The Dark Energy Martial Artist, a special profession that primarily focuses on physical training and secondarily on mental prowess, is very similar to the Qi Master, differing only in the focus areas, but both share a common trait: an extremely powerful Spirit Attribute!
This is why he was sent here to hunt down this God believer.
In the previous encounters with this newly emerged group of God believers, they had already suffered several losses, but had also learned that these God believers excel in spiritual abilities.
In low-tier battles, that Spirit Whip often achieves surprising victories, as a spiritual ability with no chance to dodge, once hit, becomes almost a living target.
After learning their lesson, they changed their tactics, opting for warriors like him who excel in both spirit and physique.
Though now it seems their strength has somehow increased, he still believes in his own abilities!
"Such a pity, if not for leaving my weapon behind to board the ship, but my fists can still do the job!" For origınal chapters go to 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝗳𝗶𝗿𝗲·𝗻𝗲𝘁
The martial artist murmured softly, giving Harry no chance to continue preparing, raised his fists, and engaged, clashing with Harry’s claws drenched in scarlet magic.
His fists seemed like mere flesh, but internally concealed spiritual force, his fists already equaled alloy.
In the collision, he managed to block the more effective Harry’s hands, then unleashed a simple yet powerful punch to the chest.
Even though Harry had gathered magical defenses, he only felt a surge of spiritual power infiltrate his body, sending him flying with a punch, crashing into the wall behind him.
The warrior did not give Harry any breathing room, quickly closing in again, infusing Harry’s body with dark force through his fists.
Though Harry appeared not to have taken much damage, the telekinetic power that entered his body rampaged, exploding and injuring internal organs.
Even as Harry began trying to shield with his hands in tandem with magic power, the penetrating ability of the force still caused his Life Value to plummet.
Yet after a good while of fighting, the warrior noticed a problem.
Why does it seem like I’ve been hitting for ages, and my own Magic Power is already more than halfway depleted?
Even for a regular Tier Three martial artist, such an output would result in rupturing internal organs and death, so how hasn’t this mage-like God-gifted Transcendent died yet?
Realizing something was amiss, the warrior hesitated, soon noticing more abnormalities—a layer of scarlet magic unknown began coating his hands.
With a change of expression, the warrior was about to switch tactics, intending to smash Harry against the wall again and retreat to reassess, but it was too late.
Harry knew full well he held no advantage in this confined space, without sufficient room to leverage his newfound flexibility after ascending to Tier Three, making a straight fight with a melee profession unrealistic!
So all along, he had no intention of using his own ability to directly overcome this warrior.
What he relied on had always been the glasses on his face, seemingly akin to an ornament!
A quick flashback of the introduction he received when obtaining these glasses—a Pharmacist’s glasses, granting the wearer the ability to refine potions and learn extensive pharmacy knowledge.
Simultaneously, the glasses bestow the user greater scarlet magic power and grant a core capability, allowing a refined potion to be used as a foundation to gain a unique spell-like ability.
The drawback being that wearing them induces an overwhelming urge to impart knowledge, one reason why he chose to preach in a teaching style.
At this moment, the scarlet magic permeating the warrior’s fists was precisely the potion spell he selected for himself!
This potion formula was reportedly from the Lord of Red Moon, an extra reward from accepting the mission, said to be a degraded version of a High Order Potion.
The effect was to afflict the target with a negative effect through contact, each layer slightly weakening, but once accumulated, a detonation could occur, triggering an instant death check!
At worst, it would cause immediate death, at the very least, it could severely injure this warrior!
Through the previous battle, he’d already layered the effects on the warrior!
Behind the black-framed glasses still on Harry’s face, a hint of scarlet flashed in his eyes, and the scarlet magic instantly converged, snaking towards the warrior, drilling into his head.
Not to mention the warrior, already not skilled at countering such spell-like abilities, was unable to resist at all, having consumed most of his own Magic Power.
Moreover, at this critical moment, Harry dealt an additional blow—the Spirit Whip!
Hit again by telekinetic power, this strike was like the final straw that broke the camel’s back, completely shattering the warrior’s remaining resistance, the scarlet magic gathered in the head then violently exploded.
When scarlet again flowed from the warrior’s mouth and nose, it was no longer magic power but blood.
Despite surviving the magic detonation due to his strong Constitution attribute, the resulting magic explosion still severely injured him!
Collapsing powerlessly to the ground, the warrior watched as Harry slowly approached him.
Initially, Harry was limping slightly, but soon regained fluidity, not as the glasses’ ability, but as the powerful recovery skill he obtained after ascending to Tier Three.
The warrior, already severely injured, widened his eyes at this sight, able to accept his defeat, never attributing the loss to the cunning of the opponent’s abilities.