Magic Chronicles : Fallen RaceChapter 7: Chapter 7: The Might ii
“Domain expansion ”
“*Malice Bloom*”
The budding illusory blood flowers that covered the altar, covered both Reji and Hektor.
Next, the domain would begin to judge, based on the malice on both parties, to bloom flowers under their feet.
The more flowers that bloom, the stronger the malice.
Having more blood flowers in the domain would grant stronger power amplification.
Under Hektor’s feet, a total of seventeen blossoms opened.
Bringing him almost a doubling of strength enhancement.
This made the already terrifying Great Demon even more terrifying. His ferocious muscles immediately gained more blood lines, and the hot breath that came out of his nostrils seemed to have a dreadful demonic power.
Eileen below was almost fainting from anger at this scene.
Familiar with the Great Demon, she knew Hektor was truly not holding back at all.
This was his strongest form.
Even the once human herp, the Chosen One, had to retreat before the ultimate demonic form of the Great Demon.
‘Open the domain as a sign of respect!?’
‘Hektor, you fooldead brain!’
Eileen’s internal rage at the Great Demon was one thing.
She, along with the six remaining apostles below, including Sword Demon and Great Demon on the stage, now all focused their gaze on one person.
Reji.
Their new Demon King.
In fact, after being enveloped by Hektor’s domain, seeing the number of blood flowers blooming under the opponent’s feet, one could almost predict the outcome of the battle.
‘Twenty blossoms?’
Eileen couldn’t help but imagine.
Fifteen would also do! Or, even ten, give the king a half-strength boost!
However.
Everyone present guessed wrong.
The blood flowers at Reji’s feet cannot be described by the number of blossoms.
Because
That is a sea of flowers.
[Reji]
[Race: Human]
[ Fate Track: Demon King]
[Sub-Fate Trac: None]
[Strength: 2657 (1+2656)]
[Physique: 4740 (1+4739)]
[Mental Power: 2442 (1+2441)]
[Skill Proficiency: 780 (1+779)]
[Magic Power: 500 (1+499)]
[Luck: 1]
[Sin Value: 103,692,498]
[Current Title: Unforgivable]
[Current State: Sin Domain]
[(Sin Domain: Gain attribute enhancement based on sin value)]
In the game, the strength attribute determines attack and defense power.
The Physique attribute determines health and health recovery speed.
Mental power determines the level of magic power.
Skill Proficiency relates to critical hit damage, and magic power is equivalent to magic strength.
Reji clearly remembers that at the end of the game, his character’s attributes were on average about 1500 in each category.
But now.
Just the terrifyingly high Physique attribute of over five thousand, when converted to health points, would be over a million.
Not to mention the over two thousand strength attribute, bringing so much attack and defense power.
‘Awesome!’
In the game, Reji was a true believer in numerical strength; just having this attribute panel in front of him was enough to excite him. Ϻ√ⅬΕᎷҎ¥Ꮢ.СՕМ
Although he’s now a blank slate, without any skills.
But.
So what?
*Ahhh*
Not far away, Hektor roared, not a bit of fear against Reji amidst the sea of blood flowers, nor retreating.
He fulfilled his promise to give his all to Reji, the great demon was going all out, boiling blood gathering in his fists, his massive body instantly turning into a blur, rushing towards Reji with a punch.
‘Bring it on!’
In the game, the panel was just a set of data, but here, Reji truly felt the enhancement of his bodily strength.
His body was filled with an explosive power, his sensory perception also enhanced, the body of the Great Demon Hektor rushing towards him appeared in slow motion in Reji’s eyes.
‘Then, a simple punch will do!’
Reji was just a regular person with no combat experience; in contrast to Hektor, whose fist was glowing scarlet red and burning with demonic blood, Reji also delivered a simple, unadorned punch.
In an instant.
The two fists collided.
The shockwave of the impact blasted outward from the arena.
And the outcome was not surprising.
Reji’s attributes, three times that of the Great Demon, meant that Hektor was now repelled.
The Great Demon staggered back three or four steps before stabilizing his body.
Before Reji could even rejoice, his perception ability sent him a danger signal from behind.
Although Reji turned around immediately, such a plain and simple action, in the eyes of the “Sting of the Demon Race,” was undoubtedly no different from giving away for free.
Pierre, using the attack gap created by Hektor, circled to Reji’s back, the pair of sharp blades in his hands now already close to Reji, slashing viciously towards his waist.
Pierre actually held back here. If it were a real fight to death, Pierre would have aimed for vital spots and would have used a “stab” rather than a “slash.”
Reji couldn’t dodge Pierre’s attack, a case of his brain not keeping up with his body’s movements. Suddenly gaining great strength, Reji indeed wasn’t accustomed to it.
But that didn’t stop Reji from taking an action in the next moment that completely caught Pierre off guard.
Reji had no intention of defending at all. The defense brought by his nearly 3000 strength made Reji very confident. He didn’t retreat but advanced instead, reaching out his hand and fiercely grabbing towards Sword Demon’s sharpest blade.
The blade of the Sword Demon is like their limb. When Reji grasped the blade that Pierre couldn’t withdraw in time and applied a bit of force, Pierre’s body immediately lost control and was forcibly pulled off the ground.
Then Reji, essentially swinging the Sword Demon around, made a throwing motion. Using about half of his strength, he threw Pierre towards where Hektor had just stabilized himself.
*Bang!*
As expected of Pierre, even while being thrown at high speed, he was still able to adjust his balance, changing his landing point, barely missing Hektor’s body. After several rolls to dissipate most of the impact force, he stabilized himself again.
The exchange between the three on the altar seemed extensive but actually occurred within a few breaths.
Even because their movements were too fast, several apostles below couldn’t clearly see their figures.
But the process doesn’t matter.
The outcome was clear.
Hektor’s frontal attack, along with Pierre’s sneak attack from behind, under a pincer attack, left the Demon King unharmed, not even moving from his spot!?
In contrast, both the Great Demon and Sword Demon, although unharmed, their repelled and disheveled appearance said a lot.
“Again!!”
Extremely unwilling, the martial fighter Great Demon Hektor, roared with rage, his aura surging once more.
He stomped the ground with his demonic hoof, the hard chaotic rock instantly cracking. This time, the Great Demon didn’t use his fists but leaped into the air, using his entire demonic body as the stake for this attack.
Seeing such an all-in attack, Reji also gave the due respect.
He used about seventy percent of his strength, still plain and unadorned, throwing a punch towards the Great Demon coming down from the sky.
Reji named this move, ‘Serious Punch!’
*Boom!*
The Great Demon diving from the sky stirred up a terrifying airwave, followed by the explosive sound of their collision, echoing like thunder in the altar along with the airwave and finally…
Hektor was sent back the way he came.
The Great Demon’s massive body was thrown back, and on his broad reddish-brown chest, one could see a depression from the punch.
Hektor was thrown dozens of meters away, rolling several times before crashing into a giant rock, showing the terrifying impact he had just endured.
And when the apostles turned their gaze back to the altar as the dust settled.
That figure.
No.
Now, not a single apostle dared to use that term anymore.
That demonic figure, still standing there, unmoved.
Reji simply flicked off the dust that had just landed on his clothes.
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