Chapter 609: Mudslinging Contest
The hecatoncheir and I glare at each other. After a few seconds of rigidly staring at each other, I break the pause by leaping towards it.
In order to earn damage efficiently, I should avoid using skills. The hecatoncheir is spending all of its resources on defence, health, and recovery, so if I spend MP to deal damage, I’ll be the one to run out first. The best strategy is to rely on my speed and attack advantage to damage it at no cost to me.
I wanted to avoid a battle of attrition, but the hecatoncheir’s greatest strength isn't its power in a mudslinging contest. It’s in its ability to force its opponent to fight on its terms. The more I fight it, the more I see how its skills limit my options.
I kick off the ground, rushing towards it at low altitude. The hecatoncheir raises its sword to match me. I slip past its sword, raking my claws against its side and carving scratches through its stone surface.
Turning around in the air, I fly back at it.
The hecatoncheir is strong against repeated attacks. That’s because as soon as it is forced into a bad position, it can escape with [Shadow Dance]. So I have no choice but to steadily earn damage, one hit at a time.
Seeming to think it can’t keep up with my speed, the hecatoncheir holds up its sword in front of it like a shield. I try to slip past its sword and cut its body again, but it just barely manages to defend.
My claws are blocked by the sword. Immediately, a storm of punches fly towards me. I curl up to defend while kicking off it to leap backwards.
Just as I think I got away, a black shadow materialises in front of me. It’s chasing me with [Shadow Dance]!