Can Cosplay as Turtle Hermit

Today was clearly another day of nuclear peace.

Mo Shuying had still run too slowly. A blast mixed with flames and debris struck his back, sending him flying more than ten meters. A searing pain flared through him. He did not need to look to know that his back had been mangled into a bloody mess.

But Mo Shuying had Madman's Pride. A few seconds later, his HP began recovering rapidly. Once it had fully recovered, the injury on his back started healing as well, quickly returning to normal.

"Fuck!"

Mo Shuying reached up and rubbed his ears. The enormous blast still had them ringing. When he turned to look at the explosion site, the scene was somewhat gruesome.

"It still isn't dead? What a tough bastard!"

Mo Shuying got up and casually tore off his tracksuit, which had been blown into strips, revealing a body where muscles were already beginning to show.

When he said it was tough, Mo Shuying was not talking about himself, but the Rock-Armored Turtle. He had not received the system's experience notification, which meant the Rock-Armored Turtle had not died.

So, Mo Shuying summoned Madman's Pride. Bathed in golden-green light, he walked toward the blast site.

"Grr..."

The Rock-Armored Turtle was already taking in more air than it breathed out. Half its body had been blown apart, and a huge hole had been blasted through the hard shell it had been so proud of, exposing charred, bloody flesh beneath.

Its massive head drooped onto the ground, unable to rise any longer.

"Tap~"

A faint footstep sounded. Mo Shuying slowly appeared before the Rock-Armored Turtle. As it looked at this human shrouded in green light, resentment and fury surfaced in its eyes.

But then—

"Bang!"

Mo Shuying drove a fist into the Rock-Armored Turtle's head while muttering,

"What are you looking at?"

"..."

The poor Rock-Armored Turtle could no longer move and could only let Mo Shuying pound on it.

Mo Shuying did not kill the Rock-Armored Turtle directly because he had discovered a good way to stack Grasp of the Undying.

While the Rock-Armored Turtle was still alive, Mo Shuying circled it and punched it once every four seconds. The damage was minimal, but the humiliation was immense. He hammered the turtle like that for ten whole minutes! In the end, the Rock-Armored Turtle was so enraged that it glared with wide eyes—and died.

"Crack~"

After one punch shattered the Rock-Armored Turtle's body, Mo Shuying knew it was dead.

He shook his head and sighed. Ten minutes, and he had only managed 151 punches! Couldn't it have held on a little longer? What garbage! It had only given him 755 HP!

Oh, there was experience too. Fifty-five experience points. Added to his original 305, he only needed another 40 experience points to level up again.

Based on his earlier experience, Mo Shuying knew that powerful magical beasts would definitely drop something after dying. The previous two leader monsters had each dropped an innate skill. He wondered what this powerful giant turtle would give him.

Soon, the giant turtle's body vanished, leaving behind a turtle-shell shield nearly as tall as Mo Shuying.

Mo Shuying: "..."

A shield? It did make sense for a giant turtle to drop a shield, but he was an Assassin! Who had ever seen an assassin carrying a shield while assassinating someone?

Though he grumbled inwardly, Mo Shuying still picked up the shield. Information automatically came to him.

Mystic Code: Rock Turtle Spiked Shield (D+)

It possessed extremely strong defensive power. When struck by a melee attack, the stone spikes on the shield would automatically retaliate.

A D+-rank shield was not bad, but compared to Madman's Pride, an A-rank Noble Phantasm, it fell far short.

What was a Noble Phantasm?

Most Noble Phantasms were actually just more powerful Mystic Codes. They possessed active or passive abilities and were passed down in legend alongside Heroic Spirits, granting them immense power. Fundamentally, there was no real difference between the two.

Nor was a Noble Phantasm ranked highly solely because it had great offensive power. Take Madman's Pride, for example. Its strength lay in boosting HP and restoring him after battle. Mo Shuying had suffered fairly serious injuries just now, yet he had fully recovered in less than a minute. This was percentage-based recovery. Once Mo Shuying reached a higher level, the effect would become increasingly terrifying.

Madman's Pride could be considered one of the finest anti-personal Noble Phantasms—against oneself. While it was not absolutely invincible and damage-immune like Avalon, it was still an excellent Noble Phantasm. Of course, Avalon was a Boundary Field Noble Phantasm.

Mo Shuying shook the shield in his hand. It was fairly heavy, but he could still carry it. He just had no idea how to bring such a large shield around. Like Mash, perhaps? Strap it to his back?

The thought of running around with a turtle shell on his back made Mo Shuying shudder. Every fiber of his being rejected it.

"Ah, if only I had an ability like a storage space. That would make things much more convenient."

Mystic Codes had one drawback: unlike Noble Phantasms, they could not be put away. Especially low-ranked Mystic Codes like this one. They were merely external tools, unlike Noble Phantasms, which were part of a Heroic Spirit.

As if it had heard Mo Shuying's sigh, the system spoke.

"Ding~ Detected the host's strong request. A special space can be unlocked once the host reaches Level 5. May the host grow stronger soon."

"Oh! The system is so considerate!"

Mo Shuying had not expected the system to be so thoughtful. A personal storage space at Level 5? He was not far from that at all. If another magical beast appeared, he would probably level up.

At that moment, Mo Shuying actually found himself looking forward to the appearance of a magical beast. Unfortunately, until the clock struck twelve, no new magical beast appeared.

"Check-in."

Mo Shuying, who was making Molotov Cocktails, immediately chose to check in upon hearing the system prompt.

This check-in was only an ordinary little check-in. He wondered what rank of item it might give him.

"Ding~ Host check-in successful. Obtained innate skill [Siphoning Strike E~EX]."

"What! Nasus's Q?"

Mo Shuying had thought an ordinary check-in would not yield anything good. Who would have expected such a huge surprise?

He hurriedly opened the status panel to inspect Siphoning Strike's attributes.

Siphoning Strike E~EX

Enhances the next basic attack, increasing physical damage by 30 points. If Siphoning Strike kills the target, Siphoning Strike's damage permanently increases by 5 points. No upper limit.

It really was Nasus's Q, though it had been somewhat magically modified. Still, that did not change the fact that it was an incredible skill.

In the League game Mo Shuying had played before crossing over, there were several champions who grew stronger the longer the game lasted. Nasus was one of them. In the late game, Nasus was practically the symbol of invincibility.

Mo Shuying raised his hand and activated Siphoning Strike. A surge of magical energy flowed into his fist, wrapping it in purple light. It intertwined with the green glow, giving off an eerie color.

He bent down and punched the ground. His fist blasted a soccer-ball-sized crater into the concrete. This was a cement surface, which showed just how strong Mo Shuying had become.

However, Mo Shuying could not immediately cast Siphoning Strike again after one attack. He had to wait around five seconds before using it once more.

Mo Shuying did not mind that. He knew about cooldowns and could accept it. Besides, he felt that as long as he used it often enough and became more fluid and proficient with it, the cooldown would shorten.