Chapter 155 - 122: Battle Maniac_1

Chapter 155: Chapter 122: Battle Maniac_1Gaven had just chosen Bull’s Strength, and not only did his arms become more robust, but two sharp bull horns also sprang from his head, granting him a +4 enhancement in strength. With the magical enhancement from the Dragon’s Tooth Gloves, Gaven’s strength broke through the Transcendent level (20 points), reaching a terrifying 21 points. Without resorting to Berserk, the strength of a Half-Ogre was now merely 19 points. In Felen, once any attribute surpasses 20 points, it signifies entry into the Transcendent phase—excelling in a particular aspect, and becoming transcendental. To put it simply, every action is intertwined with the force of magic. The level of Transcendent that Gaven achieved with the aid of magical power is known as pseudo-Transcendent; if he reached twenty points solely through innate bonuses, he would receive an extremely special Transcendent reward. The Bionic Art provided an innate bonus, whereas the Dragon’s Tooth Gloves offered an external magical enhancement. Gaven drew the Keen Edge Longspear from the Howard Convenient Bag and leapt forth, aiming for the back of the crippled Carrier Bug. The Keen Edge Longspear, gripped firmly in both hands, was propelled to its limit by Gaven, flickering with a dazzling magical sheen. Pfft! The thick chitinous shell of the Carrier Bug, like tofu, was easily pierced by the Keen Edge Longspear, which sank a quarter of its two and a half meter length inside. The Keen Edge Longspear’s ability to ignore Innate Armor made it the divine artifact for combating the Carrier Bug. Crack! Crack! Crack! In agony, the Carrier Bug convulsed, its massive pincers snapping together incessantly with a clacking sound. Clearly, the recent strike had injured its innards. Ha! Gaven bellowed, pulling the Keen Edge Longspear out bit by bit from the Carrier Bug’s body. As he exerted himself, the muscles in his arms bulged, causing the Combat Armor to stretch taut. The sensation of dull blade slicing through flesh was even more excruciating, and the Carrier Bug trembled more violently. After withdrawing the Keen Edge Longspear, Gaven did not thrust downward again. Instead, he shook the spear rapidly with both hands until it entered a high-frequency vibration and then suddenly thrust out diagonally. Transcendent strength, legendary skill, and armor penetration. The three aspects merged perfectly together. The strike was even more lethal than his previous dive attack from above. This time, the Keen Edge Longspear did not aim directly for the Carrier Bug’s chitinous armor but targeted a nursery chamber whose lid was malfunctioning. The violently trembling Keen Edge Longspear penetrated through that slight gap, burrowing further until a third of its length was deeply embedded. What was more terrifying was that the Keen Edge Longspear remained in a state of high-frequency vibration. The wound it created wasn’t just a puncture but a vast laceration, particularly since the spearhead continued to sway back and forth after entering deep into the Carrier Bug’s body, turning the impaled area into a mush of blood and flesh. This time, the Carrier Bug did not merely twitch in pain; it was utterly paralyzed by it. The pain-maddened Carrier Bug opened part of its nursery chambers in a frenzy, recklessly releasing all of its remaining Carrier Bug Larvae. "Protect Lord Gaven," General Stelina ordered as soon as she saw the extraordinary lethality of Gaven’s spear against the Carrier Bug. She immediately adjusted her tactics. All Brolan of the Autumnbreeze stopped their attack and closed in on Gaven, with Yaling Long Knives slashing at those ejected Carrier Bug Larvae. They maintained a suitable distance from Gaven, trying to suppress the power of their Autumnbreeze Protection as much as possible. The Carrier Bug was evidently at the end of its rope; the larvae it released now numbered only in the twenties or thirties, most were half-formed with small bodies, tiny cicada wings, slow flight, and incomplete armor. Most of them were slain by the five Brolan of the Autumnbreeze before they could take effect. A few that reached Gaven were met with his complete Concentration as he pulled out the Keen Edge Longspear and started to shake it again, aiming for the original spot, launching another thrust. Even the mature Carrier Bug larvae couldn’t penetrate the Combat Armor, let alone these half-finished ones. At this moment, Gaven had good reason to suspect that Yaling Lord Virginia was an expert in Prophecy Spells. The equipment she had given him seemed to be tailored for precisely this kind of situation. This fleeting thought passed through his mind before he refocused on the battle at hand. Even on the violently shaking back of the Carrier Bug, Gaven’s strikes with the Keen Edge Longspear were accurate, targeting the same laceration created by the previous thrust. This time the Keen Edge Longspear plunged halfway through. Gaven felt a twinge of regret. Had he known, he would have saved a couple of Improved Dragon Tremor Bombs. If he could insert them into these wounds and set off an internal demolition, the lethality would be even more impressive. Next time, he would definitely carry a couple more on his person. The following two minutes were a dazzling performance by Gaven, as the Keen Edge Longspear stirred up a storm with its movements, stirring the same wound back and forth incessantly. Soon enough, a massive gaping hole appeared on the back of the Carrier Bug. But the life force of the Carrier Bug was just as terrifyingly resilient. After so much ravaging, there was no hint of it dropping dead. Instead, it changed direction and headed for a branch of the Dragon Scale Oak, beginning to climb it. While climbing, it continued to shake violently, trying to dislodge those infesting its back. This tactic proved effective. The five Yaling Warriors were forced to flap their Angel Wings to ascend once more. General Stelina rushed forward, wrapping her arms around Gaven and lifting him into the air with her. By now, the Carrier Bug must despise him to the extreme; if Gaven landed, it was likely to turn around and retaliate immediately. With a creature of this size, just a graze or touch could be fatal. Aivensa, who had been circling around, spotted an excellent opportunity to attack, and swooped down, landing precisely where Gaven had just been viciously stabbing with his Keen Edge Longspear. She unleashed a Strong Acid Breath, pouring it all into the wound. This was surely a death blow. The Strong Acid, seeping through every opening, spread through the wound, corroding its relatively fragile innards. All eight of its claws ceased to function momentarily, and it fell straight off the trunk, landing on its back with all limbs in the air. This sudden turn of events left Gaven and his group utterly dumbfounded. With the Carrier Bug underneath it, in its blind spot, they dared not rush up recklessly. The Carrier Bug’s claws could tear through the Dragon Scale Oak like paper, let alone their petite statures. But the Carrier Bug had also lost the ability to move, and was barely clinging to life where it was. It was unclear whether the Carrier Bug was too severely injured to turn over for the moment or if it had seen through Gaven and his team’s reluctance, as it showed no intention of turning over. The gleam in the giant feline’s eyes indicated it was biding time and had not been killed by the young dragon’s Strong Acid Breath. Stelina said with a serious expression, "It’s delaying time. The Carrier Bug has a potent self-healing ability. The more time it drags out, the worse it is for us. We must find a way to completely finish it off." "Leave trapping it to us, but we need a bit of time," said Nicole, who had already regrouped with her kin, as she flew over. "You guys? How exactly?" Gaven glanced at the small stature of the Pikespirit, then back at the Carrier Bug, massive as a heavy-duty truck. It was hard to imagine how they could possibly trap the Carrier Bug. "You’ll know very soon," Nicole replied, not having the leisure to explain to Gaven as she flew back to her group of kin. Soon, the Pikespirits demonstrated through their actions that when using magical power, size doesn’t matter, especially when thousands of a naturally magical race work together in concerted effort. Pikespirits are forest fairies, with the reputation of being magical fairies and are born Druids. They doodle on the frosted surfaces of lakes in winter, encouraging new buds to sprout when spring arrives; they adorn blossoming flowers with dewdrops in summer, and paint leaves with autumn’s colors. They are the goddesses who oversee the seasons, messengers on earth, helping the goddess control the changes of the seasons. Though these rumors are undoubtedly exaggerated and mythicized, they all without fail demonstrate the Pikespirits’ ability to manipulate nature. Accompanied by the chanting of thousands of Pikespirits, the Dragon Scale Oak beneath the Carrier Bug began to tremble, and brambles covered with dense dragon scales stretched out, wrapping around the Carrier Bug that lay with its limbs in the air. At first, the Carrier Bug didn’t take much notice, its giant pincers easily snipping the brambles that wrapped around it, and with a little effort from its eight limbs, it could tear them apart. But it couldn’t withstand the increasing number of dragon scaled vines that kept emerging, wrapping more and more tightly around its legs. This finally put the Carrier Bug in a panic, and it couldn’t lie on the ground playing dead any longer; it awkwardly flipped itself over. Already poised for action, Gaven and the others repeated their previous move, leaping onto the Carrier Bug’s back for a new round of stabs. Only when they landed back on the Carrier Bug did they realize that its feigned death was not only to buy time. The Strong Acid Breath from Aivensa had indeed caused it considerable harm. Where Gaven had previously made a hole the size of an arm, the juvenile dragon had turned it into a hole as wide as a person. Had the Carrier Bug not taken the opportunity to empty out most of the strong acid, it might have been completely dissolved. Seeing the Carrier Bug snap off the dragon scaled vines on its body and get ready to climb up the trunk again, Gaven didn’t think twice; he jumped right into the hole carved out by the dragon’s corrosion. "You’re insane," Stelina yelled incredulously from behind Gaven. It was her first time witnessing such a mad combat technique, deliberately burrowing into the body of the enemy. Even if one wore combat armor, even though it was known to be the deadliest method of attack. To Stelina’s mind, it was a decision she would never make unless it was the very last resort. Gaven, on the other hand, seemed to carry no burden or trouble about it. He was truly a madman, a battle madman. With combat armor for protection, Gaven had indeed become bolder and more insane than ever before—or more accurately, he had always had a fierce edge to him. It was this toughness that helped him survive the tough life of slavery. It was this toughness that allowed him to press forward bravely, stepping into the ranks of legends. Contrarily, in this life, in order to plan a better future, he had forcibly suppressed his fierce edge with reason, preventing himself from getting into unnecessary trouble and predicaments due to a penchant for combat. Now, he was merely releasing a tiny bit of his nature. Bionic Art influenced him somewhat, for this ability didn’t just mimic a simple trait. S~eaʀᴄh the novёlF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. The Keen Edge Longspear naturally couldn’t be used anymore, besides, it wasn’t needed. Without shell protection here, a regular Dagger’s lethality wasn’t much different. Wielding two Daggers, Gaven’s hands exerted Transcendent lethality, fiercely slashing at the Carrier Bug’s innards. With a complex look, Stelina glanced once at the Carrier Bug’s wound, where Gaven had disappeared from view. All that could be seen was the dazzling light emitted by the combat armor. She motioned to the other four Yaling Spirit Soldiers, "Retreat." Their presence was no longer of much use the moment Gaven burrowed into the Carrier Bug’s body. All that remained was the Bug’s final madness, frenetically jumping and rolling, attempting to shake off the two-legged reptile that had infiltrated its body. All attempts were in vain; Gaven had already burrowed deep into its body, clinging as tenaciously as a burrowing maggot. "Get out now, or you’ll perish with it," Stelina appeared again at the hole, yelling at Gaven.