Chapter 145: Boss Battle
Yuliya kicked off with her foot, suddenly appearing in front of Sogriede, delivering a punch straight to his face.
Sogriede was quick to react and raised his hand to block.
His palms might have looked as withered as twigs, but they were big and tough—Yuliya’s punch hit like a hammer on an iron plate.
After blocking, Sogriede was ready to counterattack, but then his hand suddenly cried out in pain as a colossal force washed over him like a tidal wave.
In the blink of an eye, his palm was slapped against his own face, and he was sent flying through the air.
Sogriede spun in the air and adjusted his posture, but his mind was no longer calm.
What the heck just happened? I blocked that! Why did it suddenly break through?
Before he could ponder the mystery, Yuliya’s relentless attacks came crashing down in waves.
Another punch, and he crossed his hands over his face for defense—only to be sent flying again.
A swift kick followed, and he went airborne once more.
It was a flurry of punches and kicks. Each hit he managed to block, but each time there was an overwhelming force that penetrated right through his defense and smacked him hard.
Finally, a powerful kick slammed him down into the ground.
Yuliya landed gracefully, looking at the dust-filled crater and puffing out a breath. “This guy is tough; hitting him is like punching a rock!”
After unleashing a series of attacks, she noticed that his health bar barely moved.
[Name: Sogriede (Lord of Black Raven City, Blue Boss)
Level: 35 (Beginning Stage Gold)
Health: /
Not waiting for another moment to rant, she sensed danger and swiftly dodged an unidentified projectile.
When she turned back, Sogriede was charging at her, throwing another punch.
But before that punch could land, she heard movement to her side, and suddenly he lunged at her from the side with a fierce strike.
“You think you can sneak attack me with that snail-like speed?!”
She hated sneak attacks!
With a perfect counter, Yuliya vanished and reappeared behind the now-backpedaling Sogriede, kicking him up into the air.
“Let’s see just how tough you really are!”
A shimmering white film appeared around her fists, resembling magical boxing gloves.
Then…
Ora ora ora ora!
As Sogriede barely regained his balance in mid-air and turned around, he was met with a flurry of shadowy punches raining down on him.
Instinctively, he attempted to shield himself, but realized too late that his defense was utterly useless. He could neither block nor retaliate effectively, so instead, he just shielded his vital spots and braced for the inevitable.
With his eyes forced open, he searched for a flaw in his opponent’s attack, but there wasn’t even a glimpse of her.
Not good!
Sogriede’s battle instincts screamed that something was seriously wrong just as a new series of movements came from behind.
Ora ora ora ora!
And then from the left, ora ora ora!
From the right too, ora ora!
Sogriede found himself engulfed by a storm of fists, the sound of blows ringing out like a chorus of drums.
The final punch landed with a thunderous bang, smashing him down into the ground.
Yuliya stepped back to examine the chaos.
She rubbed her small fists. “Ugh, my hands are sore! Why is this guy so tough?!”
Even her magic-infused gloves were getting wrecked, but his health bar barely registered a dent.
Reluctantly, she halted her attack; otherwise, her poor little fists would be toast.
Yuliya couldn’t understand why her attacks, which should have caused real damage, hardly made a dent in his health.
She gazed at Sogriede, who was still sprawled out on the ground, and she was sure he was up to something.
Grinding her teeth, she thought it was time to pull a trick of her own.
I’m just gonna start channeling!
Under normal circumstances, players wouldn’t dare to do something so reckless in a one-on-one showdown with a tough boss. Standing there reading a spell without backup would be a one-way ticket to disaster.
Especially for Yuliya, since her Gold-level skills mainly dealt area damage; with just one enemy, she could land dozens of hits while charging a spell.
However, she had been swinging away for ages without results.
She raised her right hand, focusing her spatial magic.
Pierce through! Gungnir!
Without hesitation, not even worrying about aiming, Yuliya shot her spell.
At the same time, the dust in the crater exploded outward with a muted thud.
“Bloodthirsty d*ath Spear!”
A dark red spear shot forth, charging straight into the essence of Gungnir.
In the next heartbeat, black bl**d splattered everywhere, forming a sphere, which then erupted with a massive explosive force, causing the crimson sphere to expand violently.
“Not good!”
Two voices exclaimed simultaneously.
In an instant, the entire church exploded with a bang as the roof and walls shattered, debris flying high in the air coated in thick, black bl**d, then crashing down heavily.
The ground was pockmarked with tiny craters puffing out black smoke.
Yuliya appeared near a larger crater, peering down to see that the rocks and soil had turned to charred black, crumbling into dust after a slight shake.
If even a little bit of that stuff got on her delicate skin, her bones would probably melt away.
“What a nasty trick.”
Meanwhile, Sogriede pushed aside a huge stone from off his body and stood up slowly.
His black robe was now mostly rotten, exposing his deep gray skin, barely resembling flesh.
Though he had strong resistance to such things, getting hit by it was still far from pleasant.
He had planned to land the first hit and then absorb the power in his control, never expecting to make such a mess or blow up his own church.
Yet, it seemed his opponent had the same catastrophic thoughts.
Now, both his church and his dignity lay in ruins, while the challenger over there looked fine.
They exchanged glances from across the chaos, both filled with icy malicious intent.
With the church’s confines shattered, Yuliya could fully unleash her agility.
On the other hand, Sogriede could now wield his powers without any restraint.
The next moment, a drop of red bl**d, faster than lightning, shot towards Yuliya.
She raised her hand, slapping it away nonchalantly, not caring what it was, returning fire with a finger.
Direct hit, and boom! Sogriede’s head exploded.
The moment of impact left him utterly baffled.
Wait, dude, what’s your deal? What class are you again??
To which Yuliya could confidently reply, patting her chest.
I’m a bona fide, certified Mage!
A Mage for the win!
And that single strike dealt damage that came close to everything she had put him through earlier.
Wo Ri! Now we’re cooking!
What are you hiding? Is that damage you’re taking buffered by some secret power of yours?
Regardless, it doesn’t matter; the Mage is coming in to finish the job!
