Only the middle-aged man with black hair and blue eyes, along with the black-skinned, muscular man, remained… However, in a certain sense, the battle had only just begun.
Count Urie had gradually adapted to the power of creation.
The interval between his object creation had started to shrink gradually.
As the density increased, the effective attack frequency of Zorgen, Zoya, and Suuankou suddenly plummeted to less than one-tenth. They struggled to evade the increasingly ferocious attacks, feeling as if they had entered a second phase of the boss battle and were in deep distress.
However, at this moment, Annan was also keenly aware of another thing.
When objects were just created and their “shells” had not been removed, they were extremely fragile, susceptible to breaking with a single blow.
This was what Annan realized when he saw Zorgen smashing the black-haired woman’s creation with a hammer. Hence, when they ignited the Black Fire rain, they couldn’t create a wall of fire to ignite all the passing Black Flames.
It was not that they didn’t think of it. Instead, they couldn’t do it.
Their “imagination” was too weak.
His method of using sacred bone extract to activate curse energy seemed unable to copy and transform existing objects — they could not manifest creations when interacting with other substances.
For example, if there were a curtain of fire suspended within the black flames, what would it have looked like? What shape would it have taken? What color would it have been now?
It was precisely because they could not create complex imagination that they created Black Fire and Fireball respectively and made them collide.
This very small detail revealed their weakness!
If they were to create most efficiently, “Count Urie” should have simply imagined their bodies exploding, breaking apart, or burning, among other states. Magic was certainly capable of achieving such effects—it could alter the flesh and strengthen it, so it could naturally destroy the flesh as well.
However, they didn’t do so.
Of course, they wouldn’t be holding back on purpose.
It only indicated that their application of curse energy was still relatively rudimentary.
Due to a lack of imagination and knowledge, or simply because the curse energy transformation efficiency was insufficient when stimulated in this way, they were still unable to directly interfere with other substances using curse energy. They could only use it to create substances or energy for projectile attacks… This greatly reduced the threat of curse energy.
It transformed the nearly omnipotent curse energy, which could change reality based on imagination, into a mere skill projection with unlimited firepower mode.
This essentially equates to turning “telekinesis”, a nearly versatile superpower that could even constitute an entire skill tree, into a skill with 50 power points and 25 PP, which was undoubtedly a significant weakening.
But even so…
It was merely the floor cracked continuously, sprouting ice spikes — bright fireballs and transparent poison needles mixed, under the cover of giant axe blades and hammers, barraging them like relentless rain.
The opponents gradually realized that just using the power of the Gold Rank and creating weapons for projectile attacks might injure them, but it was insufficient to inflict serious damage or even kill them.
That was because Annan learned divine art from Silver Sire, which offered him a significant healing capability.
The effect of “Tyrant” was [when holding the scepter, all your damage is increased by 200%], which was a ridiculously powerful 200% final damage bonus… However, when Annan used it, he found that it was better than he imagined.
For the Frost Arena, it enhanced more than just frost damage — even the freezing effect was multiplied by three. When Annan held the silver coin to heal others, the healing effect was also significantly increased.
Suuankou, due to his greed for the kills and failure to dodge in time, had his entire right arm chopped off by a flying axe. Annan used four silver coins to treat him… originally intending just to seal the wound and temporarily stop the bleeding.
Unexpectedly, the treatment effect was so strong that Suuankou’s entire arm grew back.
The threefold amplification of healing and control skills was significantly more pronounced than the threefold increase in damage numbers—because the transcenders in this world were generally more fragile.
It was more like “Naruto style” than “Once Piece style”.
Just like the Silver Rank Shaping Wizard, who was eternally remembered by the players, was once instantly killed with a headshot by a basic attack arrow from Dove, who had just entered the game…
Even among the “tank” classes in the player base, without an undead-type health-locking ability, they absolutely could not withstand such intense barrage attacks. Healers would be unable to keep up…
Like Citalopram.
Although she could heal, her healing ability could only be used after taking damage… In other words, it was a melee healer’s blade that charged up by attacking others. Once fully charged, she could raise her hand to heal.
She was worried that on this battlefield if she couldn’t dodge and was killed immediately, she would be gone.
Her attack power was too low, making it impossible for her to deal significant damage. As a healer, she was inherently fragile and easily fell victim to unpredictable area-of-effect attacks. Therefore, without any hesitation, Citalopram, upon entering combat, began casting on the spot without a word. She focused all her attention on a one-for-one trade, taking one enemy down with her.
The advantage of her exchanging her life for an enemy was to stop AoE damage.
Through the continuous use of [Impeding Wall], combined with the alternate use of [Slothful Eye] and [Frost Arena], Annan slowly retreated to the blind spot. There was very little space for him to dodge in this position, but at least the projectiles could not break through the Impeding Wall.
Although this was an Energy Falteration School ability Annan had mastered very early on, its ability to hinder projectiles was crazy. Its specific effect was to reduce the speed of all non-living objects that had a contact area smaller than the wall and were moving faster than “1 meter per second” to this speed. However, if it was used to intercept a living being, it could only reduce the speed by a maximum of 30%.
This meant that whether it was bullets, arrows, or even lightning, upon touching this wall, they would completely lose their threat. The lightning would burst in place, and the arrows and bullets would fall to the ground.
That was to say, only fireballs, which originally flew at a slow speed or projectiles that could accelerate again in the air, could break through the protection of this transparent air wall.
Hence, Annan’s party would be safe as long as it wasn’t an AoE attack.
Although the frequency of enemies’ creations had increased greatly, the space for them to dodge had also increased significantly.
Seeing Citalopram’s actions after controlling the opponent’s body, Zorgen and Suuankou were not in a hurry to launch another attack. They were waiting to see if the Wandering Child could use this strange “oxygen backpack”.
In Zorgen and Zoya’s understanding, “Wandering Child”, a youth with a difficult-to-pronounce name, was the inheritor of the ancient elf profession “Wind Dancer”. Since he had inherited the Elven profession, it meant that he must have entered Elven Ruins — the so-called [specimen storage].
Then, he must have seen curse energy.
Guided by the thought, “You’ve studied with the elves, so you must understand enchantments, right?” everyone waited expectantly to see if the Wandering Child could demonstrate the correct way to use the curse energy.
And Wandering Child did not disappoint—
Two minutes after obtaining the curse energy equipment, a wall of golden polygons suddenly appeared in front of him — dividing the entire battlefield into two.
The moment all projectile weapons came into contact with this force field wall, their kinetic energy was dispersed through the wall.
“What’s this?”
The two “Count Urie” looked at the child in perfect synchronization — they did not stop striking, but those weapons could not penetrate the force field wall at all.
There was curiosity in their eyes, “Is this the elf technology you learned from specimen storage? Is this the elves’ protective barrier? What is it called?”
“This is called an AT force field, noob. Have you not seen it before?”
[TN: AT force field is the Neon Genesis Evangelion’s reference.]
The Child, who was just being chased around, let out a satisfying curse.
He took a deep breath of curse energy and let out a cold chuckle with a muffled voice, “I think I’ve figured out how to play with this thing… To use thought materialization to play a low-end version of Unlimited Blade Works [1], that’s really something.”
“Let’s try this first…”
“—Friend, have you ever gotten hit by a high-speed train?”
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