Girl Hero: Revenge on Goblins!
Chapter 258: D89. The deceased sleeps in the wilderness_3

Chapter 258: D89. The deceased sleeps in the wilderness_3

Refining Martial Arts and Demons: The pinnacle of martial arts that has vanquished countless evil demons, even without contact, the sword’s edge leaves a residual sharpness that brings death. Based on the total damage inflicted upon the target, an additional D amount of damage is applied each round.

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The faint flicker of Soul Fire in the eyes of the Undead Warrior, a struggling voice reaches the Hero’s ears.

"Prove, to, me—"

Before the words were finished, a bone-chilling coldness burst forth behind the Hero.

In that instant, the Soul Fire in the eyes of the Undead blazed fiercely, like being devoured by an icy flame, shooting out a cold light as sharp as icicles, bearing an oppressive force that took one’s breath away.

Targeted by the Undead Warrior, the Hero reacted like a startled cat, and the Princess’s scales burst forth, her fists raised violently while her Perception rapidly expanded, attempting to block that piercing gaze.

[Undead Warrior activates skill: Third Eye]

D193+90=d193(56)+90=146

[Hero activates skill: Extrasensory Sensation]

D106+d82=d106(48)+d82(24)=72

But her resistance was in vain, the sharpness effortlessly sliced through the Hero’s feeble defenses,

Whether it was the Armor on her body, the scales on the surface, or even the skin and muscles, all were pierced as if they were nothing, leaving her very organs exposed as if defenseless.

"!!!"

The Hero’s pupils contracted sharply, her breath halted, as if her organs would be shattered by that sword light in the next moment.

[Hero’s Reaction (Agility lower than opponent by 1/3-30, Resistance +72, above D220 to succeed)]

D36+72=d36(34)+72=106

[Undead Warrior’s Lock On]

D220=d220(184)=184

[Lock On successful. Undead Warrior gains Status: Guaranteed Hit, critical hit]

Then, the terrifying thought became reality.

The Long Blade in the hands of the Undead Warrior shifted slightly.

The next moment, a Slashing light that seemed to cleave the soul Bloomed in front of the Hero.

[Undead Warrior activates skills: Divine Speed, Fierce Slash]

D187+200+d193=d187(153)+200+d193(184)=537

[Hero receives 537-93=444 points of damage, Beast Spirit Magic Power: 1556/2000]

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The sword light flickered on and off, leaving no trace on the ground, only the still-standing Martial Princess, and the Hero struggling to her feet.

That momentary Slashing seemed like a dream, as if it never happened, but on the Hero, the Water Light Battle Skirt evaporated in the sword light, fragments of cloth scattered like snowflakes, even the silver Chainmail was marred with scars.

Enduring the intense agony as if repeatedly sliced by a Sharp Blade, the Hero barely steadied herself, she clenched her teeth tightly and watched warily the Undead who didn’t continue the assault.

The light Armor on the Undead, already decayed, fell to the ground in pieces during that lightning-fast Divine Speed, revealing the naked, pale flesh beneath.

The lines of that body were perfect, which should have been graceful and touching, yet lost all beauty due to the multitude of wounds, the scars crisscrossed on her skin like child’s scribbles, slicing the flesh into irreparable fragmented images.

The Long Blade in the hands of the Undead was also full of cracks, the edge was chipped, yet somehow supported by some force, it stubbornly maintained form, just like her body which should be beyond repair.

Just now, the Hero didn’t even have time to react when that Slash capable of splitting mountains and rivers hit her,

She couldn’t even see the enemy’s sword trajectory clearly.

If it weren’t for the Hero constantly maintaining Beast Spirit Embodiment, resisting with her Etheric body, that single strike might have left her utterly obliterated.

Although her fighting style and training methods fall within the melee Profession category, as a Beast Spirit Mage, the Hero is still a Spellcaster.

What Spellcasters fear most is being instantly killed by an enemy without any chance for chanting or reaction.

Even the Magician, with relatively quick and simple spellcasting, would find it hard to escape such a plight.

And the Undead here, who seems to have been wandering since ancient times, her Slashing is undoubtedly the fastest the Hero has ever seen.

If the Long Blade in her hand were sharper, perhaps even her own Beast Spirit Embodiment would be cut in two,

Ordinary Magic Creatures could not withstand even a careless flick from her when she was alive.

The Undead Warrior’s broken body and the Long Blade on the verge of Shattering seemed to be one, with the Soul Fire flickering in her dull gray eyes, staring straight at the Hero who had just readied herself again.

Such a mighty warrior has perished here, so how powerful must her adversary have been, and how did she die?

But looking at the Undead’s body, covered with wounds yet lacking obvious fatal injuries, a sudden answer flashed through the Hero’s mind.

’Died from exhaustion’

At this moment, looking at the Hero who still managed to stand after her strike, the Undead once again whispers.

"Prove to me..."

For a moment, the Hero, forgetting even the pain in her body, subconsciously responded to her.

"Prove, what?"

The Undead was silent for an instant.

1. Determination (Direct Conflict)

2. Will (Endurance Rounds)

3. Strength (Defeat Undead, Experience Points *2)

4. You will return.♛

5. 1

6. 2

7. 3

8. 4

9. You will not perish.

10. Critical Success/Extreme Failure

D10=d10(8)=8

Then, the Undead gave an ethereal response, her voice as if traversing through time.

"Prove to me..."

In those colorless gray pupils, no one’s figure was reflected.

As if she was not in this place, as if she was not in this pose.

"You will return."

——Let me take care of the Great Demon’s Sealing!

—— Then prove to me that you will return.

[(Ancient) Hero’s Response]

D100=d100(59)=59

[Hero’s Response]

D100=d100(69)=69

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The sunset was nearly spent, the afterglow scattered on the land, with the Hero standing in the last light, watching the Martial Princess enveloped by shadows.