At last, they were down to the final two lives. Though, really, one life would have been enough. Still, it didn't matter.
"Psionic Assault, Mythic Power Attack, High Divine Power Surge."
Yes, after some time had passed—or rather, ever since he'd gotten Greater Critical Strike—Lin Yun had rarely used this move.
After all, it was risky, and he could only use the martial technique once.
By comparison, Greater Critical Strike was naturally the more "reliable" option.
But now...
Because Lin Yun was level 19, he could...
"D20+20+6+6+4+3+1+3+2+6+4=70, hit."
"D20+20+6+6+4+3+1+3+2+6+4=74, critical hit." "D20+20+6+6+4+3+1+3+2+6+4=68, critical confirmation."
So why could he always land critical hits in the strangest situations?
Because Lin Yun was now level 19, he could sacrifice 19 points of Constitution.
In other words...
"80D6+190D8+40D8+30+6+100+8+8+4=1646."
After all, Critical Hit didn't affect the effects of High Divine Power Surge, so the number of dice seemed much higher than when he used Mythic High Mastery Critical Strike. Even so, it still couldn't match that move, which was a little disappointing.
Otherwise, he might have broken 3,000.
Though he had no idea what that would mean.
There was no doubt that the damage from High Divine Power Surge, even after being weakened by resurrection resistance,
had once again broken through the protection of Heracles's Twelve Labors, completely piercing him.
"Is that... High Divine Power Surge?" Jello looked at Lin Yun in surprise. He hadn't expected Lin Yun to use this kind of "sacrificial" martial technique. Unfortunately, since it was an eighth-level technique, his Metamorphosis couldn't imitate it.
The move instantly reduced Lin Yun's Constitution to 18.
After all, Lin Yun had only had 37 points of Constitution to begin with.
He still had to be careful about that.
But it wasn't a big problem.
Because this was already Heracles's twelfth life.
In other words,