I Was a Small Fish When I Reincarnated, but It Seems That I Can Become a Dragon, so I Will Do My Best - Extra Chapter 173
6-10. Loss
“Guhh!!”
The explosion from the “Air Pressure Sword” finally inflicted serious damage. Wulf’s left leg was blown off, and he fell to the ground, clutching his leg. He struggled to stand but found it impossible to rise even slightly on one leg. Using the “Holy Sword” for support, he noticed his invisibility had deactivated.
His gaunt face bore dark circles, giving him an unhealthy appearance. His body was extremely thin, his arms resembling withered branches. With almost no flesh, he looked like he should collapse at any moment.
“Guh…! Hahaha…!”
“You can still laugh? Doesn’t it hurt?”
“Oh, it hurts. But you, knowing my name, should understand why, shouldn’t you…?”
“…?”
As Wulf spoke, the “Holy Sword” in his hand began to turn black. From tip to hilt, it was engulfed in darkness, and an eerie mist began emanating from his body. The mist, heavier than air, descended and spread across the ground.
With a sinking feeling, Amariaz remembered the true nature of Wulf’s skill.
“‘Loss’…!!”
“Skills that come with a price… are generally powerful. Isn’t that right…?”
Wulf moved his hand. With a slow motion, he snapped his fingers, causing the black mist on the ground to rise.
“‘Dark Mob’”
The mist morphed and leaped, forming into black creatures. They devoured the mist, growing larger with each bite. Once fully formed, they turned their gaze on Amariaz.
From the black sea of mist emerged a clearly defined shark. Its white eyes locked onto Amariaz as it rushed forward, trailing the dark mist behind it.
Amariaz countered with an “Air Pressure Sword.” However, the mist-shark dodged adeptly, diving into the ground to avoid the explosion. It leaped up close, jaws wide, aiming to swallow Amariaz.
“Damn it!”
Amariaz dodged at the last moment, the shark’s bite tearing into the ground. The sound of its teeth grinding the earth was accompanied by a shaking of its head as it chewed. Even with Yuzen’s “Substitution,” getting caught by this thing would be troublesome.
“Don’t forget about me!”
“Of course not!”
The darkened sword, now a “Dark Sword,” slashed upward towards Amariaz. As Wulf hadn’t turned invisible, Amariaz could track him with “Spatial Awareness.” He used “Air Bullets” to fend off Wulf’s approach, constantly moving to maintain distance.
“??!”
“‘Barrier’!”
When the mist-shark attacked again, Amariaz stomped the ground, deploying a barrier via a shockwave to repel it. The strength and speed of the barrier’s deployment depended on the force of the stomp, a skill he had already mastered despite its complexity.
Each skill had its quirks. Mastering their unique characteristics turned them into extensions of oneself.
After successfully repelling the mist-shark, Amariaz focused back on Wulf. Though two-on-one was troublesome, Wulf’s loss of a leg hampered his usual mobility, even in flight. Given his frail body, this was unsurprising.
“‘Air Pressure Sword,’ thrust!”
Wulf deftly dodged Amariaz’s attack and swung his sword in a caressing motion. However, at that moment, Amariaz detonated the “Air Pressure Sword.”
The close-range explosion should have inflicted damage, but Wulf, seemingly unfazed, continued his attack.
He had become noticeably sturdier, a transformation explained by his skill, “Loss.” This skill enhanced Wulf’s physical abilities proportional to the extent of his injuries, making him more powerful with each lost limb. The enhancements were permanent.
Wulf’s empowered greatsword struck Amariaz. The force was enough to tear his clothes and send him flying. Thanks to Yuuzen’s “Substitution,” Amariaz was unharmed, but the direction of his flight was problematic.
“??!”
“The shark!”
Twisting his body mid-air, Amariaz faced the shark. Using the momentum, he quickly chanted the “Air Pressure Sword” into a pole and swung it sideways.
“Hyaa!”
“??!?”
Feeling the impact, he detonated the “Air Pressure Sword,” dealing damage while creating distance.
“Not bad!”
“…Damn it… This is annoying…! I didn’t want to do this, but…!”
As Amariaz landed, he thrust his hands towards Wulf. Wulf, curious about what was coming, listened in shock to the skill’s name.
“‘Air Compression’”