Free Web NovelChapter 8: Walking Through the Fel-Fire
The explosion of the Corrosive Fel-Fireball rocked the entire intersection. A shockwave of emerald-green flames and superheated air shattered the remaining storefront windows for blocks. Thick, toxic black smoke rolled across the asphalt, completely hiding Min-jae from view.
"Min-jae!" Han Chae-won screamed, shielding her face from the blistering heatwave. Her heart dropped into her stomach. Absolute despair gripped her chest. Is he dead? Did the ultimate tank just get vaporized by a single spell?
Deep within the center of the district square, a malicious, cackling laugh echoed through the green fog.
The Goblin Shaman Chief stood atop a pile of crushed cars. It was twice the size of a normal goblin, draped in tattered, blood-stained shamanic robes made of human skin. In its gnarled, skeletal hand, it held a staff topped with a pulsing, violet crystal— a fragment of the Void Core. Its slit-like yellow eyes gleamed with sadistic glee, confident that the foolish human had been reduced to cinders.
But inside the burning inferno of the blast zone, a series of invisible, reality-warping calculations were firing off at supersonic speed.
[Received 1,500 points of Rank-A Corrosive Magic Damage.]
[S-Rank Mutation Active: ’Vajra Ward’ triggered!]
[Converting 1,500 Magic Damage into 1,500 Physical Impact Damage... Conversion successful.] freewёbnoνel.com
[SSS-Rank Talent Active: ’Eternal Vajra Deity Body’ triggered!]
[Physical Damage negated completely. Health Pool: 100/100.]
[Reflecting 750 points of True Damage back to the caster!]
Before the smoke could even begin to clear, a terrifying, invisible counter-force erupted from the blast radius. It tore through the green flames, cutting a perfectly clean path through the smoke like a sonic boom.
The 750 points of True Damage traveled instantly across the 100-meter distance, locked onto the soul signature of the caster.
Bang!
The Goblin Shaman Chief’s cackling laugh abruptly cut off. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm
A violent, internal explosion ripped through its right shoulder and chest. The creature let out a high-pitched, agonizing shriek as its dark, magical blood sprayed across its robes. The sheer, unmitigated impact of its own reflected power blew the Shaman clean off its perch, sending it crashing heavily onto the hood of a shattered suv.
"G-gakk! Giyaaa!!"
The Shaman screamed, its grip weakening on its violet staff. It couldn’t comprehend what had just happened. It had cast a spell, and instantly, its own ribs had shattered from the inside out. True Damage completely ignored its high magical resistance and defensive wards.
Down the street, a pair of heavy leather boots stepped out from the dissipating green fire.
Min-jae walked out of the smoke. His cargo pants and t-shirt weren’t even singed. His skin remained perfectly flawless, a faint, metallic golden sheen rippling beneath his pores before fading away. He was casually spinning the Cursed Blood-Drinker Blade around his fingers, his eyes locked onto the distant, wounded boss.
"Is that the best a Calamity-Rank boss can do?" Min-jae muttered, his voice cold and dripping with absolute mockery. "You didn’t even scratch my clothes."
[ Gained passive combat metrics. You have survived a Rank-A magical attack.]
[Gained 20 EXP from environmental combat pressure.]
[ You have leveled up! You are now Level 3!]
[Gained 5 Free Attribute Points. All status parameters fully restored.]
Min-jae didn’t hesitate. He dumped all 5 points directly into his Agility attribute. His muscles tightened, and a profound weightlessness washed over his limbs. His baseline speed doubled instantly.
Seeing their almighty leader bleeding and screaming on the ground, the surrounding horde of over three hundred goblins fell into a frantic, panicked frenzy. The Shaman Chief furiously waved its violet staff, shrieking commands in its guttural language.
"Giga! Zuzz! Slay him !"
The ground began to vibrate violently. From the side alleys, three massive Goblin Elite Guardians—eight-foot-tall behemoths encased in rusted iron plate armor and wielding heavy dual-handed executioner axes— lumbered into the street. They formed a defensive wall in front of their Shaman, their bloodshot eyes locked onto Min-jae.
"Chae-won, keep up," Min-jae said smoothly, his figure suddenly blurring.
Swoosh!.
With his newly boosted Agility, Min-jae vanished from his position. He reappeared twenty feet ahead, leaving a trail of displaced dust behind him.
The three Goblin Elite Guardians roared, raising their massive axes to execute a coordinated, crushing strike. The weight of their heavy iron axes brought down enough physical force to crack a tank’s armor.
"Die!" Min-jae cold voice rang out right in front of them.
He didn’t dodge the incoming axes. He sprinted straight into the collision path.
Clang! Clang! Clang!.
The three heavy executioner axes slammed directly onto Min-jae’s head and shoulders simultaneously. The impact was deafening, sending a shockwave through the pavement.
But the axes didn’t cut an inch into his flesh. Instead, the heavy iron blades shattered into a million flying shards.
[Received 450 physical damage. Negated. Reflecting 225 True Damage to Guardian 1.]
[ Received 480 physical damage. Negated. Reflecting 240 True Damage to Guardian 2.]
[ Received 500 physical damage. Negated. Reflecting 250 True Damage to Guardian 3.]
Boom! Boom!boom!.
The three giant guardians gasped in unison as their chests collapsed inward from the reflected True Damage. Their massive physical frames crumbled instantly, their hearts bursting from the inside out. They collapsed to their knees, vomiting black blood before dissolving into dark ash particles.
Before their ashes could even hit the ground, Min-jae’s Cursed Blood-Drinker Blade slashed outward in a flash of ruby light. He didn’t let the opportunity waste.
Slash!
The blade sliced cleanly through the necks of five regular goblins who were trying to sneak up from the sides. The S-Rank weapon’s secondary passive, Eternal Hemorrhage, triggered instantly. The surrounding monsters who were even grazed by the residual wind of his strike began to choke, their skin smoking as their health pools rapidly drained by 2% every single second.
"Vacuum them," Min-jae ordered without looking back.
"Spatial Devour!" Chae-won yelled from ten steps behind, her eyes shining with absolute, fanatical thrill.
Voom!
The purple spatial ripple swept across the plaza. The three massive Elite Guardian axes, their drop items, the copper coins, and the five dissolving goblin corpses were instantaneously sucked into her infinite void inventory, leaving the battlefield pristine and spotless.
Min-jae didn’t stop his forward momentum. He leaped onto the hood of an abandoned car, using it as a springboard to propel himself straight over the heads of the remaining goblin horde. He was flying through the air like a descending deity, his crimson-veined blade pointing directly at the throat of the terrified Goblin Shaman Chief.
The Shaman Chief looked up, its remaining yellow eye widening in pure, unadulterated horror as the invincible human closed the distance. Desperate, it began to channel its remaining mana into the violet Void Core fragment, a unstable purple shield of raw cosmic energy expanding around its body.
"Gak- zuooo!" the Shaman screamed, putting everything into its final defense.
Min-jae smiled, a cold, ruthless expression that promised absolute annihilation. "Your shield is useless against me."
