Game World: I Can Share Talents

Chapter 139 - 137: Crushing the Enemy Ranks with Might, Like Light Breaking Through the Clouds

Westheid was extremely confident, even refusing his Guard’s escort. He had everyone stand aside to watch as he positioned himself at the very front.

He wanted to properly test his current mettle.

Ever since the Secret Realm Trial, Westheid had done nothing but train, day in and day out.

While he had indeed acquired both [Withered Glory Sun] and [Dragon Soul Furnace] through sharing, he hadn’t truly put them to use.

Although his actions were all necessary preparations, what Westheid truly craved was a hearty, all-out battle.

These Chaos Demons had stumbled right into the line of fire. It was the perfect opportunity to test the Talent he had shared from Mivana.

That’s right. While performing "Star Universe Therapy" on Mivana, [Heart and Soul’s Gift] had already activated once.

The innocent Beast-eared Maiden was even easier to win over than Reiya. All it took was going along with her wishes, acknowledging her ideals and ambitions, and playing a few heart-pounding, blush-inducing little games to complete the first stage of her "conquest."

Unfortunately, a "True Treasure Girl" like Reiya was a rare find, granting only Tier T0 Talents from the start, with the pity system guaranteeing no off-rates.

And on his first "pull" from Mivana, Westheid, as expected, lost the 50/50. The Specialty he shared was a rather subtle one.

[Knightly Hundred Arts]

[Over long ages, the Knights of the Country of Yonglan have continuously refined the Combat Techniques of the Riding God and studied the Law he left behind. Generations of Martial Artists have forged the ultimate mortal skill.]

[Grants proficiency with various weapons and a damage bonus when using them. The specific bonus changes according to proficiency level.]

This Specialty was a foundational ability for becoming a Yonglan Knight; every single Yonglan Knight was bound to learn it.

But what made it special was its vast range of potential. Some versions of [Knightly Hundred Arts] only provided a bonus that was better than nothing, while others could grant an unbelievable level of power.

The reason was that [Knightly Hundred Arts] was a Specialty that could only be improved through constant, diligent training. One had to repeat tedious, boring exercises and meditations over and over again.

Most Yonglan Knights were content with "good enough." Why spend all that time on it when you could be cultivating other, more cost-effective skills? No matter how well one trained [Knightly Hundred Arts], the consensus was that it couldn’t compare to a single blast from a Light Cannon.

Only a very small number of elderly Knights, who could no longer advance in Tier, would invest their energy into training [Knightly Hundred Arts] for the sake of minuscule improvements.

Although Mivana was young with a boundless future, her reluctance to immerse herself in combat meant she could only train [Knightly Hundred Arts]. As a result, the Beast-eared Maiden’s level in [Knightly Hundred Arts] was extremely high.

No mechanics, no stats, just pure skill.

After trying it, Westheid was utterly astounded. It was also after that experience that he formally asked to become Mivana’s student, learning from the Lady Knight how to master [Knightly Hundred Arts]. Even though he had already shared the Specialty, Westheid felt he was still far from unlocking its full potential.

Climbing a small nearby hill, Westheid gazed into the distance.

The distance was shrouded in a hazy, murky fog. A purplish-black mist mingled with churning dust, and he could only hear the sound of the earth being trampled—a tremor carried by the running of countless Monsters.

"I can’t see clearly... Shamuel, craft a javelin for me. It needs the Energy Storage property. I need it now!"

Westheid shouted. He then held out his hand, and the tall girl in the gothic dress immediately spent a few seconds crafting a disposable javelin and tossed it into Duke Qinghui’s hands.

"Thanks!"

The moment Westheid gripped the javelin, he began pouring Magic Power into it.

VMMMMMM—

A sound like a roaring heavy engine emanated from the javelin.

The combination of [Withered Glory Sun] and [Dragon Soul Furnace] subjected the two-meter-long, pure-black steel javelin to treatment it was never meant to endure. Thunder crackled across its surface, nearly melting and reforging the entire weapon.

Westheid raised the javelin high, then... hurled it with all his might.

BOOM—

An explosive shockwave erupted like a rocket launch. Amidst layered sonic booms, the javelin transformed into a meteor trailing a fiery tail as it soared into the clouds.

It then tore through the thick, dark clouds. The dense, gloomy fog below was evaporated by the light and heat, melting away like snow under a blazing sun.

And as the Dragon Thunder-wreathed javelin glided smoothly through the sky, the radiance it emitted momentarily illuminated the land below.

Thus, Westheid was able to get a clear look at the approaching Chaos Demons.

There were roughly three to four hundred Chaos Demons rushing toward the forward base. Their forms were bizarre and varied, encompassing nearly every known type of beast, as if they were amalgamations created by randomly combining the organs of birds, beasts, scaled creatures, insects, and fish.

Every one of them was grotesque and ferocious, exuding a style of violence that could shatter one’s mind.

The only Demon that was even remotely easy on the eyes was at the forefront of the beast tide—a massive, tan-colored beast.

It stood as tall as a small building, with a burly physique. Powerful muscles rippled beneath its fur, and its limbs were fluid yet strong. Even so, its forelimbs were afflicted with tumorous growths resembling crab pincers.

"Duke Qinghui! That’s a Mad Beast Vanguard from the Chaos Hundred Forms! It usually leads a large number of Low-Tier Demons, and when injured, it can absorb the flesh and blood of Low-Level Demons to repair itself!"

Shamuel immediately cried out a warning. Despite her youth, as one of the True Blood of the Shadow Flame Territory, she had been studying Chaos since childhood. Identifying which Tier a Chaos Demon belonged to within the Chaos Hundred Forms based on its appearance was a required skill.

But the tall girl obviously didn’t know that Westheid understood Chaos even better than she did. He had long since memorized the entire bestiary of the Chaos Hundred Forms.

"A Mad Beast Vanguard... A Challenge Level of Exemplar. For me, that’s just right. Maybe even a little too easy."

Westheid slowly drew [Shadow-Born]. A searing pain instantly enveloped him, but it wasn’t enough to even make him frown.

What truly gave him a strange feeling was the melancholy and sorrow that uncontrollably washed over his heart every time he drew the sword.

In battle, however, this sadness was quickly overshadowed. Westheid fully unsheathed [Shadow-Born]. The blood-red blade, which looked as if it were about to drip blood, was wreathed in thunder. But the moment the lightning touched the blade, it was assimilated into a subtle halo of light.

This detail made Westheid do a double-take. He never imagined that [Shadow-Born]’s priority could actually be higher than Dragon Thunder’s.

’Wait... what exactly are you?’

But the Magic Power he had poured in was already poised to be released, leaving him no time for deep thought. Westheid raised Shadow-Born, his wrist trembling until it reached its limit, before he swung without reservation.

"Shatter the enemy’s ranks, like heavenly light breaking through clouds!"

BOOM—

The instant the colossal blade of light was unleashed, it sheared off a part of the high ground where Westheid stood. It was less a blade of light and more a torrent of fire and thunder that slammed violently into the beast tide.

Then came an utter annihilation. No matter how ferocious the Mad Beasts were, they were instantly reduced to ash.

The torrent born from the blade of light plowed across the ground. Each wave of the torrent exploded over a wide area, swallowing the black tide of beasts and leaving pale, searing scorch marks on the earth’s surface.

BOOM— BOOM—

Then came the second slash, and the third... The blades of light swung from [Shadow-Born] were like the roaring of heavy artillery. If one were to observe from high above, they would see the tide of Chaos Demons being smeared away as if by an eraser, the filthy black stain wiped clean by light and heat.

A few breaths later, Westheid, panting, finished his assault. When he looked forward again...

...what he saw was a man-made plain.