Game World: I Can Share Talents-Chapter 79: Excellent Essence Blood, It Makes My Magnetic Field Rotate

Chapter 79: Chapter 79: Excellent Essence Blood, It Makes My Magnetic Field Rotate

Westheid kept drinking until his body could take no more, only then letting go of Mivana’s wrist.

"Hah... Sorry. I got a little carried away and drank too much."

He didn’t know exactly how much of Mivana’s vital blood he had consumed, but judging by her somewhat pale face, it was clearly not an insignificant amount.

Mivana pulled her wrist back and stared blankly at Westheid, her beautiful golden eyes filled with incredulous shock.

"You’re... you’re still sane... Why? Why weren’t you overcome by that desire?!"

"It was an incredibly strong impulse, but I managed to fight it off."

Westheid held out a hand to Mivana, asking for a weapon.

"We can talk about that later. Can I borrow your Silver Sword? It’s urgent!"

Seeing Westheid’s desperate expression and knowing they were in the middle of a crucial battle, Mivana lowered her head, unfastened her Knight’s Silver Sword, and placed it in the hands of the black-haired, violet-eyed young man.

"Thanks."

SHLICK—

Without a word, Westheid reversed his grip on the Silver Sword and plunged it into his own abdomen. As the sword drank its fill of his blood and tore through his flesh, feeling quickly returned to his numb lower body.

SHLICK—

Before Mivana’s stunned eyes, Westheid slowly rose to his feet and continued to stab himself. With every thrust, a bit more color returned to his face.

His back no longer ached, the soreness in his legs was gone, and the pain from the [Dragon Break] had vanished completely.

The lifesteal granted by [Bloodthirst] didn’t distinguish between friend or foe. It worked on any creature of flesh and blood, which included self-inflicted wounds.

Ordinarily, the lifesteal effect wasn’t potent enough, making self-harm a completely baffling act.

However, Westheid possessed the [Withered Glory Sun] Talent—a Tier T0 Talent capable of enhancing any self-healing effect—which would drastically boost the lifesteal potency of [Bloodthirst].

It probably boosted the lifesteal effectiveness to somewhere between 120% and 150%.

This meant that for him, self-harm was healing!

The synergy between his Talents was a beautiful thing to behold.

’Such a beautiful mechanic, fam!’

By drenching himself in his own blood, Westheid finally recovered from his paralyzed state and returned to his peak condition.

At that moment, he could clearly feel the enhancements from Mivana’s blood.

Crimson shockwaves pulsed across the surface of his skin. His blood churned in his veins like a raging river. Stimulated by Magic Power, his muscles swelled and hardened, and a black-and-red metallic luster enveloped his entire body.

Countless points of light flickered across Westheid’s body as the power pushed him to his limits, burning his very life and soul to erupt in a brilliant radiance.

Hooo... 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Exhaling a long, scorching breath, Westheid felt the power.

It was a power so immense it felt limitless, originating from his body... no, it wasn’t a power his physical form could perceive or channel.

Westheid’s perspective seemed to transcend his body in an Ascension. He could see himself, the plains, and even places farther and higher. It was as if his soul had been elevated, allowing him to take everything in with a complete, all-encompassing view.

’This is some damn good blood. It’s making my senses overload.’

An overabundance of power surged into him, flooding every part of his being. His muscles, bones, blood vessels, and organs were all saturated with the rampant Magic Power. The energy was so dense and violent that cracks began to appear on his skin.

His boiling blood seemed to have a mind of its own... it was crying out for slaughter.

"Then, as you wish!"

BOOM—

Westheid stomped hard on the ground. As fissures cracked open beneath him, his figure launched into the sky like a cannonball.

Mivana, left behind, watched his retreating figure, completely baffled. She lightly licked the wound on her wrist, then immediately furrowed her brow and sank to her knees, whispering softly.

"How in the world... did he do that?"

.........

Within moments, Westheid reached the battlefield high in the sky.

In the battle between Scorching Wings and Reiya, the Dragon Language Magic chanted by the former had lifted boulder after boulder into the air with raging gravity, all to slow the momentum of the Silver-haired Dragon Lady’s charging attacks.

But now, these countless floating boulders became platforms for Westheid. Pushing off them again and again in mid-air, he finally caught up to the battle between Dragons.

So, after gauging that Scorching Wings’ flight path would bring it his way, Westheid hid, clinging to the back of a floating boulder in advance.

WHOOSH—

The roar of Scorching Wings soaring through the air swept past. The Legendary True Dragon, too focused on Reiya, failed to notice Westheid’s presence. This allowed him to shoot out from his hiding spot, his ambush striking Scorching Wings squarely in the flank.

A Yonglan Grand Knight’s Silver Sword is forged from the finest materials and blessed by the Yonglan Riding God. This True Silver Sword possesses a special efficacy against Monsters.

And what is considered a Monster?

Anything non-human.

And Giant Dragons obviously fall into that category.

In the Mortal World, there is nothing a Silver Sword blessed by the Riding God cannot pierce. Even the Scale Armor and defensive shields of a Legendary True Dragon were rent asunder by its edge. Gripping the hilt, Westheid ran along the dragon’s body, tearing through a huge swathe of Scorching Wings’ muscle.

ROAR—

Scorching Wings let out a low roar and, in an instant, shook its body violently, flinging Westheid away. It then turned an astonished gaze upon him.

’Fucking hell, there’s another master here?!’

But upon seeing the ambusher’s face clearly, understanding dawned on Scorching Wings.

’So it’s Reiya’s Star Fury Power... No, everything they said was a lie. It’s not Star Fury Power, just an accomplice.’

"You damned ant! How did you survive a [Dragon Break]?"

Scorching Wings was furious. It was one thing for Reiya to be immune to [Dragon Break]—after all, her bloodline purity was undeniably high. But how could a mere human have survived?

’What was the point of that [Dragon Break] if I spent most of my Magic Power on it for nothing?’

However furious the Legendary True Dragon was, the Silver-haired Dragon Lady was equally joyous upon seeing Westheid.

"West!"

Reiya, who a moment ago had been radiating bone-chilling killing intent, stopped in her tracks. She executed a sudden glide, throwing herself into Westheid’s arms, and then held him as she flew.

"I thought you were..."

"Reiya! Your strategy is all wrong!"

Westheid bit his tongue, using the sharp pain to overcome the burgeoning impulse for slaughter, and cut the Silver-haired Dragon Lady off.

"Stop chasing it like this! You can’t kill a Legendary True Dragon this quickly. You’ll just get kited and worn down until your peak state ends... My... my current status is temporary, too."

Seeing the deep crimson cracks spreading across Westheid’s extraordinarily handsome face, Reiya understood that this was no time for sentiment. Even if she had a thousand things to say to him, she had to suppress them all.

Westheid glanced at the dazzling golden Thunder Spear in Reiya’s hand and said with satisfaction,

"You’ve manifested Pure Dragon Thunder. That’s excellent. Now, try using the ultimate Dragon Slaying Technique."

"The [Sunlight Spear]."