Pran had no choice but to change his tactics a bit after finding out that it was a Blood Troll that he was up against.
While the blood troll was still thrashing around due to its pain and had its back against Pran, he swiftly moved right before its back and rapidly slashed it thrice.
Swish! Slash! Schink!
The blood troll once again winced in pain as the slashes made deep gashes on its back and dark greenish blood started flowing out. It slightly moved its body to the right and sent its long right hand bulging with rock-hard muscles as a backhanded smash towards Pran, trying to hit him.
The blood troll was fast but Pran was even faster. Instead of dodging the backhanded smash he lightly kicked on the hand with his left foot and used it as a springboard, and flew towar
Pran saw the blood troll's hand with its palm open, right in front of him. He quickly tapped his right foot, moving his body slightly to the left to dodge the blood troll's attack, and while continuing to move forward he used his forward momentum to run his sword from the wrist to its shoulder in a straight light.Slice!The blood troll once more hollered in pain as its dark greenish blood started to flow like a waterfall. It used its other hand to smack at the annoying bug who was inflicting so much pain on him. Pran moved to the side but noticed that the blood troll didn’t follow his movement and was still going through its attack motion without stopping.Despite his initial fear, Pran quickly calmed down and breathed a sigh of relief after realizing that the blood troll was still blind. It must have smelled me coming and must have made that attack. Fucker nearly gave me a heart attack!Pran once more focused on attacking the blood troll not giving it time to recover even slightly.
Pran swiftly neared the shield lying on the ground while sheathing the dagger in his left hand. And as he reached it another arrow was already nearing him. Without showing any panic or hesitation he moved the sword into the line of the approaching arrow and used the flat to slide the arrow tip to deviate its trajectory to the side while kicking on the edge of the shield to flip it towards his left hand. As the arrow went past Pran’s right shoulder the shield on the ground was already close to his left hand. And as he was about to grab it his danger sense suddenly picked a very faint killing intent behind him. Without any delay, he tilted his body to the left side using his weight while he used his right foot to tap on the ground to rotate his body on his left foot. As Pran did that he lifted his right hand and using his body’s rotation slashed behind him while he was also able to grab the shield with his
Pran’s reason to deal with the hobgoblins first was because low-level goblins would rarely possess any skills, and even if they did they would be passive ones, which would help them fight better or for longer or use specific weapons more accurately. But hobgoblins were different, in general, 9 out of 10 hobgoblins would possess some kind of passive skills, and amongst ones that possess skills, every 4th would have an active skill, as was evident from the hobgoblin that attacked him some time ago. In this current situation apart from the shadow goblin only the goblin mages would be difficult to deal with along with the hobgoblins, because if the blood troll had any skill it would have used it by now. As Pran could dodge the goblins and the blood troll’s attack if he focused on them, and in time will be able to deal with them, but for that to happen he had to at the very least take out the hobgoblin and the goblin mages. Pran would have ideally liked to take out the goblin mages first
"Ha...ha...ha..." "So… this is it.... ha...ha..." "It didn’t have to be." A soft voice so familiar that he can never mistake it for someone else came from the front. Even after trying his best to focus on the person, all he could see were some blurry figures coming toward him. "You know why this happened, don't you? Because you didn't do as I told you to." Suddenly he heard a different voice, one with a charismatic quality and a hint of pride and arrogance, as if everything was beneath the speaker. “Sigh…” After a brief pause the speaker continued: "If you had just kept following my commands like a faithful and loyal dog, you wouldn't have ended in this state." “Hahaha… cough… cough” “Tch, he’s still laughing.” A gruff voice came from one of the figures and that person lifted their leg to stomp but was stopped by the first person with the soft voice. “Don’t. If you hit him while he’s in this state, then he might die before we even have a chance to ask anything.” “So, you’re
In 1990, portals began appearing all around the world. Initially, the world was at a loss for what to do about these mysterious portals. Brave souls attempted to enter the portals, but to no avail. Meanwhile, many religious groups began proclaiming that the portals were an omen of the world's impending destruction. Despite the efforts of scientists worldwide, no one could make sense of this bizarre phenomenon. As time passed, things returned to normal, with the portals continuing to exist but no other changes occurring. After three years of extensive testing and experimentation, scientists developed a method to locate the portals through their specific energy signatures. For the next nine years, nothing changed. But then, the energy signals began gradually increasing, causing widespread panic around the world. Finally, on January 1st, 2000, people across the globe heard a voice in their heads. [MANA SATURATION HAS BEEN COMPLETED] [PASSAGE TO THE TOWER OF TRIALS HAS BEEN ESTAB
Pran pulled out his mobile phone to check the date and confirmed that this really was the day he became a "Player" after receiving his awakening.He walked to the side, sat down, and began to reflect on what had happened before he died and returned.Soon, he recalled the betrayal of his "friends" and the "love of his life.""I was so foolish and naïve to have believed in them," he muttered under his breath."The first chance they got, they all stabbed me in the back. But not this time. This time, things will be different. Everything will be on my terms."After taking a few breaths and calming himself he opened his status window:【Name: Pran Sharma】【Titles: None】【Race: Human】【Level: 0】【Job: None】【HP: 100/100 | ST: 50/50 | MP: 30/30】【Remaining Points: 4】【Attributes: Strength: 4 | Endurance: 5 | Intelligence: 3 | Vitality: 5 | Agility: 3】【Active Skills: None】【Passive Skills: None】"If I remember correctly, my initial stats look the same as they did before." Pran closed the stats
It was a typical morning at the Sharma household. By 9 a.m., everyone except for Pran had gathered at the dining table for breakfast. Arpita, Pran’s mom asked Anya to go and fetch Pran. With a begrudging expression, Anya made her way to Pran's room, knocked on the door, and shouted, "Wake up, sleepyhead! Breakfast is already on the table." After waiting for a while without receiving a response, Anya decided to enter Pran's room. The room was dark and slightly humid, which caused her to frown. She turned on the lights, but what she saw was odd. Pran was asleep on his bed, but he was lying on his bed with his legs hanging over the side. He still wore his clothes from yesterday and hadn't even taken off his shoes. Anya shook Pran to wake him up, but he remained unresponsive. However, when she touched him, she felt his feverish body. She placed her hand on his forehead and realized that it was burning with a high temperature. In a fluster, Anya rushed back to the dining table and inf
Pran lay on his bed, mostly keeping his eyes shut, but from time to time, he'd open them to check the timer. He felt like the remaining time was passing at a snail's pace. All he wanted was for the timer to be over so he could move his body freely once again. Finally, after what felt like an eternity to him, he heard the familiar voice of the system. [Ding! The player is now able to move freely.] [Ding! All the requirements have been met, and the 'Quest System' will now be enabled for the player.] [Ding! Quest System enabled.] [Ding! Please check the quest window for more information!"] The sound of the system stopped as abruptly as it started, leaving Pran perplexed. Quest System? Quest Window? What the heck is that? I've never heard of anything like this, even when I met a few very high-level players previously, he thought, racking his brain to recall as much as he could. But even after a long time, he wasn't able to recall anything. Soon, he calmed his mind, took a deep bre