
He was also self-aware enough to recognize the situation for what it was. Having designs on a creature close to the demigod threshold while sitting at Rank 3, not even at the peak of his own rank, was by any reasonable standard a little crazy.
But the question was not whether it was crazy. The question was whether he could do it without dying in the process.
Looking at the state of the fight above him, a window existed.
Michael generally preferred the steady and safe path. But that did not mean he was indifferent to benefits.
Perhaps he would not actively search for them but he would not deny the ones that came to him.
Michael deepened his resolve and passed an instruction through his connections to all three undead.
"Beat it until it was almost dead."
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