Chapter 366: Assassin vs Dragon
Luke sprinted through the forest, heart pounding so hard it drowned out the world—each beat a war drum echoing inside his chest. The cold bit into his skin like shards of glass, trying to slow him down, but the raw heat of adrenaline burned beneath it, forcing him forward. The air was thick with smoke and melting snow, trembling with the wyvern’s roar that tore through the heavens above.
Fire streaked across the canopy, lighting the woods in violent flashes. Snow hissed into steam. Trees split and burned, their smoke turning the air sharp and heavy with the stench of scorched wood. Shadows danced across the trunks like wailing ghosts painted red by the fire’s glow.
The ground shook with every beat of the creature’s wings. Branches cracked overhead, and the stink of sulfur mixed with smoke until it filled his lungs. They’d been scattered when the beast dove. The impact had hit like a meteor, hurling him through the forest. Now, he was alone—surrounded by twisted trees, smoke, and the faint echo of distant screams. Melted snow mixed with mud beneath his boots, and hot vapor rose in waves that stung his eyes.
But an idea began to form. Reckless. Desperate. His only shot.
His gaze flicked through the system interface until it stopped on one of the familiar’s skills coiled beneath his clothes.
[Corrosive Venom (Ultra-Rare)]: The Jormungandr releases a controlled venomous fluid from its fangs, capable of coating a target without corroding it immediately. The venom, thick and adhesive in texture, clings to the surface for a few moments before triggering its corrosive effect.
“Coat my arrow with venom,” he ordered, already pulling his bow free, his hands trembling from cold and adrenaline.
