"At this rate, she's going to lose!" Buze stared intently at the battlefield, his heart filled with anxiety. Grinya was being completely suppressed, and with his Glory domain shattered, he no longer had the strength to fight.
"What is the evil god waiting for?" Not only Buze, but even Grinya had sensed something was wrong. Since the battle with the banshee began, the evil god had only been commanding her to defend, never once ordering a proactive strike.
The evil god was holding back far too much...
Or was there some profound meaning behind his actions?
"The stat gap is still too large."
"Then... let's compensate for it a little bit."
She suddenly heard the evil god's sigh, and her consciousness momentarily faltered.
Compensate?
Compensate for what?
"I'll just add a few stats; it shouldn't be a problem." That blurred, majestic voice echoed in her ears.
Before the confused Grinya could realize what was happening, a mysterious power surged within her body out of thin air. A terrifying sense of pressure instantly froze the surrounding atmosphere, like ice that had been frozen for a thousand years—cold, fearful, and divine...
The high-speed silhouette of the banshee suddenly jerked to a halt, frozen as if time itself had stopped.
Buze's pupils shrank to pinpricks, his lips trembling in terror.
The reaction from the other freshmen was even worse; some even fell to their knees toward Grinya.
Grinya herself was in agony. The sudden influx of power was too immense for her body to withstand.
Constant, fly-like whispers buzzed in her ears, interfering with her psyche. Her will was on the verge of collapse, her mind nearly twisting into something else, and even her very flesh was mutating under the influence of this power!
She knew this was the precursor to mental pollution; she was about to turn into a complete, out-of-control monster under this corruption.
She clutched her head in pain, a profound sense of helplessness rising in her heart.
This was the terrifying might of a god. Merely being touched by a fraction of it would turn one into a monster, and as a human, she didn't possess even the slightest ability to resist.
"Did I add too much?"
The familiar voice spoke again, appearing to be talking to himself, but to Grinya's ears, it was her only salvation at this moment.
The light of life returned to her eyes.
"I'll just add a little bit of speed; otherwise, it would be boring."
The god murmured to himself. The great deity had not noticed her miserable state, but to her, his words were like music from heaven!
The mysterious power receded rapidly, vanishing as quickly as it had arrived.
The whispers in her ears ceased, and her mutating flesh calmed down as if nothing had ever changed.
She breathed heavily, her expression filled with lingering fear. She didn't dare think about it further.
It was too terrifying. A mere trace of a miracle granted by the evil god was enough to condemn her to an eternal abyss of suffering.
This was the horror of a god; their power was a terrifying existence that humans could never hope to touch!
She didn't dare blame the evil god; instead, her heart was filled with even deeper respect.
She lost control of her body once more.
A Basic Health Potion appeared in her hand out of nowhere. After consuming it, her bodily injuries were gradually healed.
"Two minutes left..."
Her icy gaze turned toward the still-dazed banshee.
"Taking you down will take less than a minute!"
The moment the evil god's words landed, she exerted sudden force through her feet.
Boom!
The ground where she had been standing shattered instantly. Flying stones shot out like bullets, but she was even faster, resembling a flying meteor with a long white exhaust trail behind her.
In that moment of the banshee's hesitation, her sword accurately struck the red weak point revealed by the effect of Life Crown Talent 1: Duel.
Weak point hit, triggering double damage!
Lu Xun's lips curled into a slight smirk. He had finally landed a hit on this damned boss!
The next second, his gaze shifted to the opponent's health bar, which had only dropped by a single percentage point. His smile froze, and the corners of his mouth slowly turned downward.
"Holy Nüwa!"
The banshee let out a shrill scream, her dark claws like sharp blades, swinging repeatedly at the girl in front of her.
The scene was terrifying to behold, making onlookers break out in a cold sweat. It appeared as though every one of the banshee's attacks nearly struck the girl, but she always managed to "barely" avoid them using her sharper, more exquisite movement techniques.
Grinya even found opportunities to land a sword strike on the opponent's body.
Her technique was masterful and her movements agile; the only drawback was that the damage was pure scratch damage.
Buze's eyes went wide as he keenly noticed the issue.
The problem lay with Grinya's sword!
It was just a Training Wooden Sword with pitifully weak attack power. Such low-quality weapons were only used during sparring or training.
Even though Grinya's exquisite swordsmanship could turn even a wooden sword into a lethal weapon in her hands, its attack power simply couldn't keep up with the intensity required to face a level 20 Shapeshifting Banshee.
Unless Grinya could get a better weapon, her scratch damage would take forever to kill the Shapeshifting Banshee.
Buze looked down at his own longsword.
That was the heirloom sword of his Kritov family. Although its grade wasn't exceptionally high, it represented the honor and blood of his house. Every time he gripped this sword, he felt a deep sense of pride!
Naturally, he was reluctant to hand this sword to an outsider, especially a commoner from the countryside who had insulted him repeatedly.
However, he also understood that if there was truly someone who could defeat the Shapeshifting Banshee and save them all, it could only be Grinya!
He didn't like this woman.
But he felt sincere admiration and respect for her.
Buze's conviction allowed him to once again summon the golden barrier. Within this domain named Glory, he would never fall.
"Grinya, catch!"
Buze threw his cherished sword.
Grinya turned her head slightly and reached out to catch it.
【You have obtained Sword of Honor (Blue). Equip it?】
A blue-quality weapon!
Lu Xun's gaze intensified, his breathing becoming heavy as he looked at Buze.
How did this NPC manage to give him such generous gifts every time?
He was really starting to love this little fat guy!
Grinya discarded the wooden sword and gripped the Sword of Honor with both hands. her eyes were burning with intense battle intent.
An even greater fighting spirit emanated from the blade, enveloping her.
She glanced out of the corner of her eye with some surprise at this longsword, which was as cold as astral iron and as frigid as moonlight.
This sword had weight!
【Sword of Honor (Blue)
Glory: Increases the wearer's total attack power by 25%. When the wearer fights an enemy with a higher level than their own, total attack power is increased by 75%, and other attributes are increased by 50%.
A true noble only swings their sword at those stronger than themselves!】
After reading the entire description of the sword, Lu Xun wickedly licked his lips, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
What a powerful sword!
He stared intently at the Shapeshifting Banshee and let out a cold laugh.
"Now, the tables have turned, baby!"
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