What a wonderful feeling. Such powerful strength brought such satisfying feedback.
Lu Cang glanced at his right hand.
The hand holding the spear let it point lightly toward the sea.
He had used only two moves from start to finish against those two creatures. It could hardly even be called a fight.
It had been a one-sided slaughter.
Their senses couldn't detect him, because the range of Lu Cang's sea of magic was greater than theirs, and Unsolvable Mystery was the perfect cover.
This world was very different from the cultivation novels set on Earth.
Every strong fighter had their own weaknesses. It was difficult to become a six-sided warrior with no blind spots.
If a mage was caught off guard, even a Level 8 mage could be killed by a Level 6 assassin.
Warriors had short attack ranges. As long as you were faster than one and could attack from farther away, you could defeat them with ease...
This wasn't true only of Class-changers. It was the same for monsters.
Each had their own weaknesses.
Monsters' weaknesses, especially, were easier to understand at a glance.
That made killing them simple: attack their weaknesses and prevent them from recovering. Strike before they realized they needed to defend themselves.
It was as simple as that.
Most monsters and people didn't have recovery abilities as abnormal as Lu Cang's.
People and monsters alike died when they were killed.
"That was easy."
"Just what level of strength am I at now?"
Killing an Eighth-tier Devilish Creature had become as easy as eating or drinking. But if he really had to face a 9th Tier Class-changer—or a true god—
He still felt a little helpless.
"Forget it. On to the next one."
Tap—
Lu Cang took a single step and appeared above a black