Testing New Skills (Part 2)

As the Obsidian Hellbeast staggered backward, molten chunks dripping from its wounded body, Adrian's attention was already shifting. His instincts screamed at him—another enemy was coming.

From the inferno of swirling flames, a second opponent emerged.

A Voidscale Reaper. revise this into paragraph but keep words count same. also keep on adding sfx for battle sound.

Towering at nearly three meters tall, the humanoid creature was covered in sleek, obsidian-black scales that shimmered like liquid darkness.

Its elongated limbs ended in razor-sharp talons, and its twin serpentine tails writhed menacingly behind it. Most terrifying of all were its eyes—two pits of violet light that seemed to devour the surrounding energy.

Adrian smirked, eyes gleaming with excitement. "Now this… this is more like it."

System Alert: Enemy Identified.

Voidscale Reaper (Level 82). A rare apex predator born from the abyss. Possesses advanced mana manipulation and enhanced regeneration.

Threat Level: Extreme.

Before Adrian could react, the Voidscale Reaper vanished. No sound. No movement. One moment it was there—then gone.

"Fast—!"

A sharp whistling noise tore through the air.

Adrian twisted instinctively, activating Vein-Touched Reflexes.

CLANG!

Just in time. His sword caught the Reaper's strike—its elongated claws clashing against his enchanted blade, sending a shockwave rippling outward. The force behind the attack was immense—strong enough to dig his feet into the ground despite his enhanced strength.

But the Reaper wasn't finished.

With unnatural fluidity, it twisted its body mid-air, its second tail lashing out.

THWIP!

Adrian ducked, the tail slicing clean through a jagged stone behind him, splitting it like butter.

"If that hit me, it might have taken my head off," he noted grimly.

With a burst of mana, Adrian retaliated. Dragon's Might flared even stronger, his golden aura blazing as he struck back with Phantom Blade—an illusionary attack technique that layered multiple afterimages of his sword slashes, confusing enemies.

SLASH! SLASH! SLASH!

Five strikes landed simultaneously, cutting deep into the Voidscale Reaper's torso.

It screeched—an inhuman, guttural noise—but instead of falling back, its wounds began knitting together instantly.

Warning: Enemy possesses Advanced Regeneration. Standard attacks will be less effective.

Adrian narrowed his eyes. "Then I need to hit it with something stronger."

Raising his free hand, he activated Mana Fortification, focusing raw energy into his sword.

Golden lightning crackled around him.

Dragon's Fang Strike!

A massive crescent arc of draconic energy exploded from his blade, roaring toward the Voidscale Reaper.

The creature reacted instantly—it warped out of existence, vanishing into the shadows.

Adrian's attack hit the battlefield instead, splintering the ground, sending debris flying.

Then—movement behind him.

"Damn—"

Before he could react, the Reaper materialized in his shadow.

Its claw pierced through his side.

A flash of searing pain shot through Adrian as the creature's talons embedded deep into his ribs, its violet eyes gleaming with malicious hunger.

For a moment, the battlefield was silent.

Then—BOOM!

A golden shockwave erupted from Adrian's body.

Draconic Pulse—activated at point-blank range!

The force sent the Voidscale Reaper flying backward, crashing through several stone formations before slamming into a molten lava pool.

HISS!

The creature screeched in agony as the lava consumed it. Its regeneration struggled against the molten rock, but Adrian knew better than to assume it was finished.

Blood dripped down his side, but the pain barely registered. His Endurance was too high for a single wound to slow him down.

He exhaled sharply, eyes burning with intensity.

"One monster down. One more to go."

The Hellbeast had recovered.

The molten titan let out a guttural roar, its entire torso glowing bright red as it prepared to unleash another devastating attack.

Adrian wasn't about to let that happen.

"Time to test my new skill."

He closed his eyes, focusing.

The air around him trembled.

Draconic Tempest—Activate.

A storm of golden energy erupted from Adrian's body, spiraling high into the sky.

The clouds above darkened, swirling violently.

Then—lightning struck.

Not from the sky, but from Adrian himself.

Bolts of golden energy rained down, each one exploding like a miniature sun upon impact. The battlefield shook, the Hellbeast's body torn apart by countless bursts of draconic might.

The sheer magnitude of the attack was unreal. The heat melted stone, the force obliterated terrain, and the entire battlefield became a storm-ridden inferno.

By the time the dust settled, the Obsidian Hellbeast was gone—reduced to nothing but molten remains.

Adrian stood in the center of the devastation, golden sparks still crackling around his body.

"That was… powerful." He exhaled, feeling the weight of his new skill's mana drain. Half of his MP was gone in a single activation.

Still, it was worth it.

He turned his gaze back toward the molten pool where the Voidscale Reaper had fallen.

It was… moving.

Despite the lava melting parts of its body, it still struggled to rise, its regeneration fighting against the overwhelming heat.

Adrian's lips curled into a smirk.

"Persistent little bastard, huh?"

He clenched his sword, mana swirling around the blade.

One final blow.

He leaped forward—Shadow Vein Step activating mid-air—blurring through the battlefield.

The Reaper lashed out with its final attack, a desperate claw strike.

Adrian vanished.

Reappeared above it.

His sword descended.

"Dragon's Fang Strike!"

SLASH!

The impact split the air apart, a blinding explosion of draconic energy consuming both Adrian and the Voidscale Reaper.

For a brief moment, there was only golden light.

Then—silence.

SYSTEM ALERT: ENEMIES DEFEATED.

Adrian exhaled deeply, feeling the adrenaline fade. His golden aura dimmed, the battlefield slowly returning to silence.

His new class, Archdraconic Spellblade, had proven itself beyond expectations. His skills had evolved, his strength had multiplied.

But this was only the beginning.

He grinned to himself.

"If this is what I can do at Level 50… I can't wait to see how strong I'll get at higher levels."

The training chamber shimmered, resetting itself for the next trial.

Adrian tightened his grip on his sword, eyes burning with unrelenting ambition.

"System," he called out.

"Generate the next wave."

And with that, the battlefield erupted into chaos once more.

As the battlefield reset, molten remains of the Hellbeast cooling into hardened rock, Adrian exhaled slowly, feeling the residual energy crackling through his veins.

His golden aura flickered, dimming slightly as his mana reserves recalibrated. The sheer power of his new class, Archdraconic Spellblade, was exhilarating.

Every movement felt sharper, faster—his body pushing the limits of what he had once thought possible.

But he wasn't the only one who had felt the shift.

A ripple in space signaled multiple presences arriving near the training chamber's observation deck.

Sophia, Isabella, Rosalyn, Chris, Seraphina, Christine and Eve had all felt the surge of power—an undeniable pulse of ascension that came from Adrian reaching his second class.

Their curiosity, mixed with an almost instinctual draw toward his presence, had led them to witness his battle firsthand.

Standing near the edge of the shimmering boundary that separated the chamber from the outside world, they watched in awe.

Sophia, her dual blades resting against her waist, crossed her arms as she observed the battlefield, her crimson eyes gleaming with something dangerously close to admiration.

The Everhart prodigy, the so-called Genius of the Sword, had never been one to be easily impressed. Yet, as she gazed at Adrian standing amidst the battlefield's wreckage, his body glowing with draconic energy, she felt her heart skip a beat.

Her fingers curled slightly, an uncharacteristic warmth spreading through her chest.

The way he stood, unyielding and confident, exuding power in its purest form—it was infuriatingly attractive.

"I wonder how much longer can he last now that he has ascended. I will have to try it out tonight I guess." Sophia murmured to herself as she looked at her little brother, her eyes filled with desire.

Meanwhile, Christine, the little fan girl, practically had stars in her eyes. "Big Brother is so cool! Did you see that last attack?"

Her voice was filled with excitement, her hands clenched into fists as she replayed the moment in her mind.