Reborn As An Evolving Monster

Chapter 390 Famished Dog

"Resistance, huh?"

The Monster's scales had been scorched, but not much damage was done in terms of Health Points.

Thunder or Lightning Magic are different than Fire Magic. Nevertheless, it is true that both Thunder and Lightning burn the target.

This is why, despite lacking the Thunder Resistance or Lightning Resistance Passive Skills, Mark didn't take much damage.

Heat Resistance[A+]

Fire Resistance[A+]

Mark's Resistance when it comes to both Fire and Heat is [A+], making it the closest thing to Immunity.

Still, the heat and burning are only byproducts of the Thunder Magic used.

"I can pile them on." The Undead Lich sneered.

The blindspot that had been created, Mark did his best not to think about it.

Close the distance. Break those bones. 

Wait.

Is that really the only way?

"Pile them on, huh? Go for it."

'He's... Bleeding?' The Undead Lich realized a second later.

From the dark disks drawn on the white-scaled Monster's left arm, a dark liquid started flowing down.

Its quantity increased as it reached the white-scaled Monster palm.

"You keep your Soul connected to those Bones, right?" 

"You... Wouldn't dare...."

"Dare what?" Mark grinned as he swung the Corrupting Javelin in his hand. "Fuck with your Soul? I'm planning to do..." He tightened his grip around the Weapon. "Just that!" 

The Corrupting Javelin was thrown, aimed at the Undead Lich's skull.

Making full use of the momentum that came with throwing the Weapon forward, Mark approached rapidly!

With a right hand engulfed in flames, the Undead Lich swung its arm, burning the Corrupting Javelin away.

Corruption can ail both Body and Soul. But it is still thought of as a type of Poison, despite being a very strange one.

The flames lingered in the air, acting as a cover for Mark's movements.

The Undead Lich assumed that the white-scaled Monster would hide behind those flames. And so, with a left hand imbued with electricity, the Undead Lich swung its arm. But... It missed!

While both had been seated for a while before the fight, they seemed to have the same height.

But there was a large difference.

The Undead Lich was over three meters all, while Mark was about two.

The white-scaled Monster had slid between the Undead Lich's feet, and swiftly jumped up to land and hang onto the latter's back!

The Undead Lich took a calculated step to the right, entering one of the few remaining Magic Circles' area of effect!

Thunderbolts would soon rain on the white-scaled Monster's back.

An attack coming from a Magic Circle would be weaker than one coming from the Undead Lich. The reasoning is sound. The Thunderbolt that hit Mark's side only burned his scales. Then what's the point of doing the same with a weaker attack? 

lightsnοvεl There is a massive difference. The strength of the attack from the Undead Lich came from the large area of effect that it covered. The explosion made Thunderbolts shoot out in every direction. This means that it's probable that only one Thunderbolt will hit target, but it ensures that the target will be hit. The Thunderbolts shot by the Magic Circle are different. The Magic Circle shoot seven Thunderbolts at once. The trajectory for each of those Thunderbolts is parallel to that of the others. The area of effect is much more narrow, but it is likely that all seven Thunderbolts will hit the target.

 The Undead Lich thought it likely that the white-scaled Monster would jump away and back off.

If it did, then the battle would clearly be to its advantage once more.

Mark had a different idea.

He held onto the Undead Lich by its right shoulder and a rib on its left.

The Undead Lich moved to ensure that all Thunderbolts would hit.

Mark shifted his weight appropriately. His goal wasn't to simply hold on after all.

He lacked the mobility or agility to move around the Undead Lich's body, unlike how she could-

NOW ISN'T THE TIME TO THINK ABOUT THAT!

Mark immediately activated his Ice Manipulation Magic Skill.

He had grown used to utilizing his feet as the Activation Point, just like he utilized his palms as Activation Points for Fire Magic.

But just because he was used to doing so meant that it was the only way to do it.

With the Activation Point being his back, more and more Ice pilled up on that back!

Layers upon layers of Ice turned into a carapace as he shifted his weight to the right.

The idea and the presence of so many Thunderbolts reminded him of a Boss Battle, and of an Underling he had long lost. But now wasn't the time to reminisce.

A dark Aura started oozing out of Mark's right arm, and he could feel his strength increase.

Breaking those bones isn't possible for now. The fact that not a crack appeared after the ceiling fell was enough for him to tell. Separating them on the other hand!

Mark pulled with all his strength!

He gritted his teeth as he used all his body to pull.

It still wasn't enough!

The Thunderbolts hit, burning, blowing away, and melting the protective Ice!

'I can't let go now! If the distance grows again then...!'

Mark used the Skill.

His hand, finger, forearm, and arm grew in size.

The muscles on those body parts ballooned up in size!

All the layers of Ice melted, and the Thunderbolts connected with his back.

With smoke covering his scorched back, Mark was launched away.

He swiftly spun his body around, landing on his feet and left hand which drifted on the ground a couple of meters away.

"Do you think that did anything? Ha. You look just like a famished dog."

His right arm lay at his limply.

From his shoulder all the way down to his fingers, every bone had been crushed.

The bones had crushed under the pressure exerted by the muscles strengthened by the "Partial Gigantification[A+]".

Mark did not heal those muscles.

The Undead Lich had miscalculated.

As between the white-scaled Monster's jaws, lay the right arm it had lost.

That arm did not mean much to the Undead Lich.

But to the white-scaled Monster...

The famished dog would soon bite into and swallow that bone.