Chapter 229: Skeletal Drake

Parrying a Ghoul's talon away from me, I stabbed my newly enchanted dagger into its chest, pulsing some mana through the blade.

The results were-

Watching as it's chest exploded from the pulse of mana, I smirked as it's core fell to the ground, the spherical object clattering to the floor as the Ghoul's corpse turned to dust.

Intriguing.

What would that have done to a living, breathing person, I wonder?

If I amplified the pulse, would their entire torso have vaporized?

What if I lowered the power of the pulses but increased the frequency?

I stared down at my First Fang with a wide grin, the ash coated blade becoming clean again as I sent some more mana into it.

Hearing something shuffling to my left, I swung the dagger towards the sound of the noise, a crescent of ice slicing through the air and decapitating the stumbling Ghoul.