Morphling?

For example, right now, Alfred had stacked most of his Strength into Agility. And because he was currently possessing the Bloodhulk Rhine had transformed into, the attributes he altered were, in essence, the Bloodhulk's attributes. That was also why the Bloodhulk had taken on that shape. (Doesn't it look like Morphling? I only realized while writing this—wasn't this Morphling's move from DOTA?)

No one knew the Bloodhulk's exact attributes for the time being. After all, this creature grew stronger as its vitality declined. Its Agility had now soared beyond all limits, even beyond Alfred's own expectations.

Otherwise, Alfred would have run away long ago!

Alfred had noticed the problem as well. He simply could not control himself. But he was stuck between a rock and a hard place. At this speed, if he abruptly lowered his Agility, he would only be asking for trouble. Anyone who had driven knew what kind of tragedy came from slamming on the brakes at 200. With a seat belt, it might be manageable; without one, just wait to be flung straight out of the car.

And Alfred had not only accelerated to several times the speed of sound, he damn well had no seat belt. Forget a seat belt—he did not even have brakes. If he truly dared to stop suddenly, the immense inertia would tear him in half!

Being torn in half was not much of a problem for him, but under these circumstances, if he split in two, he would just be inviting focused fire. That last barrage had directly vaporized nearly half his power. To Alfred, blood was power. The little power he had now was only obtained by desperately squeezing the Bloodhulk Rhine had transformed into. Otherwise, he could not have maintained his Legendary state at all.

And this power