Chapter 51: Lion’s Tail
Even though her expression didn't change, those beautiful amber eyes lit up when she heard those words. Then, Darian calmly muttered, revealing exactly what that elf's Blessing was.
When Niara heard it, she didn't know whether to be shocked by the Blessing itself or to wonder how the hell Darian had figured it out.
Even though he didn't know the exact name, he'd seen how it worked in detail and was sure about what it did. It had been easy to figure out, because there was one huge flaw the elf couldn't hide from his allies.
In the vision of the past, they had all fought and killed other Summoners while working around that flaw. They even mentioned a few things that made it all even more obvious.
Basically, the guy had an incredible power that was straight-up god-tier. You could even call him the "God of Initiative."
Every time he attacked a target for the first time, space itself twisted, and the laws of the universe would magically guide his shot straight to the target — no matter the distance.
As long as he knew exactly who he wanted to shoot and where they were headed, the attack would always land in the target's blind spot.
Of course, the farther away, the more energy it used. So yeah, there was a limit — or else he could snipe someone from another galaxy. But if the distance was under a hundred meters, he could fire without even seeing the target and still not burn too much energy.
Any attacks after the first one were normal — and after using the Blessing, he got way weaker than usual for a while, as a kind of backlash. It only worked on the first hit per target, and he could never use it again on the same person.
Smartly, he used a bow. Whenever his Blessing hit, the arrow would always be coated in some kind of deadly poison. Even if it didn't kill on the spot, the venom would weaken the target so much they'd basically be finished.
He also used cursed metals for his arrows, like the one he used on Niara. That was definitely a divine-level Blessing for assassinations.