The only regrettable thing was that, in that brief moment, the Divine Protection on the dragon armor must have activated, shielding Tyrion's kidneys and other such parts. Lin Yun had only managed to wound him.
At least he hadn't hit any of Tyrion's more vital organs.
But it didn't matter, because... at least he'd hit him.
16D6+8D6+8D8+34D8+2D6+6+26+3+20=361
It flashed thirteen times.
What Lin Yun hadn't expected was that Tyrion had withstood such a huge amount of damage.
What was going on? Did this guy have that much HP?
Lin Yun was a little surprised, but then he thought about it. This guy was, after all, the strongest High Elf, and he was also a Chosen Champion.
So he was probably pretty tough.
After all, the guy had likely spent the last few hundred years training. His hit dice were probably all maxed out.
That meant he had over 200 HP, maybe even over 230, before taking his Constitution into account. Then there were the bonus HP from his Constitution and Mythic abilities.
So it wouldn't be strange if he had more than 400 HP.
After all, Lin Yun had 338 HP at full strength. It wasn't impossible for Tyrion to have even more than that.
Thinking about it that way, it seemed... perfectly reasonable.
"You really are impressive! Hahaha! Come on, make this even more fun for me!" Tyrion's expression began to look... delighted.
Lin Yun felt as if the guy had changed personalities.
But the High Elves around them seemed completely calm.
It looked like that was because of the First Phoenix King, combined with Tyrion's great strength and the fact that Light Magic could calm and clear the mind.
So, in theory, Tyrion should have been the one least likely to be corrupted.
In theory.
Because,