A piercing pain shot through him, and Fulan tried with all his might to pull his hand back.
But it felt like my hand was stuck inside a tumor; no matter how hard I pulled, I couldn't get it out.
Moreover, this tumor is still growing and trying to detach itself from my body.
With a ruthless determination, he used a sword aura to chop off his left hand and then retreated rapidly, creating a distance of nearly thirty meters between himself and Hela.
The bones and flesh slowly regenerated from the broken wall on the left.
The itchy and painful sensation stimulated Fulan's nerves, making it difficult for him to concentrate on Hela.
Fulan's severed left hand was quickly minced into meat and eaten by Hela.
Countless sword energies slashed towards her, but Hela used her legs to propel herself upwards.
Her fair legs were severed by the sword energy, but fortunately, Hela's upper body was unharmed.
His right hand, now a tumor, writhed rapidly, like a bloodthirsty monster reaching towards the ground.
As if he had anticipated this, Fulan simply waved his hand towards the flesh that was being stretched towards him.
A sword aura appeared out of nowhere, severing flesh and blood.
Fulan's eyes widened. After the flesh and blood in front of him were cut off, they did not become still like limbs.
Instead, it fell to the ground and crawled towards him at high speed like a caterpillar.
Extremely fast!
Upon witnessing this disgusting scene, Fulan immediately used his sword energy to create distance.
But flesh and blood had already crawled up to him.
A sharp claw burst forth from his body and slapped Fulan across the face.
Fulan raised his hand to block, and his right hand was scratched with four bloody wounds.
Ignoring the pain in his hands, he suddenly flew into the air.
Meanwhile, Hela's true form was already flying above him.
puff--!
Ten thick spines burst forth from various parts of Hela's body, extending in different directions.
Then they were all stuck into the ground, like a cage, trapping Fulan inside.
Fulan looked up.
Hela's body had long since vanished; all her cells had transformed into bone whips.
It could also be said that it has become this cage.
The lump of flesh lying on the ground rapidly deformed, then suddenly transformed into a bone spur attached to the flesh, piercing outwards.
Fulan quickly dodged and avoided being pierced by the bone spur.
The bone spikes collided with the bone whip, instantly fusing together and shrinking back into a single mass.
Fulan understood what was about to happen and decided to strike first, unleashing a sword strike.
The flesh and bone whip were cut in two, but then quickly reconnected, the flesh merging into the bone whip and disappearing.
Bone spurs grew out of another bone whip without warning and stabbed at the other.
Fulan wasn't paying attention and was stabbed through the thigh.
The bone whip transformed into a soft tentacle the instant it pierced his thigh.
Fulan was thrown to the ground.
Fulan clenched his fist, and a dense burst of sword energy sliced Hela's entire tentacle into dust like a spray of mist.
He distanced himself from her again.
With a sudden swing of his hand, he severed a bone whip, preparing to fly out through the gap.
Unexpectedly, several slender tentacles grew from the cut of the bone whip, nimbly wrapping around his feet and pulling him down.
At that moment, Fulan was truly afraid.
He felt that Hela really wanted to kill him!
If it weren't for some regenerative ability, I'd probably be crippled or dead by now.
To his horror, a lump of flesh fell from the bone whip above, wriggling and crawling toward him.
"I surrender! I surrender!"
Fulan quickly waved his hand; Hela was indeed much stronger than before.
When I was in human form, I could show off my skills with fancy sword auras.
But now the other person is even more impressive than me!
Upon hearing this, the flesh and blood stopped advancing, and the tentacles that had been binding Fulan loosened their grip.
The entire bone whip cage writhed, turning into a lump that merged with the flesh and blood below.
Finally, it slowly took on the shape of Hela.
Hela placed her hands on her hips and raised her stunningly beautiful face high.
A victorious smile graced his face.
"I am the strongest."
Her words should have sounded arrogant, but paired with Hela's emotionless and soft voice, they made her seem extremely cute.
After her chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) episode, Hela walked up to Fulan was panting heavily as he left, and extended her hand to him.
Looking at that small, fair hand, Fulan backed away and stood up.
"It's okay, boss, I can stand up by myself."
He finished speaking and gave an awkward laugh.
Hela ignored her and turned to look at Tuote.
Tuote put the pen in his pocket and nodded.
"Very good, boss, it has met expectations."
Furthermore, your tactics were excellent, especially against a highly mobile and lethal opponent like Fulan.
Indeed, close-quarters combat and crowd control should be the primary focus.
Tuote was so generous with his praise that Hela was practically floating on air.
"And then it's your Fulan."
Tuote suddenly turned his attention to Fulan.
"Your biggest problem is that you are extremely lacking in close combat ability. When the boss fights you in close combat, you have almost no ability to fight back."
Your biggest weakness right now is that you have no defensive capabilities whatsoever.
Fulan looked at Tuote with some surprise; it seemed like Tuote was the boss here.
Tuote and Hela, however, paid no attention.
Tuote adjusted his glasses and continued his logical analysis.
"There's nothing we can do about it. After all, your abilities are what they are. With high lethality and a wide range, there will inevitably be some weaknesses."
I have two options here.
Tuote held up two fingers, and the man, the Variant, and the insect quickly came closer, listening intently.
"The first option is to improve one's physical fitness, such as learning some fighting skills or swordsmanship, but this can only improve very little in the short term, so it can be ruled out first."
The second, and most effective, method is to acquire a [ Variant Artifact ] that is best used for melee combat or defense.
After saying Tuote sighed helplessly.
"It's a pity we're not Night Star, so it's difficult for us to find legal channels to buy and sell [ Variant Artifact ]."
What a pity.
The other two nodded in agreement.
Fulan thought for a moment, "As for weapons, I think swords and the like would suit me better."
Because of my limited skills, I had previously learned some basic knife techniques, so I'm relatively comfortable using a knife.
Hela pondered for a moment, then slowly raised her hand.
A bone blade made of flesh and blood slowly grew from the palm of the hand.
He gripped the hilt and snapped the knife in half, then handed it to Fulan, saying, "Here, take this."
Fulan trembled, staring at the long sword in Hela's hand, its surface still slightly writhing, and hesitated to strike.
It's not that he's being dramatic, it's just that he'd just been beaten up by this flesh-and-blood monster, and now he had to use something like this as a weapon, which was really hard for him to accept.
Tuote stared at the knife in Hela's hand, his brows furrowing slightly as if he were deep in thought.
Seeing that Fulan was dawdling and wouldn't take it, Hela didn't tolerate him and grabbed his wrist, shoving the knife directly into his hand.
"Let's see if it works well."