Chapter 687: A Tiny Bit of Buffs
"Holy crap!"
"Is my Crimson Flame Warblade really this strong?"
"It actually killed the Ten Thousand Blades Demon Soldier in one strike!?"
At this moment.
The actual owner of the Crimson Flame Warblade, witnessing this scene, began to seriously doubt himself!
He had also formed a team of five to enter the Tower of Ten Thousand Demons.
Yet, against this Level 110 Ten Thousand Blades Demon Soldier, his Crimson Flame Warblade had struck countless times but barely scratched it!
Meanwhile, the non-specialist's single strike had completely stunned the demon soldier!
It's the same weapon—why is your attack so much stronger than mine?
And I'm the actual owner of the Crimson Flame Warblade, at Level 112, a full 12 levels higher than this Level 100 non-specialist!
This…
"Come on! Your attack and his attack aren't even comparable!"
"He must have added other skill effects to that strike, forcing the Ten Thousand Blades Demon Soldier to activate its life-saving skill!"
"But…"
"That Ten Thousand Blades Demon Soldier never expected that the non-specialist had a special countermeasure ready to negate its SS-tier life-saving skill."
"This battle shows that every move of the Ten Thousand Blades Demon Soldier was completely within the non-specialist's calculations!"
"In less than ten exchanges, the victor was already decided!"
"And, more importantly…"
"Even under the 50% debuff from the environment, he still maintained peak performance like nothing was wrong. That's the most baffling part for me."
Among the spectators, there were some with sharp eyes.
They quickly picked up on many subtle details in Ling Zhan's battle with the Ten Thousand Blades Demon Soldier.
At the same time, they raised the key question.
How does this non-specialist seem to ignore the environmental debuff?
How is that even possible?
Others furrowed their brows and began guessing.
Yet no matter how much they speculated…
The truth was that Ling Zhan wasn't ignoring the environmental debuff.
It was just that the debuff's attribute reductions were smaller than the buffs Ling Zhan had placed on himself!
A simple SS-tier "Strength Amplification."
Along with…
An SS-tier "Courage Blessing."
SS-tier "Regeneration."
SS-tier "Enhancement."
The recently awarded SS-tier "Overall Boost."
And more.
These basic skills, often dismissed by priests, healers, and support knights, had been elevated to a terrifying level in Ling Zhan's hands!
The F-tier "Courage Blessing" originally granted "a 3% strength increase and a 10% fortitude boost for 30 seconds."
But now, upgraded to SS-tier…
Its effects had evolved into "increasing all attributes by 50%, granting a 30% skill attack boost and a 60% fortitude boost, with a permanent duration, though continuously consuming mana."
As for the F-tier "Regeneration," its initial effect was "apply a buff to restore 50 HP per second while boosting movement speed by 5%; lasts 30 seconds."
Now its effects had become "apply a buff to restore 20% of max HP per second, increase movement speed by 400%, with the buff permanently active, though continuously consuming mana."
Any one of these skills was enough to leave people dumbfounded!
No one in the world could have imagined that one day, F-tier skills could achieve such ridiculous and absurd results!
Before every battle, Ling Zhan habitually stacked "a tiny bit of buffs" on himself.
Thanks to his talents "Staffless Casting" and "Magical Resonance."
Ling Zhan didn't need to act like those brainless protagonists in web novels, yelling out the name of every skill as if afraid the enemy wouldn't know what big move he was using.
A skill's power doesn't depend on how loudly you shout its name.
Additionally…
In battle, the element of surprise is critical. If you can silently activate your skills without any casting time, why not give your enemies an unexpected shock?
So, looking back at the mere 50% environmental debuff…
For Ling Zhan, it was almost negligible, hardly restricting his strength at all.
"Aren't non-specialists supposed to fall off in the late game?"
"Why does it feel like this guy only gets stronger the later it gets?"
Those outside couldn't help but question their understanding.
Could it be…
that the ultimate form of a strong player is being a non-specialist!?
Ling Zhan's performance was simply too astonishing!
His methods were like an endless kaleidoscope, versatile and overwhelmingly powerful!
Basic skills from various classes, when used by him, far exceeded everyone's expectations!
Are you sure these are F-tier skills and not SS-tier skills?
"Young Master Brian, this man has limitless potential. I suggest taking him under your wing before he fully matures!"
"If you can bind him to a soul contract and make him your loyal servant, that would be ideal!"
"In the future, during any family power struggles, having such a powerful subordinate would be a tremendous advantage!"
At this moment.
One of Brian's guards quietly offered a suggestion.
Brian's eyes flickered. Clearly, he was intrigued by the idea.
Initially, he had thought of this non-specialist as an embroidered pillow, fragile and worthless.
Yet, after watching him clear the ten floors of the Tower of Ten Thousand Demons, he was thoroughly impressed by his strength!
This path of the non-specialist, which no one dared to tread, seemed to have been successfully carved out by this man!
And even if this non-specialist was just a fleeting talent and couldn't continue to grow…
At worst, he could discard him as a pawn.
For Brian and the Acy family, there was no loss in trying.
As for whether Ling Zhan would reject his offer…
He most likely wouldn't.
In the Sacred City of Asal, as one of the Ten Great Noble Houses, the Acy family was a coveted affiliation for any Professional.
Even working as a security guard for the Acy family came with lavish benefits!
That was why so many Professionals dreamed of serving the noble houses of the Sacred City.
Pride?
Can you eat it?
Countless people wanted to be watchdogs for the noble houses but couldn't even qualify!
The Sacred City's noble house guards required a minimum level of 120!
With these thoughts in mind.
Brian smiled faintly and said, "I'll consider this suggestion. Once he exits the Tower of Ten Thousand Demons, invite him for a discussion."
The guard nodded silently.
"Damn, he's entered the eleventh floor! He really intends to keep pushing forward!"
A startled cry erupted.
On the screen, that lone figure had already stepped calmly onto the eleventh floor.
As expected!
The tenth floor wasn't his limit!
But…
Starting from the eleventh floor, the strength of the demon soldiers in the Tower of Ten Thousand Demons would drastically increase!
How far could this non-specialist go?