My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse - Chapter 932

Capítulo 932: Chapter 932 Combination Skill

Fortunately, her ‘Mental Capacity’ was nearly 1,500, enough to nullify its psychic attacks with ease. What worried her wasn’t its psychic attacks but its body. Its Strength and Defense were terrifyingly high; a single solid hit would be enough to send her straight to her maker.

Even Duke’s Legendary Spear, blazing with his aura, couldn’t pierce its hide. That alone proved how monstrous its defenses truly were. Against such an opponent, anything below Legendary grade might as well be toothpicks. With that in mind, she didn’t even bother drawing her enhanced daggers.

Instead, she relied on her ‘Rainbow Cube’ to trap the mutated zombie, cornering it with debris and vehicles hurled by her telekinesis.

She was careful not to close the distance between them; she kept herself out of its reach; she knew too well that its strength far outstripped hers, and even her defenses couldn’t withstand a direct blow.

Then, as if struck by inspiration, Kisha remembered her ‘Spiritual Silver Flame’. She had never tested it in battle before, only knowing it was unlike ordinary fire or the flames conjured by awakened ability users.

Exactly how different, she couldn’t say, but now was the time to find out.

She summoned her ‘Spiritual Silver Flame’, the fire dancing in her palm like an ordinary blaze yet radiating an otherworldly energy. At the same time, she continued her assault, hurling objects with her telekinesis and closing off escape routes with the ‘Rainbow Cube’.

The mutated zombie, too occupied dodging debris and avoiding the Cube’s shifting walls, failed to notice the flickering flame at first. But then its back stiffened, ears twitching as if sensing an unseen threat. Slowly, its gaze snapped to Kisha, eyes gleaming with a sinister, predatory glint.

It was as if the mutated zombie wanted to etch Kisha’s image into its mind as its greatest enemy. But Kisha didn’t care. When she spotted an opening, she hurled the ‘Spiritual Silver Flame’ like a blazing fastball, aiming to catch it off guard.

Unfortunately, ever since the moment she summoned the flame, the creature had been on high alert, its instincts screaming of danger. The instant she threw it, the zombie darted aside with startling speed.

The flame missed its mark and struck a nearby post instead. With a sharp sizzle, the post collapsed, melting into a molten puddle that evaporated into nothing within seconds.

“Grrr…” The mutated zombie snarled, baring its jagged teeth, fiery defiance blazing in its eyes as it locked onto Kisha. She arched a brow, unfazed, already thinking of another way to wield her ‘Spiritual Silver Flame’.

With a flick of thought, she released the vehicles she had been controlling with her telekinesis and instead summoned her enhanced daggers, letting them hover around her.

One by one, she coated each blade in her golden aura, reinforcing their durability and sharpening their offensive edge. Then came the true test; she cloaked the daggers in her ‘Spiritual Silver Flame’.

Unlike the post that had instantly melted earlier, the daggers held firm. Bound by her aura and since her Silver Flame has a spirit of its own, the silver flame obeyed her will instead of consuming them.

When she was done, six radiant daggers floated in the air around her, glowing with a breathtaking mix of gold and silver. It was a deadly spectacle, an elegant yet terrifying fusion of her power.

The mutated zombie’s gaze fixed on the floating daggers, its instincts screaming danger. It growled louder this time, “Grawrrr!”, as it edged back, body shifting into a defensive stance.

“Afraid?” Kisha taunted, her lips curling into a devilish smirk. She relished the flicker of unease in the creature’s eyes, the way its pupils dilated at the sight of her weapons. Her enhanced daggers might not rival Duke’s ‘Kratos’ Spear’ as it was a legendary grade weapon, but empowered by her golden aura and cloaked in the ‘Spiritual Silver Flame’, their rank had soared close to legendary.

And Kisha had spared no effort, flooding them with her aura to reinforce its durability and amplify its power, while the Silver Flame pushed their lethality beyond anything ordinary steel could achieve.

“How about we play now?” she whispered darkly. With that, the six daggers zipped through the air, their golden-silver glow streaking like meteors as they hurtled straight toward the mutated zombie.

The mutated zombie barely had time to react. The instant the daggers streaked toward it at blinding speed, it darted sideways, the blades slicing through the space where it had just stood. Had it been a heartbeat slower, one of those glowing weapons might have skewered straight through its body.

Still, Kisha knew better. Even infused with her aura and wrapped in the Spiritual Silver Flame, her daggers alone weren’t enough to cut through the creature’s defenses like a hot knife through butter.

Grinding her teeth, she kept her focus tight, directing the daggers to harry the zombie from every angle as she hovered above, refusing to let it slip from her sight.

But as she moved them, frustration gnawed at her. Beyond her telekinesis and the ‘Rainbow Cube’, she had little else in the way of offensive abilities.

Most of her skills lie in support. She needed more, something decisive. The thought made her grit her teeth, fingers twitching as if she might rip her own hair out in exasperation.

Then, an idea struck her. If she lacked offensive skills, then she would simply create one herself. Wouldn’t that be enough?

Kisha reached into her inventory and pulled something out, her eyes narrowing with determination.

“Host… what are you planning? Don’t tell me—” 008’s anxious voice rang in her mind.

But Kisha ignored it, her focus locked on the mutated zombie. She wasn’t trying to kill it outright, not yet. For now, her job was to keep it occupied, to stop it from slipping away until the zombie horde arrived, because when they did, her stats would soar.

“No… no, host…” 008’s tone almost turned into a wail as it realized exactly what Kisha intended to do.

“Why are you being such a cheapskate?” Kisha rolled her eyes as she pulled out a Combat-type Fire Magic Scroll (Beginner).

008 nearly squealed in protest, its voice cracking in her mind. That scroll alone was worth 5,000 system points! But before it could wail any further, Kisha tugged loose the string, tore through the wax seal, and unfurled the scroll.

While the mutated zombie was still occupied, darting side to side to evade her enhanced daggers, its movements so quick they blurred to the naked eye, Kisha kept her blades harrying it, pushing it into a false rhythm. Then, in that split second of distraction, she activated the scroll.

With a surge of mana, a massive fireball, the size of a car, erupted from the parchment and hurtled toward the mutated zombie.

Caught off guard, it had no time to react. The fireball slammed straight into its body.

Screeeech!!!

A piercing screech tore through the air as the mutated zombie was swallowed by the fireball, its flames blazing like a miniature sun. Even Kisha was stunned by the sheer firepower of her inscribed magic scroll.

She had tested it once before, but never in the real battle; she hadn’t realized just how devastating it could be.

From her position, she felt the shockwave hit first, a violent surge of wind that nearly sent her tumbling. The heat followed right after, scorching and suffocating, her skin prickling as if it were blistering under the searing air. The blast hurled her several meters back.

Not far away, Duke, locked in his own fight, also snapped his head toward the explosion. The wave of scorching heat slammed into him, nearly knocking him off balance. All the while, the mutated zombie’s agonized screeches echoed through the battlefield, its body writhing within the inferno.

Kisha couldn’t make out anything within the raging fireball; it was like staring into a second sun that had descended to earth. The blast had gouged a small crater into the ground, and everything nearby, metal scraps, stone, debris, had already begun to melt.

Duke reacted instantly. The zombies he had been fighting moments ago were already writhing, their flesh igniting just from the searing heat radiating outward. Even at a distance from the fireball, their bodies crumbled into blackened charcoal as the flames consumed them.

Abandoning them, Duke sprinted to Kisha’s side. He flung his ‘Kratos’ Cloak’ over her to shield her from the scorching air, then slammed his hand to the ground, raising a thick ‘Ice Wall’ in front of them.

But the ice wall hissed and steamed the moment it rose, melting almost immediately under the intense heat. Gritting his teeth, Duke kept reforging the barrier again and again, but each time it crumbled faster than the last.

Blisters began forming across his reddened skin, yet he stood firm, using his body and power as her shield.

“Baby, don’t worry. I’m here.” Duke’s voice was steady, even as he pressed Kisha’s face against his chest, sheltering her within his cloak. His head remained exposed, peeking out just enough so he could keep summoning and reforging his ‘Ice Wall’ against the relentless heat.

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