Thousand-Faced Dragon

Chapter 343 Test Explosion
Time gradually left its mark on Rean, and the dragon vein matured over time.

[Biotype Level: Silver, Status: Strength 16 (18), Physique 15, Agility 12, Spirit 15]

[Class: Tier 3 Paladin, Tier 1 Masked Dragon Knight (Spellcaster), Tier 2 Mage, Tier 2 Warrior, Tier 2 Priest, Tier 2 Metamorphosis, Tier 1 Dragon Spellcaster.]

For a Silver bloodline, Rean's stats are already quite impressive; he's using Gold-level attributes to pass for Silver. But considering that dragons and dragonborn are generally known for their impressive stats, this seems to be normal.

What's abnormal is always his ridiculously long profession.

To acquire any extraordinary profession, even with exceptional talent, it takes at least six months. For a profession like a mage, becoming a formal mage in two or three years is already considered a minor genius.

A career is the sum of an individual's life experiences; it is the "life journey" that he has earned with his time and life.

Part-time jobs are not impossible, but the time and life consumed are precious.

More importantly, the operating logic of many professions is contradictory.

For example, warriors are brave and charge forward, while spellcasters think twice before acting. Even without considering the adaptability of personal qualities to their profession, the self-contradiction of this fighting style, thinking, and cultivation path alone makes dual cultivation completely cost-effective.

After all, no matter how many Tier 1 classes there are, it's unlikely they can defeat a powerful warrior.

"It seems that once I reach the third-tier mage level and master fireball, I can try challenging ordinary great warriors of the fifth tier or higher without using dragon speech."

In fact, Rean is confident he can fight, but he may not be able to win easily.

Previously, his power was too mixed, but in reality, his main attack was only the Evil-Slaying Slash, lacking a truly stable and powerful weapon.

What gives him confidence now is the "fireball" that is slowly gathering on his arm.

The Fireball, merely a small fireball of the first element, now floated at Rean's fingertips.

One, two. Rean, who needed to concentrate on casting spells, easily completed the most difficult double casting.

The clustered fireballs, under Rean's control, slowly approached.
"Zi!"

In an instant, they naturally merged together, transforming into a blazing fireball the size of a fist.

Feeling the light and heat before him, Rean's sweat dripped down. He realized one of the flaws of this spell compared to traditional fireballs.

If it were a regular fireball spell, you could just throw it out at this point.

But now I must maintain its stability and ensure smooth integration. The fireball will naturally drift very close, and if it explodes accidentally, I might be the first to perish.
"No wonder they say the most important thing for a sculptor is a fire pit." Playing with fireballs, how can you avoid getting blown up?

Just like those who play with electricity, they're used to leaking electricity. The key question is whether they can survive being blown up, electrocuted, or frozen.

Rean became increasingly focused; if he didn't handle this situation well, he might really be seriously injured.

Rean carefully raised the fireball and gradually activated it.
"Complete combustion".

A faint red light flickered in Rean's hands; he had successfully activated Divine Grace.

The power of divine grace gradually enveloped the flames, but Rean was still subconsciously calculating.

"A typical fireball has a range of 20 to 60 meters and a kill radius of 6 to 8 meters."

Rean looked at the target in front of him; it was about thirty meters away, which should be within the safe range.

"Go!"

Rean chose to "let go," allowing the fireball to be thrown and detonated at the designated target. The scorching fireball reached its target in an instant.

"Boom!"

When the explosion began, Rean was even a little disappointed.

He opened the longan with all his might but didn't see any "flames," and the explosion was much quieter than expected.
"Wait, something's wrong... Dragon Wings!"

Rean abruptly raised his hands to protect his face, his wings turning around to protect his arms, while the oncoming shockwave was already hitting his face.

His outstretched "dragon armor wings" blocked most of the storm, but even so, he was still thrown away and then pressed against the wall by the wind pressure.

"Snapped!"

The violent impact stunned Rean.

After he climbed down from the wall, he noticed that there were "track marks" on the ground. He had been pushed against the wall by the explosive wind pressure, and he was a huge, heavy object.

"Target."

Rean immediately looked at the target. There was no dummy target there. With it as the core, the surrounding ground showed obvious signs of melting, and there were even some faint traces of molten iron left behind. This was probably the last remnant of the metal dummy target.

Rean took a deep breath, leaned closer to examine the results, and after a few minutes of estimation, he laughed.

"It seems I can finally be called a strong person."

At this point, Rean's various professions combined to form a powerful force, and his overall combat strength finally earned him the title of a true powerhouse.

"The kill radius is only about three and a half meters; normally it should be more than four meters."

Rean had used the two fused Fireballs individually before, and their area of ​​effect was even longer. However, this doesn't mean that activating Divine Grace weakens the spell's effect.
"The power has increased many times over; it's perfectly capable of being used as a fifth-circle spell."

"Complete combustion" causes all the light and heat to burst forth in an instant, which, in effect, reduces the range of direct explosion and combustion.

However, the wind pressure that slammed Rean against the wall demonstrated the ferocity of that moment.

The temperature and eruption at its core may be several times higher than before.
"Truly, power is power; it's completely unreasonable."

Normal combustion has a ratio, which percentage of energy is converted and how many seconds it takes to complete the conversion. The lower this value, the wider the killing range.

The "authority" of the gods caused it to erupt and ignite completely in an instant. While losing its killing range, it greatly enhanced the core's destructive power.

What would normally take several seconds to erupt is compressed into a single instant, greatly increasing the burst speed and creating this absurd wind pressure.

This completely unreasonable authority is precisely why spellcasters crave it.
The "Dragon's Word Furnace Fire" was not what his mentor had expected. Rean's strongest technique had always been Dragon's Word magic. If he were to fuse it with Divine Grace now, it would probably be able to vaporize steel instantly.

"No rush, take your time."

Divine Grace is only available twice a day, and its consumption is not low. Rean only needs to test one. He will always keep one ready for any battle.

Rean was quite satisfied; finally, he had the confidence to fight against most of the strong opponents.

"The power of the gods is deadly poison." But at this moment, it was a god who disagreed.

"If you depend on it, you will become weak; if you trust it, you will become foolish; if you believe in it, you will become someone else. As a dragon with a thousand faces, the only person you can trust is yourself."

(End of this chapter)