[Life: 149/195]
Ye Mingqiu glanced at his own blood level, almost a quarter depleted at this moment. The opponent’s domain and thread effect were strong; moving within the domain continuously inflicted damage, and the faster the movement, the higher the damage.
If he moved faster, the damage he suffered would likely be even higher.
’This guy is quite formidable.’
Ye Mingqiu couldn’t help but think.
The opponent’s domain effect was truly strong, far from superficial. It must be noted that Ye Mingqiu in the [Tyrant Form] could increase constitution by an additional 30%, with 50% extra life limit and 50% extra basic defense power.
In other words, his tankiness was, in fact, 1.3×1.3×1.5×1.5 times that of a typical Spiritualist/Transcender. For a regular Spiritualist, running out of the domain would likely have been fatal, as the damage was undoubtedly high.
Domain, thread, clone.
These were likely the three core abilities of the hooded man: domain + thread combination and clone to lure the enemy, an ultimate frail assassin. Had Ye Mingqiu been less tanky, he’d likely have fallen by now.
"The enemies here are indeed troublesome."
Saying this, Ye Mingqiu absorbed the blood on himself and the ground with a blood spear, then transformed the blood spear into liquid to cover all his wounds.
This was a special use of the blood spear, previously unused because the injury recovery speed was fast enough, making the blood spear to cover wounds unnecessary. Now that the life energy inside the blood spear was insufficient, he had to play it safe.
He hid in the shadow, eyes fixed on the direction the hooded man left, with no intention of pursuing.
This was the dangerous wilderness region, not a one-on-one arena. Not to mention the possibility of the opponent having hidden techniques, or the clone ability hiding some mechanisms. Even if he could win, what if he were in poor condition afterward and others picked off the spoils?
’Unfortunately, I’m too weak, with no special mechanisms. When facing such foes with multiple special mechanisms, I truly appear immensely disadvantaged.’
"Sigh!"
Ye Mingqiu sighed, his eyes filled with sadness and helplessness.
....
"Damn! What is this thing!"
On the other side, the expression of the recently escaped hooded man was even uglier.
Alone in a corner, furrowing his brows and biting his nails, he appeared utterly puzzled. Clearly, both were just at the initial Level 1, but the opponent’s life and defense values were noticeably off, with extremely high resistance, and the attack strength was absurd.
The values just didn’t make sense!
Completely nonsensical!
Could it be...
He is the type with no mechanisms, having stacked his base values really high?
Such people truly exist.
The hooded man was hard-pressed to understand. Choosing such a core in the Dream World implied the opponent likely had a similar core ability in the real world. However, the higher the strength and tier, the harder it became not to involve rule-based abilities, like domain authority awakening, with most carrying certain mechanisms.
Having no mechanisms must either mean that’s how their strength was composed, or the opponent wasn’t high-tier, just Tier Two.
’His real strength should be Tier Two.’
The hooded man concluded, as any slightly stronger Tier Three would have a domain, and it’s rare to forgo the domain mechanism.
It doesn’t rule out the possibility that his authority is very weak either.
This guy’s ability might have follow-ups, like a second phase enhancement or increased strength when injured. If he gets close, it could be trouble for me.
"Cough cough!"
Then he covered his chest and coughed twice, a small amount of fresh blood flowing from his fingertips, a sense of weakness inevitably emanating from deep within his body. At this moment, the hooded man’s abdominal wound had been stitched with thread, but his life had not recovered much.
Because his ability could only stop the bleeding to maintain relatively ample combat power, it couldn’t be used for healing.
’The weapon was off.’
’With normal severe injuries, I wouldn’t feel this weak, and the blood loss doesn’t add up; normally, there should be more blood loss.’
’So.... his weapon absorbed my blood!’
The hooded man leaned against a tree, not overly panicked, thinking: It should be a simple blood absorption without specific tracking abilities. Everyone’s total ability model is fixed, so a weapon can’t have absurdly high base values, blood absorption abilities, and other additional abilities simultaneously.
....
Two hours later
Ye Mingqiu hid in the shadows of the forest, fingers caressing the blood spear on him, confirming the injury recovery progress, while his gaze fell upon the bush over a hundred meters away.
Dim streetlights cast light on the ground, a cool evening breeze blowing across the wilderness.
A figure clad in black cautiously stepped out from Happy Town, his body trembling, frequently glancing around as if afraid of being discovered. Within the shadow of his hood, a middle-aged man’s face was faintly visible.
He stood at the wilderness, observing around for a long while. After ensuring no one was there, he suddenly leapt towards an adjacent garbage bin, his trembling hands quickly searching inside, eyes glinting with a terrifying light.
’What is this...?’
Ye Mingqiu did not understand, thinking there might be something special in the garbage bin.
He wasn’t in a hurry to act, planning to wait for this guy to take what he wanted before snatching it.
"Useless."
"Useless."
"Also useless."
The middle-aged man murmured to himself as he searched, inadvertently cutting his finger on broken glass inside the garbage bin, blood seeping out, but he seemed not to notice, continuing his frenzied search inside the garbage bin.