NPCN: Break
LV: 98
Class: Blacksmith
Side Class: Archaeologist, Vorpal Bunny Master Smith
HP: 175
MP: 530
STM: 120
STR: 130
DEX: 120
AGI: 30
TEC: 130
VIT: 169
LUC: 130
Skill:
.com
? Best Step
? Quake stomp
? Gigaton swing
? Titan Blast
? Fortress Breaker
? Material Destroy
? Critical focus
? Analyze: Legacy Lv.4
Magic:
? ãDamage Repair Lv.MAXã
? ãBreak Repair Lv.8ã
-ãQuick Forge Lv.4ã
? ãStack Grind Lv.7ã
? ãEnhancement: Life Drain Lv.7ã
? ãArt: Wreckage Lv.1ã
? ãArt: Forger Lv.MAXã
? ãArt: Strengthening Lv.MAXã
? ãArt: Evolution Lv.8ã
? ãArt: Fusion Lv. 3ã
? ãArt: Truth Lv.4ã
? ãRandom encounter Lv.3ã
? ãEnchantment: High Robustã
? ãMiracle Miningã
? ãLegacy Sense Lv.3ã
Equipment:
Weapon: Sledge Ogre
Head: Heat-Resistant Cap
Torso: Bunny Blacksmith Uniform
Waist: Bunny Blacksmith Uniform
Feet: Bunny Blacksmith Uniform
Accessories: Efreet Gloves
ãSo strong!ã
After the Dullahan dropped dead, we ended fighting the headless horse as well, but it turned out to be nothing all that special. After the fight was over I checked Breakâs statusâ¦â¦ And once I did that I almost had to collect my jaw from the floor. Thatâs how broken her stats were. â¦â¦ What was this strange feeling of déjà vu?
ãThatâs the kind of strength you attain by smiting every single day, topped with participating in many difficult battles!ã
ãYeah, I get it, but it still kinda hurts that you could mop the floor with both Emul and I if you wanted to.ã
ãTake that as you will!ã
I averted my gaze from Break and looked towards Emul, but he also had no words to say to that. We stared at each other in complete silence for a moment or two.
ãI never said that she was as delicate as a flowerâ¦â¦ã
ãâ¦â¦ You never didâ¦â¦ã
ãGuys, not that I want to interrupt, butâ¦â¦ One more word and youâll end up like the headless guy over there!!ã
ãHEEE!?ã
While Emul let out a sound of utter terror, we decided to keep our mouths shut, for the good of both of us. Besides, nothing good could come from delving deeper into that topic.
ãRightâ¦.. For the time being, letâs see what materials we can collect from the Dullahanâs corpse. Letâs not waste any more time!ã
I proclaim that while approaching the pile of shiny loot that Dullahan left behind.
· Beheading Sword of the Dullahan General
A long and huge sword that once belonged to Dullahan General. Now it has decayed and is only good for crushing its opponents with its brute force.
Deals additional damage if the target is hit to the neck.
Having forgotten its memories, love and sense of pride, this body finally even lost its head. That is why even in death it still hunts for the heads of others.
ãWhat else can I say? That description is pretty damn accurate.ã
Long story short, this Dullahan lost its sanity and sense of self even before losing its head? But was that supposed to be unique, or what? Every other Dullahan in here had also lost its head, so isnât that kind of generic description? Oh well, at least the sword looks good. Maybe it will fetch a good price.
Now, when I was about to put the sword into my inventory, Break stopped me from doing that. What, are you interested in that? Compared to other weapons, this one looks like a bunch of rust and blood-covered scrap.
ãHere, lend me this for a second, will ya?ã
ãHmm? Sure thing, here.ã
I hand over the Dullahan blade to Break, and she swings the blade a couple of times, turns it in her small paws and looks at it closely.
ãI knew it, this sword is dead as well. If you let me hold on to it, I can bring it back to its original glory back at my workshop.ã
ãHee.ã
Not that I was going to use it or anything, but my gamer mind was telling me that if its form could be changed into something better then thatâs what you needed to do. Right, letâs do just that! Having decided on that, we commenced the exploration of the area once more.
ãBut I gotta say, this dungeon is relatively straightforward when compared to other oneâs weâve been to so far.ã
ãAll weâve been doing so far in here is to go straight.ã
This map wasnât all that broad when it came to the sheer size of it, but rather than branching paths it consisted of bigger and smaller cliffs that you needed to traverse in order to go forward. And while I get the idea that constant onslaught of undead and âCurseâ status effects would make this place a whole lot harderâ¦â¦ For me, a human air-purifier, this whole area was like a walk through the park.
ãSay, weâve been walking for quite a while nowâ¦â¦ã
ãBut we donât seem to be getting anywhere. Itâs getting kind of annoying.ã
ãBut at least we donât have to waste any Holy Water, so thatâs a plus, hmm?ã
I donât know how much Holy Water we would have to waste if we were to do this area normally, but maybe thatâs a good thingâ¦â¦ That being said, we were a birdman carrying two bunnies on his back, so for a valley filled with madness, decay and the undead it was surprisingly fitting of an image, huh?
I know that it was absurd, but precisely because of this fantasy setting this situation could receive a passing grade, so just rolling with it for now was fineâ¦â¦ After all, could you experience something like that in real life? I doubt it.
ãUmuâ¦â¦ I guess Godly games can get surprisingly deep at times and deliver you experiences you wouldnât otherwise hope to experienceâ¦â¦ã