Konoha's Mission Master

A terrifying shockwave chased after Yakumo, and in the blink of an eye, the distance exceeded ten thousand meters.

In the end, Yakumo was still caught in the shockwave. However, because he had manipulated his wind power in advance to mitigate some of the power, he only broke a few ribs.

The battle continues.

Gradually, the two returned to their initial position from the sea, except that there were many more ice floes on the surface.

puff...

Sora was struck by Yakumo again and fell from the sky onto the ice. As time went by, he gradually became impatient, after all, his time was running out.

Click.

He bent down, picked up a huge block of ice, and smashed it with his fist. Then, using the Dustless Land technique, he turned each shard of ice into a cannonball-like weapon.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The sound of air being torn apart rang out densely, like an impenetrable net, but Yakumo used his legs to dodge and parry, quickly escaping the enemy's attack range.

In an instant, Yakumo took several steps, approaching the sky once more.

At this moment, the crazed dragon king was in a very miserable state. In addition to large areas of fractures, his internal organs were also congested.

Yakumo was in no better shape; nearly 90% of his scales were broken and covered in blood... like a fish that had been scaled and was about to be slaughtered.

The battle between the two was nearing its end, and all that remained was a clash of wills.

"Tens of thousands of years of waiting, a long period of solitude..."

You can't defeat me!

Despite his miserable state, Sora still roared proudly, swinging his claws to clash with Yakumo, only to be met with a rapid, swift slash.

"Word of Power: Vampire Scythe!"

The surrounding airflow suddenly accelerated, forming a storm that emitted a sharp whistling sound, like a monster hiding countless times that had sucked blood, constantly flapping its wings, waiting for the order to attack.

Sora immediately waved his hand, and these blood-sucking monsters immediately flapped their wings and attacked Yakumo, with thousands of overlapping shrieks echoing in the air.

"vacuum."

Yakumo manipulated the power of wind, sucking away the surrounding airflow, and the blood-sucking monster immediately fell silent, as if it had never existed... In the end, it was just a high-speed airflow.

This is also an area where Yakumo excels.

"I will kill you..."

Yakumo spoke calmly, but Fumo moved with lightning speed, his pure white blade leaving white marks in the air like a paintbrush. His blade was no longer peaceful; the angle was tricky, like a grim reaper harvesting souls.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

It started raining in the Arctic, and gradually turned into hail.

Sora suddenly reached a position of several tens of meters, manipulating the airflow to form hailstones into weapons to attack Yakumo. Yakumo immediately manipulated the power of wind to fly, his figure like a small boat riding on giant waves.

Despite the raging winds and torrential rains, and the relentless crashing of the waves, it stands firm and unyielding!

As the distance between the two continued to close, Yakumo swung his sword, and pure white sword energy spread out, slicing all the hailstones in half along the way.

The continuous sword energy was like painting between heaven and earth. There were less than three meters between the two. Yakumo seized the opportunity to extend the Demon Subduing Technique and suddenly pushed his weapon forward, changing the slash to a thrust!

The sudden change of tactics caught Kong off guard for a moment, but he managed to dodge the thrusting blade by shifting half a meter to the left. However, what he didn't expect was...

As he moved, the Demon-Subduing Blade swept across his waist, the blade instantly rising sharply upwards, causing a large amount of blood to splatter.

The thrust was just a feint; Yakumo had anticipated his sideways movement.

When Kong landed back on the ice, a 20-centimeter-long gash had been cut into the left side of his body, and a large amount of blood flowed down the wound, staining the cut on his chest red.

Without pausing, Yakumo lowered his body and slashed fiercely into the air.

The blades flashed in a continuous chain, as if only slashing through the air would bring them to a complete halt; otherwise, the relentless onslaught would continue indefinitely.

For Sora, this was a completely different feeling. The battles he fought with his brothers were due to greed for bloodlines, a desire to fill the gaps in his own genes by absorbing the blood of others.

But he could not sense any desire or greed in Yakumo's eyes, only pure killing intent, as if the enemy simply wanted to kill him without any other reason.

Having witnessed so much greed, this can be considered an interesting experience.

"Hahahahaha!"

He burst into wild laughter, then suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Word of Power - Fourteenth Rank - Moment!"

In an instant, his body groaned as if it could no longer bear the weight, and blood mist covered his entire body. He crashed into Yakumo like a blood-red train.

bump!!!

The bone spike, propelled by the extreme speed, deflected Yakumo's weapon. In the end, he plunged the bone spike into Yakumo's chest. With a cruel twist, and due to the residual inertia, he pushed Yakumo forward until they crashed into the ice ridge on the side of the snow mountain.

"I won, I won, hahaha."

Kong laughed and then spat out a mouthful of blood, his life force flickering precariously.

To his astonishment, Yakumo's arms began to grow thicker, with prominent knuckles and black bone spurs sprouting from the joints, and Fuma was stuck into the ice.

Yakumo's hands gradually became covered in keratin and sharp claws. The sharp nails pierced through the wounds into her hollow body, directly gripping her scaled heart, and she exerted increasing force...

The intense pain caused Kong's body to twitch unnaturally... until a loud thud.

Two thick, sharp claws crushed all of his internal organs. Kong's powerful bloodline kept him alive until those two claws snapped his neck.

"Azure Dragon Fruit - Half-Beast Form".

Yakumo casually tossed the empty body onto the ice, and the scorching dragon blood gradually corroded the ice, sending up wisps of white smoke.

Until the empty body withered at an extremely fast speed, slowly filling with a gilded color, the exposed bones looked like ancient bronze.

He died and transformed into the Dragon Bone Cross.

Although he is dead, the Dragon King's imposing aura still lingers.

Yakumo kicked the empty head away, sending it flying into the sea.

The surroundings gradually lost their color, and the snow was frozen in mid-air...

[Note: Congratulations on clearing the dungeon and completing all tasks.]

[Note: Congratulations, player, you have gained 9 free attribute points.]

All that Yakumo could see was black and white except for himself; it was clear that even the clever little devil, Yuuki Chiyuki, couldn't escape the shockwave after jumping into the sea.

He was the only one left after clearing the dungeon this time.

After clearing the dungeon, he felt no joy whatsoever.

Yakumo's body gradually returned to its original state, and the wound on his chest had completely healed. He sighed softly after walking a few steps.

"I suddenly feel like games aren't that interesting."

I looked up and took one last look at the Arctic, where I had worked through the night.

"Exit the game instance."

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Chapter 440 Physical Improvement, Reflection

Treehouse on an island.

Yakumo slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Zhang Xiaoyin's beautiful face, with clear black and white eyes.

I breathed a sigh of relief, followed by a surge of joy.

His current state of mind is very strange. Rationally, Yakumo knows very well that it is just a copy and that Mori Masako will be fine, but in his mind, he has thoughts like... what if?

What if we encounter another game bug?

Wouldn't that mean he instantly lost three family members?

When this thought came to mind, he naturally felt fear. Perhaps long ago he was no longer the super player who would risk everything to clear a dungeon.

This change doesn't seem so bad.

Masako Mori was propping her head up with her right arm, observing Yakumo's expression, and asked a few seconds later.

"You should have defeated the final boss by now, right?"

"We were defeated."

Yakumo reached out and hugged Mori Masako in response.

"Only in this way can I do justice to my sacrifice..."

Mori Masako's body temperature gradually rose, and it felt as if an energy was circulating within her, causing her face to flush and her body to lose all strength.

[Note: Players don't need to worry, dungeon rewards are being distributed...]

The game system's prompts dispelled his worries, and he immediately jumped out of bed, spreading his soul energy.

Yukoku Chiyuki and Aoyama Reiko are also in the strengthening stage. Their skin is gradually turning red and their body temperature is rising because of the rapid reorganization of cells. The change in attribute points is equivalent to a metamorphosis.

Yakumo took a step forward, and space shifted.

Arriving directly in another space of the underwater treehouse, I have to say that having power is a really great feeling, at least it makes traveling much more convenient.

Then he shook his head.

He became stronger in order to stabilize the situation and to gain control of the overall trend!

The game system has already distributed the free attribute points, but Yakumo is having some trouble deciding which ones to upgrade.

Strength increased by 1.9.

The warm energy spread, and my muscles became firmer.

Within seconds, the heat dissipated and disappeared completely.

Once Yakumo's physique surpasses 100 points, this level of improvement makes it difficult for the body to produce a very drastic reaction.

Strength: 79.9 (Weight, Attack, etc.)

Yakumo glanced at Agile, who casually clicked repeatedly... to full!