nucmednet Chapter 535 [Embers of the End]
Chapter 535 [Embers of the End]
She turned and walked towards the courtyard gate, then looked back at Lin Tian after taking two steps.
Lin Tian had already closed his eyes, the moonlight shining on his face, his expression as calm as a stagnant pool.
"Brother Tian, are you really not coming along?"
"I'm not going."
"All right."
Celia muttered something, pushed open the courtyard gate, and disappeared into the alley outside.
The footsteps faded into the distance, and her shadow stretched long and long in the moonlight, from the courtyard gate all the way to the corner of the alley, finally merging with the shadow of the wall.
The courtyard finally quieted down.
Lin Tian was left all alone.
The leaves of the old, crooked locust tree were still rustling, and moonlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the stone table, like a painting that had been cut up and pieced back together.
The sounds of vendors hawking their wares and making noise could be faintly heard from the night market in the distance, but after several streets, they only echoed vaguely here, like listening to people talking through a thick quilt.
Lin Tian opened his eyes.
He reached out and tapped the air, his fingertip touching an invisible button, and the backpack interface unfolded in front of him.
Three diamond treasure chests lay quietly in the compartment, gleaming with a silvery-white light. The patterns on the surface of the chests flowed slowly in the moonlight, as if they were alive.
He stared at the three boxes for a few seconds, then lightly swiped his finger across them.
"promote."
The moment he finished speaking, a faint golden light emanated from his body.
The light surged from his chest, spreading outwards like a tide, over his arms, his fingers, and the three diamond chests.
The silver-white patterns on the surface of the box were soaked in golden light and began to flow slowly, as if they had been infused with life.
The patterns move, intertwine, and recombine on the box, emitting a faint buzzing sound, like bees flying in a glass jar, or like the sound of chanting coming from afar.
The light grew brighter and brighter, turning half the courtyard golden.
Lin Tian sat there, his expression unchanged, as if he were doing something completely ordinary.
For him, this was indeed very ordinary.
The golden light lasted for about three seconds.
Then it slowly dissipated, receding back into his body like the receding tide.
The three diamond chests have changed appearance.
The original silver-white box has turned into a deep dark gold. It is not a ostentatious bright gold, but a dark gold that has been settled for a long time and polished by the years, like a treasure dug out of an ancient tomb.
The patterns engraved on the box were more than ten times more complex than before, densely interwoven like a carefully woven net, or some kind of long-lost magic circle.
Light flows between the patterns, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, rhythmic like breathing.
Three dazzling treasure chests.
Lin Tian reached out and picked up the first treasure chest.
The box wasn't big; it fit perfectly in the palm of your hand. But the weighty feel of it—not in terms of physical weight, but in terms of its quality—instinctively made you think that the contents inside would be of high quality.
The box feels cool to the touch, like holding a piece of jade that has been washed by the river for many years.
He opened the lid of the box.
A dazzling golden light surged out of the box, like a flood bursting its banks, instantly illuminating half the courtyard.
Golden light exploded in the air, turning into countless tiny specks of light that scattered like fireworks or fireflies dancing in the night sky.
Lin Tian squinted, waiting for the light to fade.
A piece of equipment lay quietly inside the box.
A ring.
He picked up the ring and examined it for a moment in the moonlight.
The ring's band is made of deep black metal, with fine runes engraved on its surface, which gleam with a dark red glow under the moonlight.
The ring face is set with an unidentified gemstone, inside which a smoky substance is slowly churning, like a sealed volcano.
The Ring of Annihilation
Rating: 50
Rank: S
Type: Jewelry
Attributes:
Intelligence +1800
Spirit +1200
Critical hit rate +8%
Special effect: After each target is killed, the damage of the next skill is increased by 25% for 10 seconds.
Special effect: Deals an additional 15% damage to targets with less than 30% health.
Lin Tian looked at it for three seconds.
Then I put the ring into my backpack.
Not bad.
That was his first reaction.
The Intelligence bonus is significant, 1,800 points, which translates to a substantial damage increase for magic-based classes.
Adding 1200 points to Spirit will significantly improve mana regeneration speed and spell resistance.
An 8% critical hit rate is already considered a very high value for an accessory.
Both effects are very useful.
It increases damage after a kill, allowing you to snowball when clearing mobs, making the damage increase the more you attack.
The finishing move increases damage, allowing you to reduce a boss's health to the last 30% more quickly.
If any other mage had gotten this ring, they would probably have jumped for joy.
Forget S-grade, even A-grade accessories are enough for them to fight tooth and nail for.
But he doesn't need it.
His equipment inventory was already full, with the ring slot occupied.
He wore the Ring of Annihilation on his left hand and the Ring of Immortality on his right.
Both are god-level, with attributes dozens of times stronger than this [Annihilation Ring].
He didn't even consider replacing him, let alone taking the time to change.
He tossed the ring into a corner of his backpack, piling it up with things he "might need later but would never actually use."
Then pick up the second dazzling treasure chest.
Open the lid of the box.
The golden light shone again, though it was fainter than before, but it was still dazzling.
This time, the golden light had a hint of purple, like the last rays of sunset on the horizon.
Inside the box lay a scroll, gleaming with a faint purple light.
The two ends of the scroll were sealed with silver metal, and the seals were engraved with intricate magic circles, the dense lines of which made one dizzy.
The material of the scroll itself is not like paper, but more like a kind of leather as thin as a cicada's wing, with fine texture on the surface, and feels warm and smooth to the touch.
[Skill Scroll: Final Embers]
Rank: S
Type: Passive Skill
Effect: Upon death, triggers an unavoidable final explosion, dealing true damage equal to 200% of the user's maximum health to all enemies within an 8-meter radius, and leaving a scorched area that lasts for 5 seconds (dealing 10% explosion damage per second; this damage over time is also true damage). Additionally, all penalties for this death are reduced by 50% (including experience loss, gold loss, resurrection time, equipment durability loss, and death curse effects).
Cooldown: None (It only triggers once per death, and does not trigger when revived by a resurrection skill)
Learning requirements: Physical fitness ≥ 1000, any occupation.
Description: Since you're destined to fall, then use this life as a bomb. Whoever kills you will be buried with you—death is never the end, it's your final, most devastating blow.
Lin Tian looked at it for five seconds.
Then he sighed.
This skill, how should I put it—
Very strong.
True damage, twice maximum health, radius eight meters.