BXBX NOVEL Chapter 836: Degradation
Chapter 836: Degradation
As the gold dragon\'s head rolled on the ground, his eyes stared at Alcott\'s back, taking a second to realize his head had already been divorced from his body.
With how much life force dragons have, it wouldn\'t be strange for the gold dragon\'s body to still move to attack, but strangely it didn\'t. It was only then that Ginger and the other dragon noticed the blood marks on the dragon\'s clothes.
Using his blood magic as a vampire, Alcott made several blood blades that swing alongside his sword. Those blades hit the dragon\'s torso at the same time as the beheading strike and cut him in parallel.
Each blood slash hit right between the dragon\'s vertebras cutting him into chunks which completely destroyed the spinal cord.
A severed head can take seconds before losing conciseness if it belonged to a human, and dragons take even longer. The gold dragon\'s head remained alive for three minutes, watching the massacre Alcott was going to cause, the horror that deterred the dragons from waging war as he stood between their armies.
The red greatwyrm roared, his chest burning bright red as he opened his jaw, unleashing a devastating stream of crimson flames toward Alcott. "DIE THEN!"
Alcott swung his sword down with one hand, slashing the breath in half as he lunged straight at the dragon\'s face by shifting his legs into those of a werewolf and gliding in the air with vampire wings.
Alcott reached the dragon\'s head and pulled a long spear from his magic pocket, thrusting straight at the dragon\'s forehead, aiming at the segmentations of the skull. Just like humans, a dragon\'s skull is separated into several segments as they grow up.
As the spear pierced straight into the dragon\'s brain, Alcott used it as a needle to inject his vampiric blood inside and lobotomize the dragon, ripping the brain apart with several blood spikes. As the dragon recoiled back, Alcott proceeded into the second part of killing a dragon.
Alcott shifted fully into his werewolf form and rolled across the dragon\'s back, spinning at high speed while swinging his claws directly at the dragon\'s spine, cutting him to pieces as he slid across.
"Wait! Wait! Wait!" A copper dragon cried in the back, "That was a fucking great wyrm!" He gasped, this was the first time in his life that he had seen great wyrms dying so quickly.
A blue dragon lunged forth swinging his claw at Alcott the moment he jumped out of the red dragon\'s tail. Another green dragon attacked as well and they both tried to gang up on Alcott. Alcott reached into his pocket to pull another weapon, and this time everyone gasped at what he pulled.
"That\'s!" Ginger cried.
A large cannon, strangely phallic in shape with what looked like a sack in the back.
"Neo Armstrong cannon!" The copper dragon cried in the back, turning to run away. That was just like the exploding nipple knife, a weapon created by an insane artificer who poured his life into it. But this time instead of a strange hatred toward nipples, it was directed toward large monsters.
Neo Armstrong\'s village got trampled by marching titans and so he created this cannon and gave it that unique shape just to tell them, "Fuck you."
BOOM! With a large burst, Alcott fired the cannon straight through the blue dragon\'s claw and hit him in the face with the shell, taking a chunk of his jaw. Due to the recoil, Alcott got sent flying to the ground with the cannon.
With the cannon\'s insane power and the shells specially picked by Alcott to kill dragons, even great wyrms can get severely injured from its rounds.
As Alcott hit the ground, the green dragon\'s claw missed him and the injured blue dragon growled in pain, it felt as painful as getting shot in the jaw.
The green dragon lunged in, "You shot your shot! And your body shouldn\'t be fine after firing that thing." As he said. The Neo\'s cannon is far too large, a human shouldn\'t be able to lift and shoot it as Alcott did.
As the dust cleared around Alcott he was standing straight in his werebear form, holding the cannon pointed at the dragons. "This sack still got two balls."
Alcott fired two rapid shots, the first blew right through the blue dragon\'s claw and head and the second pierced the green dragon\'s chest.
The blue dragon fell down dead, the cannon shells seemed to have been carrying a large amount of potent poison.
Like vipers and scorpions, each green dragon seems to have its own unique poison so they aren\'t necessarily completely unaffected by poison, just extremely resistant, meaning it\'ll only take their immune system seconds to neutralize a new poison.
As the green dragon recoiled from getting shot and his body froze for a second trying to deal with the poison, Alcott had already dashed between his legs and slashed his Achilles tendons, dropping him to the ground.
The dragon tried to struggle, but it was too late, he wasn\'t the first dragon that Alcott killed this was, and he won\'t be the last. Alcott flew up from his tail to his head, ripping his spine and brain to shreds with a barrage of slashes from a large black greatsword.
Alcott is a dragon slayer, and as an adventurer, he is a weapon master. A fighter capable of using different weapons and fighting styles to suit his needs in combat. He keeps hundreds of different weapons in his magic pocket and pulls them out based on his needs.
That strange fighting style had made him an extremely difficult foe to deal with, the dragons couldn\'t figure out if he\'d go ranged next with a cannon or a bow, or take a more personal approach with a melee weapon.
Another four dragons charged at him at once this time, a great wyrm black dragon, brass drakaina, and a yellow dragon, the fourth being a red wyrm.
As the four swung their claws at him, they found him standing on the black dragon\'s nose, topless with a large smile on his face. "I\'ll wipe your whole race before you can touch my
son\'s hair."
Cerilla and Jasmine finally managed to scale the mountains with wind magic only to find Ginger standing alone on the peak, watching hell rise on the battlefield as Alcott pierced a dragon\'s chest with another\'s tail in a bath of flames.
"Holy shit!" Jasmine cried, immediately conjuring a barrier around them to protect them from the dragon\'s dense magic.
"Those are all great wyrm? No, some are wyrms..." Cerilla gasped, "He\'s...killing them...one after another."
Jasmine rushed to Ginger, "Are you all right? What did happen?"
"I\'m fine; it\'s just that we can\'t get closer." Ginger shook her head, "We\'ll just mess Alcott\'s
rhythm."
"We aren\'t going in there." Cerilla shook her head, "What I\'m asking is why they are
fighting?"
"The dragons said they wanted to kill Arad...and Alcott snapped at them." Ginger replied, "They aren\'t surviving this."
"I\'ve heard that Arad is quite nasty when his wives are put in harm\'s way..." Jasmine looked at Alcott cleaving the dragons like nothing. "I guess, that\'s where he got that attitude." "What level is he anyway?" Cerilla looked at Alcott, "I\'ve seen several people in the five hundred ranges and even they couldn\'t stand against wyrms, let alone greatwyrms." "Alcott\'s main strength against dragons comes from a deep understanding of their biology and the vast amount of weapons he mastered. But, his level isn\'t low either." Ginger replied.
"Last time I\'ve seen the guild\'s papers he was declared at level 132, that doesn\'t make sense," Jasmine added.
"Of course, he dropped as low as level 20. Have you ever heard of degradation? Alcott never filed his stats in his peak at the dragon\'s war." Ginger stared at the battlefield. "Leveling is a borrowed strength for the archangel Aria, but not everyone can get it. If someone got too old or too sick their bodies could no longer hold that power, the same happened to Alcott when his different curses clashed, mainly the vampire and lycanthropy. Those two never get along." Ginger explained.
"Since those two curses started fighting for dominion inside his body, he grew weaker and
weaker as the years passed. He\'s a human after all, not a dragon with a body strong enough to withstand the stress. We aren\'t even talking about the other curses and the necrotic plague. He only remained alive due to the nymph\'s blessings he had."
"So you\'re saying..." Cerilla looked at Alcott embarrassing the dragons one after another. "Those curses finally stabilized..."
"You\'re right; his level is finally rising back faster than ever before." Ginger smiled. When the
level drops due to degradation, you can level it back easier at 2x the normal speed; it\'s just like
retraining muscles.
"What was his level?" Jasmine asked.
"It was..."