Becoming an adventurer by copying monster abilities

Chapter 99 Roar

In the underlying rules defined by the material plane and the bottomless abyss.

The vast majority of demons belong to the category of "evil spirits" rather than "undead creatures" born from negative energy.

Although their souls return to the bottomless abyss after death, they are already almost immortal beings.

However, the damage bonus of "Fatal Touch (Imitation)" against undead creatures does not apply to these monsters from the Abyss.

Moreover, the Teeth of Yenogu are beings that exist in the material plane.

Therefore, this special longsword in his hand comes from the Sleeping Guide.

It did not unleash the overwhelming power it had previously displayed against undead creatures.

But its sharp blade still managed to cut open the ever-deepening wound on Yenogu's Fang.

Dark, viscous blood, accompanied by a large amount of abyssal black energy, erupted from the wound.

Luke was unsure whether this strike would be enough to stop his opponent's movement.

Therefore, his body movements did not pause or hesitate at all.

Just as Yenogu's Fang was severely injured, its entire berserk body briefly stiffened and instinctively staggered backward.

Luke took out the flint and steel that he had prepared long ago but had never had the chance to use.

"Snapped!"

A cluster of faint but intense sparks burst forth in the air, landing precisely on the other person.

In an instant, the oil that had been stained with Yenogu's tooth was completely ignited.

Flames began to spread rapidly along the gnoll's dark red fur.

Although the fire did not cause much damage in the short term.

However, its wild nature and deep-seated fear of fire still threw it into a panic.

Their defensive stance crumbled instantly, and their agile dodging movements became riddled with openings.

Luke seized the opportunity and swung his longsword with even greater ease and ferocity.

The black and white sword began to leave wounds on the opponent at a high frequency.

Especially on the back of the gnoll's neck, the wound would deepen with each strike.

As the opponent extended its claws to block, the sword light appeared in front of him, widening the wound on his abdomen once more.

Soon, Yenogu's Fang looked extremely disheveled and miserable.

Its black and red mane was burned into a pungent char in the flames.

The spine in his neck had been broken in large sections by a series of precise slashes.

The intestines and organs in the abdomen dangled exaggeratedly outside, dragging on the dark red stone floor.

Until that hyena-like head was completely severed.

This special creature, favored by the demon, finally succumbed to its life force and collapsed to the ground.

Luke nervously examined the blade of Fatal Touch carefully.

To his relief, the materials used to make the longsword were indeed extraordinary.

Despite such intense slashing, no chips or wear were left on the blade.

Luke breathed a slight sigh of relief, and with a thought, transformed it back into a ring.

He then picked up the silver-white half-sword that had been flung away earlier.

Without any delay, he took out a bottle of healing potion from his storage space.

He tilted his head back and drank it down, preparing for the next battle.

During the brief lull in the effects of the medicine, Luke recalled his previous sword-drawing stance and movements.

After this battle, his swordsmanship seemed to have improved considerably.

After three minutes of noise, the next enemy arrived as scheduled.

Just as Luke had guessed.

This time, he will face the same fearsome banshee from the bottomless abyss, with a seductive and alluring figure.

By now, Luke has confirmed it.

All the monsters that appear in the arena are related to the abilities replicated on his panel.

He was also thankful that he hadn't activated his ability to materialize the projection of the owl-bear immediately.

After all, monsters like "Yenog's Fang" or "Banshee of Fear" are examples of such monsters.

Its bizarre abilities account for a significant portion of the challenge level strength assessment.

The Owl Bear, on the other hand, possesses astonishing physical strength.

In this arena where abilities cannot be used, it will definitely be a tough battle for Luke.

Of course, the power of the Banshee should not be underestimated.

Even if its psychological power is useless against Luke.

However, it has higher agility and high-speed flight capabilities than the Fang of Yenogu.

This is also extremely troublesome for Luca, who currently has no counter-attack techniques.

However, Luca, who already had extensive experience in the match, immediately chose the most effective strategy.

When the Banshee of Fear unleashes her trump card for survival, the Fear Scream.

Luca, standing in the center of the field, acted like an ordinary person with no ability to resist.

His eyes glazed over for a moment, he threw away the standard longsword in his hand, his legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground.

Having learned from previous experiences, Luke's disguise was now flawless.

As expected, the Banshee of Fear didn't think much of it and, after discovering that her prey had been successfully mentally stunned, decided to wait.

It immediately spread its wings, its sharp claws extending and transforming into a black blade, heading straight for Luke.

Just as the other person was about to get close to him, Luke suddenly opened his eyes.

To ensure that the Banshee of Terror could not pull away at extreme flight speed.

At this point, it was too late to pick up the longsword from the ground.

Luke immediately rolled away, dodging the opponent's claws.

With a swift movement, she wrapped her arms around the body of the fearsome banshee, clinging to her completely.

Terrified, the banshee spun her deformed body wildly, carrying Luke as she hurtled into the sky.

Luke clamped his legs tightly around the other woman's body, regained his balance, and then flipped over to ride on the back of the Banshee of Terror.

The bronze ring on his hand transformed back into a longsword.

He recalled the corpse of the Banshee, whose flight ability had been nullified by Murphy's team, that he had seen in the abandoned quarry.

Luke gripped the longsword in a reverse grip and viciously stabbed at the two weak points on the back of the wolf's wings.

The Banshee's defensive capabilities are not as terrifying as the Fang of Yenogu.

Moreover, these two positions were extremely tricky, with the sword avoiding most of the wings' protection and piercing straight through the opponent's body.

The Banshee of Terror, weakened by the two wounds, fell from the sky with Luke in tow.

With the monster's body beneath him acting as a cushion, the fall from the height did not have a significant impact on Luke.

He didn't give the other person any chance to breathe or struggle; the moment he got up, he firmly stepped on the other person's body, which was still struggling in pain.

He wielded the black longsword with both hands, swinging it repeatedly with all his might.

They didn't stop until they had completely severed the head of the Banshee of Terror.

Thanks to the combat experience I had accumulated before, and a better understanding of the Banshee's weaknesses.

This battle, which should have been much more difficult, ended unusually quickly.

Luke had already witnessed how valuable the banshee's corpse was.

However, he did not have Murphy's professional preservation skills.

Not wanting to waste time on an autopsy, he immediately decided to put the entire corpse into the ring's storage space.

But after several attempts, there was still no response.

It seems that the corpse of this fearsome banshee is not real.

Luke had no choice but to give up.

Standing in the arena, looking at the monster corpses scattered all over the ground.

If the ultimate goal of the arena isn't to die here.

This level 6 challenge, the Banshee of Fear, should be the final piece of this trial.

However..

The scene before him was exactly what Luke least wanted to see.

This time, there were no bells, chimes, or frenzied cheers.

The entire space fell into a deathly silence.

Immediately afterwards, the rough, dark red flagstone floor began to tremble.

It looked as if some unimaginably huge creature was slowly emerging from the ground.

The temperature inside the entire arena suddenly rose.

A wave of intense heat swept over us, and the air began to fill with the acrid smell of burning everything.

Luke instinctively looked up.

The gray, empty sky seemed to dim instantly, as if it had been eclipsed.

A massive, terrifying shadow that blotted out the sky and almost completely filled the horizon and the field of vision.

It was getting closer and larger in Luke's field of vision.

What followed was a roar that could evoke the most primal, instinctive fear in all living beings.

"Ioreclax, the Lord of Ashes!"

The enormous, boundless figure was slowly descending.

The seemingly indestructible ancient arena could not withstand such terrifying energy pressure.

With a deafening cracking sound, the outermost solid stone steps began to crumble in large areas.

Next came those high walls.

Even without any combustible material, these ancient stone bricks are still covered with a layer of dark red flames that never go out.

Carbonization, charring, cracking...

This ancient, sturdy structure, which had stood firm underground for countless years, is now only known through Luke's memories.

The projected image of the Ash Lord using some mysterious method was already overwhelmed.

A comprehensive collapse trend has begun to emerge.

As the surrounding high walls collapsed, the rules and spells that sealed the combat technique also became ineffective.

Feeling his body become "whole" again, Luke did not hesitate at all.

They pushed their speed to the limit along the crumbling ruins and gaps in the high walls.

They began a frantic, full-speed sprint towards the unknown, dark area beyond the arena.

What's the point of fighting?

The buffer zone between the outer edge of Sunset Forest and its core depths.

Unlike its usual tranquility, this ancient forest was now incredibly lively and chaotic.

The mountains and fields were teeming with riotous wild beasts and monsters.

Countless unrestrained demon armies rampage, and a dozen elite adventurers fighting and retreating amidst the demonic torrent.

Magical elements flew wildly in the sky, intertwining with the dazzling brilliance of various high-level combat techniques.

It turned everything along the way upside down, leaving it in ruins.

Although in the short term, ordinary low-level demon armies could not pose any fatal threat to this powerful adventurer team.

The problem is that these monsters from the bottomless abyss are constantly crawling out of the abyssal fissure in the Rotten Leaf Pool.

The number is so large it's despairing.

Even if we just rely on sheer numbers, we'd probably wear down several adventurers who aren't good at long battles.

Previously, several high-ranking spellcasters in the group had also tried to leave this hellish place using the fifth-circle spell "Teleportation Array".

However, the abyssal rift, which had expanded several times over, had already projected the chaotic, bottomless abyssal rules onto the material plane on a large scale.

The chaotic negative energy of the abyss severely interfered with the surrounding magic network particles.

The spellcasters found it difficult to construct accurate dimensional coordinates and teleportation models in the void amidst such violent interference.

Now, the group has finally retreated from the battle to a relatively safer edge area, a little further away from the rift.

The spellcasters began attempting to construct teleportation arrays.

"Ten minutes!"

Murphy's mastery of spatial magic was the most profound among them.

After eliminating some external interference, she immediately restored her ability to create a stable teleportation array.

Upon hearing Murphy's command, everyone's faces immediately lit up with joy.

Faced with hordes of charging demons, they began to fight back without reservation.

As more and more demonic creatures appeared, some truly challenging monsters finally revealed their true forms.

"Croak!"

Several large, bouncy figures rapidly approached in everyone's sight.

With each heavy leap and landing, large amounts of foul-smelling sludge fell from their bodies.

The sludge fell to the ground, instantly making a "sizzling" sound and rising a small amount of thick smoke.

Clearly, the sludge on these monsters contained strong acid and corrosive toxins.

These monsters look like mutated ugly toads.

The skin exposed after the sludge falls off is covered with jagged, sharp teeth or fungi that emit spore-like fumes.

It appears intermittently and disappears quickly, making it seem extremely eerie.

The names of these monsters also perfectly match their repulsive and horrifying appearance:

Mad Toad Demon.

These toad-like abyssal demons are as intellectually deficient as the Fearful Demon.

However, their combat abilities are worlds apart.

The Mad Toad Demon's challenge level is as high as 8!

Their bodies are constantly surrounded by a foul aura that is far more powerful than that of demons and ghosts.

Any creature that approaches them must undergo a physical exemption assessment.

If you can't withstand it, you'll instantly fall into a state of weakness due to poisoning.

In addition, their naturally robust physique brings them exceptional vitality.

And its unique physical structure grants it extremely high magic resistance.

Whether you're a melee fighter or a spellcaster, facing such an enemy is a real headache.

Now, multiple Mad Toad Demons have appeared on the battlefield at the same time and have begun to besiege the adventurer team.

Even though the average professional level of everyone present was above level 9, the defensive battle began to become difficult.

Soon, under the Mad Toad Demon's fearless onslaught of venom and claw attacks, some adventurers were injured.

They began to retreat to the middle of the makeshift defensive line, gulping down antidotes or healing potions.

Fortunately, there are still a few creatures on the field that can counter this monster.

For example, the barbarian warrior who completely ignored the enemy's poison gas aura.

He was shirtless, his eyes bloodshot, and he shredded all the demons that tried to approach him.

Even the Mad Toad Demon's sticky, thick skin couldn't withstand more than a few heavy blows from this barbarian warrior's giant axe.

Adventurers with ranged physical abilities include Yakin, who is skilled at wielding the spinning hammer, and Dane, an elf who is adept at using demon-subduing arrows.

Similarly, when coordinated, they can inflict effective damage.

However, all of this is based on the premise that the number of the other side is still within a controllable range.

They served as the backbone of the demon army in the protracted "Endless Blood War" between the bottomless abyss and the nine layers of hell.

The most terrifying and unparalleled advantage of the Mad Toad Demon has never been its individual combat strength, but its sheer numbers.

Soon, more and more Mad Toad Demons began to appear in dense swarms not far away, swept up by the torrent of demons behind them.

The adventurers' defenses were gradually compressed, making it increasingly difficult for them to maneuver.

The intense physical exertion caused everyone's injuries to worsen.

Even that barbarian warrior whose fighting power increased the more damage he took.

Facing the relentless onslaught of several mad toad demons.

The speed at which he wielded the giant axe inevitably began to wane.

At the center of the battle formation was a spatial teleportation array in front of Murphy.

It will still take some time before it is completely stable and formed.

Given the current dire situation of being completely surrounded, even if the teleportation array is successfully completed in a few more minutes...

With so many high-level demons entangled in close combat and spatial interference, it was impossible for anyone present to escape unscathed.

A few unlucky souls will inevitably be left behind to cover the retreat and die.

At this critical moment.

"roar!"

A chilling roar suddenly echoed across the entire Sunset Forest!