[CH598+ Continued] Dungeon Diver: Stealing A Monster's Power

Chapter 758

A series of explosions of white, purple, and yellow light erupts like popcorn, growing larger as each of the purple arrows Arie shot off curves toward their target and rains down on the energy crescent moving his way.

However, Arie's eyes glow brighter, and the number of arms growing from his back multiplies even faster upon impact.

This is because he watches these high-powered strikes losing their strength the closer they get to the incoming attack.

It's impossible to physically see, but a cold vibration ripples off the outer edges of the Berserker's energy attack, giving off the presence of an ancient and ruthless aura.

It's as if the confidence of a King who has never lost a battle is being personified into existence.

Arie's light purple arrows, with enough divine energy in their cores to kill a 1st Class True Core in a single hit, collide with this crescent of energy by the hundreds.

The attacks don't physically slow down, but the closer they get to this crescent of energy, the weaker they seem and the less momentum they carry in relation to the target they're attempting to hit.

The eruptions of explosions are, in fact, the arrows making contact, and small holes are carved into the crescents of energy traveling his way. It still retains over 80% of its energy mass and hasn't slowed down a notable amount at all.

In just a matter of seconds, the tens of thousands of kilometers between them are cut in half.

Arie releases another flurry of arrows as the crescent emerges from the energy blast and grows hundreds more arms again, preparing for what he must do next.

Two more chain reactions of explosions collide with the crescent coming his way, and he feels the same cold aura disable the effectiveness of his arrows each time they make contact.

Though, its mass falls below half of what it was before. Arie is receiving feedback that his attacks are working.

From a distance, it's far harder to understand, but once the gap is closed even further—less than 1,000 kilometers away—it now affects the visuals of the world around this human archer, sending vibrating shivers down his spine as he feels the remnants of an old deteriorating Noble Bloodline trying to suppress his will.

The archer grits his teeth and now completely understands how and why the commanders left this planet the second the aura hit them.

It's like nothing he's ever felt before.

From dungeons filled with monsters double his level, to Demonic Beasts within the Abyss with overwhelming strength and foreign powers, even the use of intimidation skills or domination buffs—nothing has ever given off readings like this before.

Arie knows what it means to mutate the system, as it's happened to him twice in his life in very drastic ways.

The first was that his unique skill was created by cultivating Qi before he ever even awakened the system, making his arrows stronger and not exactly fully mana-based.

The second was when he decided to make a change to his destiny. Instead of following the normal path of this mana-based world, where everyone trains the same way, the Abyss called to him...

Not just to find out what happened to his old village in the Dark Continent, but on a deeper level—to take advantage of another unique scenario and wield this Dark Power unlike anyone else in the human world.

Now, he feels another system mutation, one that threatens to suppress his own.

While his instincts scream at him to be in fear, something clicks in his mind—a trigger of understanding in the moment—that this is merely the same thing, just within an older lifeform with far more time being mutated within the system.