Chapter 480 The Toxic Flame
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Riley’s eyes were ice–cold. She swept her left axe horizontally, the razor–sharp edge carving straight for the man’s wrist. It was a brutally savage gambit: she was witting to eat the punch to sever his hand.
The man’s eye twitched. He didn’t dare take the trade. He violently aborted the punch, pushing off his back foot to leap backward in a scrambling retreat.
The fight instantly escalated into a blistering, white–hot melee.
The deafening roar of clashing metal echoed relentlessly down the quiet dungeon corridor.
The two figures blurred as they traded blows in the dim torchlight, every impact sending showers of sparks and shattering the stone floor beneath them.
Riley’s combat style was wide and aggressive. Relying on the numerous special sub–stats stacked on her gear, she completely abandoned complex defenses. Her dual axes rained down like a tempest, every single strike gunning for the man’s vitals.
The man grew increasingly terrified with every exchange. He found that the oppressive dominance he prided himself on was utterty non–existent against this woman.
Her stats were obscenely high, and her combat instincts were horrifying–every clash violently compressed his breathing room.
D*mmit, what rock did this freak crawl out from?! the man cursed inwardly, knowing he couldn’t win a straight slugfest anymore.
Forcing Riley back a half–step, he swiped his left hand across his tactical belt, retrieving a glass vial filled with a sickly green liquid. Without a shred of hesitation, he crushed it directly over the serrated edge of his sword.
Sizzle-!
A foul–smelling plume of white smoke billowed upward, and the greatsword was instantly sheathed in an eerie, ghostly green
flame.
What kind of potion is that? Riley narrowed her eyes. ToxicReaper had been experimenting with all sorts of magical concoctions, but she had never seen an item that directly buffed a weapon with toxic fire.
The man flashed a sadistic grin and charged back in, swinging the venom–blazing blade.
This time, his strikes were evasive and tricky. He stopped trying to overpower her, instead aiming to nick her skin with the enchanted edge.
Riley sidestepped a slash, but the green flame grazed her shoulder. The durability of her Polar Windbreaker instantly took a noticeable dip.
“Warning: You are afflicted by an unknown toxin. Stamina consumption increased by 20% for 30 seconds.”
A debuff item!
Riley frowned. She could physically feel a distinct heaviness settling over her body. And judging by the way the man was still aggressively fishing for a clean cut, this toxin stacked.
Not daring to get careless, Riley shifted her focus entirely to dodging the blade.
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Chapter 480 The Toxic Flame
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But he wasn’t done.
Seeing his hit land, he pulled a silver metallic sphere from his inventory and violently spiked it into the ground between them.
Vmmmm-
The sphere detonated, but there was no fiery explosion. Instead, it generated a localized gravity field spanning a 10–foot radius. Riley felt her legs instantly turn to lead, as if a hundred–pound weight had been strapped to her back. Her speed plummeted.
“Die!” Seizing the exact moment the gravity field pinned Riley down, the man hoisted the greatsword high. The green flames flared violently as he brought the blade down toward her skull with the force of a collapsing mountain.
Staring down an executioner’s blow, Riley’s mind snapped into hyper–drive.
The microsecond before the blade connected, Riley flicked her wrists. Two intricately geared crossbows materialized in her hands.
The Gust Light Crossbows!
She aimed the premium weapons–mass–produced in the Advanced Mechanical Workshop and crucial in fending off the WarWolf Guild–straight at the man’s chest.
“What?!” The man’s pupils shrank.
Thwip–thwip–thwip!
Riley’s hands were a blur as she unloaded over a dozen bolts in an instant. While they couldn’t deal lethal damage through his high–tier breastplate, the Gust Light Crossbow’s core Knockback effect triggered immediately.
A massive repulsive force exploded outward. Caught entirely off guard mid–lunge, the man was blasted violently through the air, hurdled straight out of the gravity field to smash heavily against the corridor wall, bringing down a shower of rubble.
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