Earth.
Louis Hilves breathed in the mana-dense atmosphere. His cells were boiling with delight, creating a subtle draconic growl within his own body.
[Mana Coating] clad his spear as he brandished its pointed blade diagonally upwards. A humming blue glow distorted the air around the spearhead.
His A-Rank [Draconic Strength] multiplied his Physique stats by 200% for as long as his body could take it.
Paired with the similarly A-Rank [Draconic Pressure] that surrounded him with an aura of mental pressure equal to 150% of his Mind stat, he stood before the boss of this Level 80 Gate.
The members of his party were in position behind him. They watched as the Level 81 Fiend—standing over 7 feet tall and wielding a pristine black sword that it kept gallantly at its side—seemed to laugh at them.
"Kakakaka,"
Its fangs clattered in amusement.
"ꂦ꓄ꃅꍟꋪꅏꂦꋪ꒒ꀸꍟꋪꌗ, ꉓꂦꂵꍟ!"
