novelzi Chapter 42: Testing the skills
Chapter 42: Testing the skills
Chapter 42: Chapter 42: Testing the skills
[System Alert!]
[Host evolution complete. New race: Ice Oni (Epic!) detected. Transitioning system functionalities...]
[System Notice: Host's fully grown body has unlocked stat interface and magic skill access. Compiling data...]
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System Interface Updated!
Name: Aria
Race: Ice Oni (Epic!)
Titles: Boss, Runt, Little Weakling, The One Who Killed 2 Bosses at Once, The One Who Builds, Oni (new!)
Stats:
Strength: 567
Intelligence: 496
Dexterity: 391@@@@
Vitality: 455
Mana: 439
Skills:
Bite (Lv. 1)
Squeal (Lv. 1)
Spore Manipulation (Lv. 3)
Spore Cloud (Lv. 2)
Spore Burst (Lv. 2)
Magic Skills:
The living armor laughed behind me, or what I can assume as laughing cuz it's bent while holding it's stomach right now...
"Oh, excuse me for not being perfect on the first try!" I shot back, rolling my eyes. It's my first time doing magic, give me a break!
I'm only doing what those protagonist's in manga's or manhwa's do, sheesh, cut me some slack!
Moving on and ignoring the living armor behind me who was currently, still laughing.
I activated [Frostbound Aura]. Instantly, the air around me dropped several degrees, frost spreading along the floor. The armor froze—literally. Ice crept up its joints, and it started scraping frost off with some annoyance(?), I literally have no idea, it's not my fault it's an armor! Blame the author!
"Hey, I'm testing here! Quit whining," I snapped, trying to look like I'm not doing this out of pure revenge (*^▽^*)
"At least you're not melting in this dungeon heat anymore."
For my next attempt, I tried [Glacier Spikes].
I aimed at a nearby boulder, imagining sharp ice bursting through it. With a rumble, the spikes erupted... a full meter to the left of my target.
"Great. Not only am I new, but I also suck. Just what I need."
The armor clapped. Slowly. Mockingly.
"Real supportive, thanks," I muttered.
Finally, I glanced back at the system, squinting at the titles section.
"Boss, Runt, Little Weakling—who writes this garbage?!" I demanded, waving a hand at the screen. I didn't notice before because I was too tired but what the hell?!
While I was busy cursing whoever decided I needed those titles, the system, of course, ignored me.
"Well, fine! Watch out world, I'm back!" I declared, pointing forward with my left hand and puting my right hand on my hip.
I took a bold step forward... and promptly tripped on one of my own Glacier Spikes.
The armor clapped after which it bent over to laugh at me, again, the metal clacking sound sorrounded the dungeon.
"Stop that!" I yelled, flailing to stand up. Embarrased. Dang it, of all the timings!
"I'll show you! Just you wait!"
I stormed ahead, trying to salvage what was left of my dignity. The armor followed, its silent mockery lingering behind me.