Can Cosplay as the Turtle Hermit

Today was clearly another day of nuclear peace.

Mo Shuying ended up too slow in his escape, his back struck by a blast of flame and other debris, sending him flying over ten meters. A searing, fiery pain shot through him—no need to look, his back was definitely a bloody mess.

But Mo Shuying had Madman's Pride. Seconds later, his HP began to recover rapidly. When his HP was full, the wounds on his back started to heal, quickly returning to normal.

"What the hell!"

Mo Shuying reached up and patted his ears. The deafening roar still left them ringing. He turned to look at the blast zone—the scene was gruesome.

"Still alive after that? Tough bastard!"

Mo Shuying stood up, casually tearing off his sportswear, now shredded into strips, revealing a body already showing signs of muscle.

That "tough bastard" wasn't about himself—it was about the Rock-Armored Turtle. Because he hadn't received any system experience notification, meaning the turtle wasn't dead yet.

So Mo Shuying summoned Madman's Pride, his whole body glowing with a green-gold light as he walked toward the blast zone.

"Grr..."

By now, the Rock-Armored Turtle was barely breathing, more out than in. Half its body had been blown apart, the once-proud hard shell on its back broken into a massive hole, revealing charred, bloody, blackened flesh beneath.

Its huge head lay limp on the ground, unable to lift.

"Tap~"

A soft footstep sounded. Mo Shuying's figure slowly emerged before the Rock-Armored Turtle's eyes. The turtle glared at this human wrapped in green light, fury and resentment burning in its gaze.

But then—

"Bam!"

Mo Shuying punched the turtle square on the head, muttering as he did.

"What are you looking at!"

"... "

The poor Rock-Armored Turtle couldn't move anymore, left to endure Mo Shuying's relentless pounding.

Mo Shuying didn't kill it outright, because he'd found a good way to farm Grasp of the Undying.

While the turtle was still alive, Mo Shuying circled it, landing a punch every four seconds. Little damage, but maximum humiliation. He kept this up for ten full minutes! Finally, the turtle, enraged to the point of heart failure, eyes wide—died.

"Crack~"

After one punch shattered the turtle's body, Mo Shuying knew it was dead.

He shook his head with a sigh. Ten minutes, and he'd only gotten 151 punches in! Couldn't it have held out a bit longer! Useless! Only gave him 755 HP!

Oh, there was experience—55 points. Added to the original 305, he was only 40 points away from leveling up again.

Drawing on past experience, Mo Shuying knew that after such a powerful monster died, something would drop. The two previous leader monsters had each dropped an innate skill. He wondered what this giant turtle would give.

Soon, the turtle's body vanished, leaving behind a shield made of shell, about half Mo Shuying's height.

Mo Shuying: "..."

A shield? It made sense for a giant turtle to drop a shield, but he was an Assassin! Have you ever seen an assassin lugging a shield around for a stealth kill?

Despite his inner complaints, Mo Shuying still picked up the shield. Information came to him automatically.

Mystic Code: Rock Turtle Spiked Shield (D+)

Possesses exceptional defensive power. When hit by melee attacks, the spikes on the shield automatically counterattack.

A D+-rank shield—decent enough. But compared to Madman's Pride, an A-rank Noble Phantasm, it was worlds apart.

What is a Noble Phantasm?

For the most part, Noble Phantasms are simply more powerful Mystic Codes. They possess active or passive abilities, are celebrated alongside the Heroic Spirit, and wield immense power. There's no fundamental difference between the two.

And a Noble Phantasm isn't ranked high just because of its attack power. Take Madman's Pride—its strength lies in HP enhancement and post-battle recovery. Mo Shuying had just taken a decent amount of damage, but recovered fully in under a minute. That's percentage-based recovery. As Mo Shuying's level rises, this effect becomes increasingly terrifying.

Madman's Pride could be considered a top-tier personal (self-targeting) Noble Phantasm. While not on the level of Avalon's absolute invincibility and damage nullification, it's still a very fine Noble Phantasm. Of course, Avalon is a Boundary Field Noble Phantasm.

Mo Shuying shook the shield in his hand. It was heavy, but he could still carry it. The problem was, he had no idea how to haul such a big shield around. Like Mash? Strapped to his back?

The thought of running around with a turtle shell on his back made Mo Shuying shiver violently. He was utterly opposed to the idea.

"Sigh. If only I had something like a portable space, it'd make things a lot easier."

One downside of Mystic Codes is that they can't be stored away like Noble Phantasms, especially low-rank ones. They're just external tools, not integrated with the Heroic Spirit like a Noble Phantasm.

As if hearing Mo Shuying's sigh, the system spoke up.

"Ding~ Detected host's strong request. Host can unlock a special space upon reaching level 5. Hope the host grows stronger soon."

"Oh! The system is really thoughtful!"

Mo Shuying hadn't expected the system to be so considerate. Level 5 to unlock a portable space? That wasn't much experience away. One more monster would probably be enough to level up.

At that moment, Mo Shuying almost wished for another monster to appear. But unfortunately, until the clock struck midnight, no new monsters showed up.

"Check-in."

Mo Shuying, who was busy making a Molotov Cocktail, heard the system prompt and immediately chose to check in.

This check-in was just a small, ordinary one. He had no idea what level of item it would yield.

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

"What? Nasus's Q?"

Mo Shuying had thought an ordinary check-in wouldn't yield anything good, but who knew it would give him such a big surprise!

He quickly opened his attribute panel to check Siphoning Strike's stats.

Siphoning Strike E~EX

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

Sure enough, it was Nasus's Q, but with some Magic Modification. Still, that didn't change the fact that this was a super skill.

In the League game Mo Shuying played before his transmigration, there were a few champions who grew stronger over time, and Nasus was one of them. In the late game, Nasus was practically a symbol of invincibility.

Mo Shuying raised his hand and released Siphoning Strike. A surge of magic flowed into his fist, wrapped in purple light that interwove with a green glow, radiating an eerie, sinister color.

He bent down and punched the ground. The blow left a football-sized crater in the cement floor—proof that Mo Shuying's current strength was still considerable.

But there was one thing: after one strike, he couldn't immediately release Siphoning Strike again. It took about five seconds before he could use it once more.

Mo Shuying didn't have much to say about that. He was already familiar with the cooldown time, and he could accept it. Besides, he felt that as long as he used it more often and got smoother and more practiced, the cooldown would eventually shorten.