Becoming an adventurer by copying monster abilities

Chapter 98 Blood Battle Trial

Luke lowered his head slightly and gripped the blood-stained silver longsword in his hand.

He tentatively threw out a common phrase towards the goblin opposite him.

After all, goblins are not low-level monsters like goblins, which are driven only by desires and instincts; they possess considerable intelligence.

They were not only fluent in the common language, but also owned their own military city-states in some areas.

However, the goblin ignored Luke's attempts to communicate.

He just kept roaring and charged towards Luke without regard for anything else.

Fortunately, apart from its unpredictable [Follow-Up Evasion] move, this goblin did not display any extraordinary combat abilities.

Moreover, the powerful side effects caused by the incomplete combat techniques learned by the opponent still exist.

When the goblin forcibly activated [Fleeting Evasion] for the second time, it teleported to Luke's side and attempted a fatal backstab.

It was already visible that the reddish-brown skin exposed on its tattered leather armor had cracked open with countless fine and hideous bloodstains due to the tearing of space.

Since communication was impossible, Luke naturally wouldn't hold back any longer.

In the instant that his opponent's movements were slowed by the backlash from his physical body, Luke advanced instead of retreating.

The silver-colored half-sword descended from above, carrying an unstoppable force.

Luke slashed through his armor and body together.

There were no screams, only the dull sound of a sharp blade cutting through flesh.

The goblin's body was cut in two, and then it collapsed onto the dark red stone slab like a lump of mud.

He died on the spot.

Just as the goblin lost its life, a deafening bell and a clear chime suddenly rang out again in the arena.

The sound echoed under the empty dome, as if it were a frenzied coronation for Luke's latest victory.

The cheers from the void rose again, stimulating his eardrums.

The eerie cheers lasted for about three minutes before quickly dissipating like the receding tide.

Instead, the sound of mechanical gears slowly rising from another metal gate could be heard.

This time, emerging from that deep passage were once again Luke's "old acquaintances".

Several tall, hyena-like creatures with long, ugly snouts and covered in dark brown, filthy fur.

He walked out, drooling with a foul odor.

The lingering smell of fresh blood on the arena surface stimulated their already fragile reason and bloodthirsty nerves.

Upon seeing Luke standing in the center of the field, they made no further threats or probing.

They lowered their bodies and spread out in perfect unison, assuming a hunting stance.

But in Luke's eyes now, the speed and strength of ordinary gnolls are far from sufficient.

Even when facing multiple large enemies at the same time, Luca's dodging and attacking were both calm and composed.

The longsword flew up and down in the air, and the movements were swift and agile.

Sidestep, block, backhand thrust.

Within a few rounds of fighting, all of these gnolls had their throats slit or their hearts pierced.

He lay dead in a pool of blood, lifeless.

The frenzied cheers that filled the arena returned as promised.

Three minutes later, the sound of the gate rising was heard again.

This time, he was greeted by a group of ghouls with no lips, exposed sharp teeth, hunched spines, and crawling on all fours.

Seemingly feeling that Luke's previous battles were too leisurely, this time they faced even more opponents.

There are eight in total.

It crawled rapidly toward him on the stone floor like a giant, magnified cockroach.

The intensity of this round has increased by more than a little bit.

Ghouls inherently possess a high agility attribute.

In addition, its grayish-white sharp claws and teeth carry a potent paralyzing toxin.

Once abraded, the body will fall into a state of numbness.

Unable to unleash his combat skills, Luca was also unsure whether his poison resistance feat would still be able to activate.

Therefore, he became more serious and cautious in his actions.

With his steel arm shield in front of him, he began to fight the ghouls at a safe distance.

Luke had no idea how long the gladiatorial combat would last.

Based on the current situation, this is a never-ending war of attrition.

The monsters we'll face later will likely increase in number and difficulty, or the challenges will become increasingly complex.

If he squanders his energy without restraint, he will eventually die here.

Therefore, he was not in a hurry to end the battle.

Instead, they conserved their strength as much as possible while avoiding the attacks of several ghouls.

They began to approach the high walls at the edge of the arena.

These level 1 challenge monsters, in their sheer number, no longer pose any threat to Luca.

Facing the ghoul that pounced in mid-air, Luke swung his half-sword without hesitation, precisely cleaving it in two at the waist.

To Luke's surprise,

Whenever a ghoul is killed by him, a faint trace of death energy will fly out from the corpse.

As if drawn by some irresistible force, it flew straight to Luke's right hand and merged into the bronze ring on his index finger.

Although the wisp of death energy was very weak, Luke could still feel a faint, warm resonance emanating from the ring.

However, this amount of death energy is clearly insufficient to restore the ring to its former glory, which was filled with holy light.

Luke did not kill all the ghouls, but left two alive.

The longsword precisely severed their crawling limbs.

Ensure they lose their ability to move and attack, but do not bleed to death in a short period of time.

This is to keep the fight going.

He, on the other hand, began to explore along the edge of the arena.

Unfortunately, the structure of this building is clearly illogical.

Apart from the sturdy metal gates used to release monsters, the surrounding area was all smooth, mirror-like high walls.

There were absolutely no hidden passages or escape mechanisms to be found.

Just as he was still groping along the wall, two stone spears fell from the sky in the hazy void above the arena.

The two ghouls that were still writhing in agony on the ground were nailed to death.

Just like the wandering knight who surrendered earlier, not a single drop of flesh or blood was left behind.

The rules of this arena seemed to have detected Luke's intention to avoid battle.

This round of combat was ended abruptly using this simple and brutal method.

After the ghouls are completely dead, the exact same process repeats itself.

The false yet noisy, frenzied noise began to surge again above the arena.

Luke stopped and looked up at the gray dome, letting out a deep sigh of helplessness.

It seems that taking shortcuts won't work; we can only tough it out and see how things unfold.

In the time that followed, this place completely transformed into a bloody battleground, a veritable meat grinder.

A swarm of fearsome demons capable of spewing poisonous mist;

Goblin wolf riders charging rampage on swift war wolves;

A demon with an eerie red glow emanating from its eye sockets and a foul aura;

A massive, clumsy ogre, like a small mountain of flesh...

The arena seems to possess an extremely sophisticated calculation mechanism.

The system will dynamically strengthen the monsters by increasing their numbers, based on the individual monster strength.

Ensure that Luca experiences slightly more pressure and intensity in each battle than in the previous round.

Like boiling a frog in lukewarm water, his potential was gradually squeezed out.

After each round of intense life-or-death battle, Luke only had a brief three-minute break to adjust his condition.

Countless monsters burst forth from the shadows, only to be reduced to cold corpses by his sword.

The hollow cheers that signify victory mingle with the grinding of gears that signal the start of the next deadly battle.

Like a death knell, it keeps alternating.

Luke was as if trapped in some kind of eternal purgatory, tirelessly carrying out mechanical killings.

It was also thanks to his exceptional physical attributes.

This allowed him to maintain a relatively good physical condition despite such intense and continuous battles.

Even so, some minor wounds began to appear on his body.

In the previous close-quarters battle against the demon, in order to kill it quickly, he even inadvertently inhaled a small amount of the foul-smelling poisonous fog that had a strong weakening effect.

Fortunately, there were still a few bottles of antidote left in the storage space, which relieved his worries.

Don't worry about being affected by the poison status in the upcoming battle.

The enemies currently appearing in the arena are all monsters that Luca has defeated before, or whose abilities he has replicated using Miracle Fantasy.

Luke listened to the bells and adjusted his breathing.

Do I have to type them all out again one by one?

No one could give Luke the answer.

He could only pick up his longsword and prepare for the next battle.

This time, a withered and emaciated figure emerged from behind the iron gate.

Black and red fur, a hunched body, and those scarlet eyes.

Luke recognized the other person's identity at a glance.

The Fang of Yenogu!

When Luke faced this monster, his class level was only 1.

Moreover, the other party is already seriously injured for some reason.

Even so, it almost wiped out their fully equipped adventurer team.

Now, although he has grown to level 3, all of his combat skills have been sealed.

The opponent no longer seemed to be at their last gasp.

For Luke, from this moment on, he will face a real battle to the death.

"Awoo~"

The melodious and eerie howls of wolves echoed throughout the arena.

It possesses a strange magic that can instantly instill fear in people.

After getting used to my own clumsy imitations, I heard the authentic Yenogu's Fang's cry again.

Luke even felt a sense of satisfaction, thinking that Luke truly deserved to be called a "professional".

The impact of the sound wave passed through Luke's body but had no effect on him.

It seems that the specializations on the panel still apply in the arena.

The immunity to negative mental states brought about by the [Miracle Gift] made him ignore the mental shock.

Luca was also glad that he had gained many of his "passive" skills by replicating the monster's abilities.

When facing these battles, they will not become vulnerable due to the loss of combat skills.

It was probably because he was too weak when he faced Yenogu's Fang.

Now that they were fighting head-on, Luca realized that his opponent's physical strength was not as terrifying as he had imagined.

Both strength and agility are within his capabilities to maneuver and counterattack.

However, the only thing that really bothered him was...

It's the opponent's terrifying defensive capabilities.

Luca's terrifying body, blessed by the abyss demons, caused his longsword, now devoid of the [Gluttony Slash] buff, to leave only a shallow wound with each strike against the gnoll.

Moreover, the abyssal black energy emanating from the wound was continuously healing the opponent's injuries.

The bleeding from the cut stopped quickly and began to scab over.

With this shift in power, the situation became extremely unfavorable for Luke.

After blocking the opponent's fierce claw with his arm shield, Luke began to think of a countermeasure.

First, adhering to the idea that hairy plants are weak against fire, he tried using fire as a weapon.

However, without the enhancement of various abilities, even if the kerosene bottle was thrown at Yenogu's Fang.

In this kind of close-quarters, high-intensity hand-to-hand combat where every millisecond counts.

He couldn't find any opportunity to safely pull out a flint and ignite the other person at close range.

Moreover, Yeno's Fang, like other monsters, seems to have had its ability to communicate erased by the arena.

But his fighting spirit remained, and his powerful agility made it even harder for Luca to strike.

Therefore, Luke's only remaining asset is the silver-white longsword in his hand, which is now riddled with nicks and chips.

Seeing the wounds on Yenogu's body gradually scabbing over, Luca's perception ability, which was as high as 9 points, began to take effect.

The surrounding noise seemed to gradually fade away, and Luke's breathing became extremely long.

I fell into a state of clarity.

That's a special state developed while practicing and using the [Mind's Eye Sword], allowing one to observe the opponent's movement trajectory.

It is not a specific combat technique or ability.

The moment the demonic gnoll pounced again, Luke confirmed its trajectory.

He had already prepared his longsword, and while blocking the opponent's claws, he turned and slashed.

"laugh!"

The sword struck precisely the spot where Luke had already wounded the opponent.

Old wounds are reopened.

The blood, which had just been barely stopped by the dark abyss energy, gushed out again as if a dam had burst.

At the same time, the cut visibly deepened.

Large wisps of black mist leaked out and evaporated from the wound, causing the jackal to howl in pain.

It works!

If one sword strike can't break through the opponent's defense, then two, three sword strikes will do!

When Yenogu's Fang charged forward again, Luke precisely struck it in the same spot with his half-sword.

A hint of fear and caution appeared in the eyes of the demonic gnoll.

It seems that it was no coincidence that the opponent's longsword struck the same spot.

It immediately stopped using excessively large movements and instead kept extending its claws to probe.

If the first attack misses, retreat immediately.

At the same time, consciously tighten your right arm to keep the deeper wound on your abdomen as out of the opponent's line of sight as possible.

As expected, the humans on the other side became impatient after several unsuccessful attacks.

He began to take the initiative, and the rhythm of his longsword became chaotic.

Its sharp claws began to leave marks on its opponent's body.

This time, it's its turn to find the human's weakness.

After another exchange, Luke's overly obvious intentions exposed his side to the gnolls.

It easily caught the longsword with its claws, while its nails wedged into the guard.

With terrifying explosive force, it suddenly slammed upwards.

The silver-white half-sword flew out of his hand and landed on the stone slab a dozen meters away.

Looking at his unarmed opponent, Yenogu's Fang revealed a cruel smile.

It no longer bothered to defend its injured parts and immediately decided to tear its opponent apart with a full-force attack.

However, in the instant it abandoned its blocking stance and charged forward.

On the right hand of the human in front of them, something inconspicuous suddenly emitted a strange light.

Immediately afterwards, a long sword with a pure black blade appeared out of thin air in the opponent's hand.

Wherever the sword's edge struck, it struck his own wound that had never healed!