Douluo Continent: My Path to Godhood Through Stat Allocation

Chapter 58 A Desperate Struggle

Fang Ling ran towards the area of ​​the hundred-year-old soul beasts inside the forest.

They hoped to encounter some powerful soul beast or a human who hunts souls.

Whoever it is, hurry up and introduce some unexpected changes!

In the vast and lush primeval forest, a man and a beast once again engaged in a chase.

The person was still the same, but the beast had changed to a stronger one.

Fang Ling couldn't hold back any longer.

Having only been in the Starry Sky Forest for a few days, aside from the first two days when I was with the teachers and things were alright, the rest of the time I was on my own and just running around.

But not running isn't an option.

Faced with this soul beast whose attacks were off the charts and could easily kill him, how could Fang Ling dare to linger?

So every time, the result was that he would be knocked away.

Seeing that it couldn't kill him quickly, perhaps out of a playful mood, the giant multi-legged dragon treated Fang Ling like a ball and started hitting him.

While it's playful, it's also cunning, displaying the cautiousness unique to serious soul beast battles.

They chased after Fang Ling, pressuring him and exhausting their physical and spiritual strength.

After each collision, it rushes up and unleashes a deadly swing.

Take advantage of Fang Ling's exhaustion to destroy his weapons.

The effect is remarkable.

The front half of the blade of the gleaming scythe had broken off, and fine cracks were spreading along the thick handle.

The damage to his martial spirit also severely injured Fang Ling, causing blood to gush from his mouth and nose. He endured the pain purely through his warrior's willpower.

Another collision.

"drink!"

Fang Ling's eyes were filled with bloodlust as he gripped the handle of his sickle tightly and swung it forcefully.

The silvery-white half-scythe clashed with the fangs that were almost as long as his entire forearm.

Aside from the first collision, he didn't activate the cursed blade afterward.

Too much rushing around trivial matters prevents vulnerability detection from functioning effectively, and even when it does function, it is unlikely to achieve the desired results.

This giant centipede moved swiftly, and its armor was so thick that it was impossible to penetrate.

Moreover, Aoya suffered no damage from the attack of the cursed blade.

Fang Ling can't break through the defense!

Therefore, we can only observe more, look for opportunities, and temporarily give up the fight back.

Aside from the necessary collisions caused by each sudden advance, all the soul power is used to supply the soul bones.

Let's delay a little longer, find a turning point, or find a weakness in this purplish-red centipede.

"boom--!"

A moment later, another loud crash was heard, and another section of the sickle broke off.

The sickle, which was originally over forty centimeters long, is now only ten centimeters long.

The cracks on the handle spread further, and many fragments and debris were scattered in all directions after being struck, then turned into points of soul power and disappeared.

Fang Ling had already switched to holding the sickle with both hands, but he still couldn't avoid getting cracks in his hands from the impact, with bright red cuts flowing with gushing blood.

My arms are in excruciating pain; they are all strained.

The remaining strength was almost insufficient to withstand the next attack.

Am I really going to die here like this?

"No!"

"How could a beggar, who survived even the most difficult times, possibly die in a place like this!"

Fang Ling absolutely refused to believe she would lose.

Even as blood began to flow from his eyes, he calmly considered how to escape.

If there's no way to turn things around, then we have no choice but to take a gamble.

Let's take a gamble on whether the absorption capacity is strong enough!

Specialty absorption cannot be used to absorb the life force and soul power of others for growth; it can only replenish the soul power consumed by oneself and heal injuries.

This can be considered an adaptive specialty.

Fang Ling narrowed his eyes slightly as he recalled the life force and soul power he had absorbed when he killed the one-eyed giant antelope last time. The absorption was filtered according to a certain ratio, and then the pure life force and soul power were transferred over.

But at Lv2, it certainly won't be very powerful.

Therefore, he must keep his injuries at bay by absorbing the energy to prevent death.

Continue dancing on the edge of a knife.

Silently analyzing the information obtained from each collision, he estimated that he still had enough soul power to activate the Cursed Blade once more.

The hand holding the sickle was pale from blood loss.

A hint of death flickered in Fang Ling's eyes.

He whispered to himself:

"It's time for one last desperate attempt!"

After this, it's either life or death!

……

Hidden in a tree, a man and a woman, one tall and one short, were silently watching the thrilling chase unfold.

The older one was a middle-aged man.

Slightly tall and thin, I felt sincere admiration for Fang Ling, who was able to persevere even with his martial soul shattered.

"What a clever little brat!"

For ordinary weapon spirit masters, if their spirit is cracked by an impact, they will experience intense pain that reaches their brain and even their soul.

Absolutely unbearable!

This state makes the martial spirit more vulnerable.

Outwardly, this means that someone can easily smash your martial spirit to pieces with a single attack.

Despite being severely injured, with his martial spirit almost half-rotted, this one-legged boy was still able to escape quickly as if nothing had happened.

The implications, the patience and willpower involved are simply unimaginable.

The younger one is a beautiful girl who is taller than her current age, with long black hair, fair skin, and a cool and aloof temperament.

She was beautiful, but her sorrowful eyes were devoid of any life.

Watching Fang Ling struggling to escape, I was momentarily stunned and inexplicably moved.

Driven by this strange, inexplicable feeling lingering in her heart, she said, almost as if possessed:

"Uncle Li, please save him."

"Your Highness's command!"

The thin, middle-aged man did not ask why.

He actually wanted to save this determined boy who seemed destined for greatness.

As a guard, he couldn't say anything to his master.

He can make decisions on some matters concerning the young lady's safety, but not on others.

The young lady has come to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt souls; her safety is the top priority.

Such a decision to rescue innocent bystanders is overstepping one's bounds and should never be made by a guard.

The man, whom the pretty little girl called Uncle Li, received the order and immediately channeled his martial spirit, transforming into a black shadow and flashing out.

With black ears and a black tail, one can vaguely discern that it is the image of a black cat.

Another dark figure quickly took his place.

The person the two were talking to, Fang Ling, who was being chased by a giant centipede, was unaware that someone was coming to rescue him.

Even with his powerful reflexes, he had no time to pay attention to more information when faced with a life-or-death crisis.

With the supply of the external soul bone to his right foot rapidly reduced, Fang Ling's eyes gleamed with a scarlet light that seemed capable of devouring anyone in its path.

Faced with the centipede charging at him again at increased speed, he no longer defended himself this time. Instead, he adjusted his position to receive the attack from his stomach rather than his chest, which was a vital spot.

We must fight fire with fire, and our target is the centipede's enormous open mouth!

It is one of the few places where an effective attack can be launched under the cover of hard armor, and it may even be fatal in one blow.

This enormous, multi-legged celestial dragon's mouth would open slightly whenever it opened its pair of huge mandibles.

Fang Ling discovered this seemingly insignificant habit during a previous battle.

This is the only chance to turn the tide!

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