Skill Forge: Broken Extra Character

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Class: Warrior

Level: 317

HP: 2000

MP: 400

Strength: 2000

Agility: 1400

Intelligence: 200

Perception: 340

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"Hey, that's not fair!" Jett exclaimed, his voice laced with irritation. "You don't just get that kind of status boost at a time like this! Look at those stats!" He gestured in frustration. "And here I was, trying to act cool by sending the others away."

"What are you rambling about? How shameless can you be after all the tricks you've pulled?" the king retorted, his expression twisted with disdain.

Jett rolled his shoulders, shaking his head. "Pretty sure my circumstances are different," he muttered, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Internally, his thoughts betrayed his calm exterior. 'I can't let my guard down for a second. I need to go all out.'

A radiant golden aura began to seep from Jett's body, wrapping around him like a shimmering cloak. It pulsed with energy, the glow highlighting the resolve in his eyes.

'The Midas Spear adds an all-around 70 stat points to everything,' Jett calculated, feeling the weapon's power flow through him. 'If I stack it with Lumix, it'll push me up by another 500. That should be enough. I can do this.'

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Class: Magic Swordsman

Level: 102

HP: 823 +70 +500

MP: 270 +70 +500

Strength: 500 +70 +500

Agility: 800 +70 +500

Intelligence: 270 +70 +500

Perception: 269 +70 +500

Undistributed Points: 0

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While Jett strategized, the king lunged with startling speed, his blade slashing through the air with devastating force.

Jett barely reacted in time, ducking just enough to avoid a direct hit. The blade's edge missed him by a hair's breadth, the sheer force cutting through the air like thunder.

'That was close, too close,' Jett thought as he leapt backward, putting distance between himself and the king.

"Where's that arrogant brat from before?" the king taunted, his voice dripping with mockery. Without waiting for a response, he lunged again, this time faster and with more precision.

In the split second before impact, Jett realized there was no escaping the strike. 'I can't dodge this. I have to block it!'

He raised his spear horizontally to absorb the blow. The king's blade clashed against it with a deafening roar. The impact sent shockwaves through the ground, and even though Jett managed to block, the overwhelming force hurled him through the air like a rag doll.

Jett crashed to the ground several meters away, rolling to a halt with his arms trembling violently from the sheer force of the attack. He clenched his fists, trying to shake off the lingering vibrations.

"Damn… he's hitting way harder than I expected. Those stats boost are no joke." Jett smirked through gritted teeth. "You're not making this easy, huh? Never thought I'd one day be on he receiving end of something like that."

"We wouldn't be doing all this if you'd just surrendered," Vond's king sneered as he strode closer to Jett, his blade gleaming ominously. "But now I'm in a bad mood, so even if you beg for mercy, I'll…"

Suddenly, the sharp whistle of an incoming arrow cut through the air. The king's reflexes kicked in, and he sidestepped, narrowly avoiding the projectile that embedded itself into the ground at his feet. The interruption stopped him in his tracks.

"Who dares?!" the king roared furiously, scanning the battlefield.

Jett, sprawled on the ground, raised his head and caught sight of Evelina standing atop a distant outcrop. She gave him a confident thumbs-up, her bow still drawn and ready for more.

'There's only one person with that kind of godlike aim who'd save me with an arrow,' Jett thought, his resolve reigniting. He clenched his fists and forced himself to his feet. Right. I can't lose here.

Golden light still hovering around him as he activated a flurry of skills.

[Weapon Mastery]

[Tactical Mirage]

[Flash]

[Iron Will]

"Let's try that again," Jett declared, the strength returning to his voice as he stood tall before the king.

"You just don't know when to give up, do you?" the king snarled, rushing at Jett with murderous intent.

Jett remained motionless, watching the king's approach with calm precision. At the very last moment, he sidestepped, revealing the trajectory of another arrow racing toward the king.

Caught off guard, the king instinctively reached to deflect the arrow. The instant it touched his gauntlet, the arrow exploded in a brilliant burst of energy, staggering him.

Jett seized the opportunity and struck from behind, his spear crackling with power as it descended toward the king.

The king barely managed to block, his sword meeting Jett's spear with a resonating clang. But something was wrong, he felt weaker, slower, less in control.

"But how?" the king growled, his voice dripping with frustration. He struggled against Jett's strength. "How did you get stronger just now?" He froze, his eyes narrowing as realization dawned. "No… I didn't get weaker, did I?"

Jett smirked, the glint of triumph in his eyes as he pressed the attack. "Figure it out, genius. You get 10 points for not being dumb."

From the moment the battle resumed, Jett darted forward with relentless aggression, his spear striking with precision and power. Evelina, standing at a distance, unleashed a flurry of arrows, each one meticulously aimed to exploit the king's weak spots. Her attacks were diverse, exploding arrows, elemental tips, and shots imbued with piercing Aura, all designed to keep the king on his toes.

The king found himself steadily losing ground as the combined assault forced him into a defensive posture. Frustration etched across his face, he growled, "No more!"

[Body Counter]

[Boost]

With a surge of power, the king steadied himself.

"Give it up," Jett warned, spinning his spear before charging. "It's only a matter of time before you lose."

Jett leaped, channeling all his Aura and Lumix into a devastating strike. As the spear closed in, the king stood his ground, not even attempting to block or evade.

"You won't try to dodge?" Jett sneered. "Good for me!"

The spear landed squarely against the king's chest with a thunderous impact. However, instead of recoiling, the king's body absorbed the force. The energy reverberated back, sending Jett hurtling through the air and crashing into the ground with a loud groan.

"You were saying something?" the king mocked, laughing as he strode toward Jett.

Jett writhed in pain, struggling to rise. 'What the hell just happened?' he thought, his vision swimming. 'Did he just reflect all the damage back at me? But if he does that then…'

[Snipe]

From a distance, Evelina, confused but undeterred, fired a single arrow aimed at the king's shoulder, hoping to buy Jett time to reposition himself.

Jett, spotting the arrow mid-flight, gritted his teeth and rushed to intercept it. He snatched the arrow out of the air, his movement leaving him wide open.

"Fool, let's see how long you can keep that up." the king roared.

With a surge of speed, the king swung his blade. The attack struck Jett squarely, launching him across the battlefield once more.

"This is true power!" the king boasted, standing tall as he watched Jett skid to a halt. His gaze shifted to Evelina, who was already nocking another arrow. "Next is your friend."

Evelina's eyes narrowed as she prepared to fire, her stance unwavering despite the imminent threat.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

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