Chapter 323: Seventy-Eighth Floor, Tribal War (3)
[Navigate the conflict between both factions and survive. Time remaining: 227 hours 45 minutes.]
Intending to impress, I let the torrent of lightning flash for longer than was natural. The searing bolts surging from my fingertips continued to grow in size, crackling with raw energy.
The climbers watching from the rear, and even those standing right behind me, would have only glimpsed a dark silhouette within the radiant light.
Well, I wasn’t nervous.
A faint smile crept onto my lips. Unlike in recent battles, I was fully equipped.
The moment I confirmed the enemy had brought forty ancient war machines, I knew I would need to fight at full strength.
Mana-Accumulating Gauntlet of the Underworld, Footsteps of the Abyss, a magic-resistant cloak, both of the dragon scale tokens, a necklace, and armor.
I was glad that I didn’t normally equip my gear.
Occasionally, I would wear the gauntlets or a few key items depending on the situation, but it had been a long time since I had worn every piece of equipment.
Now that I was fully armed for the first time in ages, I felt a flicker of surprise at the sensation. It was as if power was surging through me, causing every fiber of my being to boil.
Although I hadn’t bothered to check my status window, I wouldn’t be surprised if every stat had jumped by at least twenty-five points. After all, most of the items granted stat bonuses.
Feels good.