cnatrainingtips Chapter 251 Thick Skin and Thick Flesh
Chapter 251 Thick Skin and Thick Flesh
The oppressive feeling emanating from Morgus's mountain-like body permeated the narrow pass as if it were a tangible presence.
Its cruel little eyes were fixed on Lin Tian, its heavy breaths exhaling white vapor with the smell of sulfur, and its front paws were restlessly digging at the ground, turning the hard rocks upside down like soil.
It is gathering strength, preparing to launch the next, even more violent attack.
Lin Tian hovered in mid-air, his expression cold and solemn.
When faced with such a purely physical behemoth, blindly confronting it head-on is by no means the best strategy.
He needed information, information about the defensive limits of the dark purple scales and the fighting habits of the behemoth.
"laugh!"
The first to break the stalemate was a Fireball spell enhanced by the Ring of Annihilation.
The fireball was small in size, but incredibly condensed, containing terrifyingly high temperatures. Like a crimson meteor, it struck Morgus's scales on his shoulder blade with pinpoint accuracy.
boom!
Flames burst open, and scorching heat waves spread out.
However, after the smoke cleared, Morgus's scales only had a faint charred mark, without even a crack.
It even shook its head, as if it had only been bitten by a mosquito; its scales had extremely high resistance to fire energy.
Lin Tian's gaze remained unchanged. He lightly tapped his staff, and a dark red cloud of [Fire Rain] formed above Morgus's head, continuously pouring scorching fire rain down on its back and head.
The damage numbers continued to rise, but for Morgus, who possessed terrifying health, this amount of damage was like a trickle into the ocean, with negligible effect. The accompanying burning and armor-piercing effects were also greatly weakened due to his strong resistance and abundant life essence.
"Switch energy attribute," Lin Tian silently chanted in his mind.
Energy flowed from his fingertips, and a highly refined [Star Ray] with 50% spell penetration was unleashed, like a blue beam of death, instantly striking the scales on Morgus's other side of his neck.
"Pfft!"
This time, the effect was more obvious. A deeper pit was burned into the dark purple scales, with even some signs of melting at the edges, and a wisp of blue smoke rose up.
The damage numbers are also significantly higher than those of fire-type skills.
However, that's all.
The star rays still failed to penetrate that seemingly indestructible armor-like defense.
Morgus winced in pain, letting out an angry growl as the muscles in his neck tensed, further protecting his scorched scales.
It seemed to be completely enraged by Lin Tian's "tickling" attack, or rather, it simply didn't bother to dodge this attack that posed no real threat to it.
"roar--!"
Morgus suddenly opened its massive maw, no longer roaring, but spewing out a viscous, dark green breath that emitted a strong, corrosive stench—[Abyssal Breath]!
The breath attack covered an extremely large area, fanning out and enveloping a vast expanse of air in front of Lin Tian. The air itself was so corroded that it hissed.
Lin Tian immediately blinked, shifting to the side to avoid the core area of the breath attack. However, the splashes from the edge of the breath still caused his Flame Shield to fluctuate violently, emitting a hissing sound as it was corroded.
At the same time, Morgus raised his pillar-like forelimbs and slammed them hard into the ground!
[War Trampling]!
Boom!!!
It was not a one-time impact, but a series of terrifying shockwaves spreading outward from it as the center!
The earth undulated and cracked violently like a drumhead. The intense vibrations not only made it extremely difficult to stand, but also carried a strange force that interfered with the flow of energy, attempting to disrupt Lin Tian's spellcasting rhythm and balance.
Lin Tian also needed to constantly adjust his body shape in the air to counteract the continuous shock and interference.
Celia lingered on the edge of the battlefield, trying to find an opportunity.
She swung her staff, and Shadowweave burst forth from the shadows beneath Morgus's feet, wrapping around its relatively slender hind limbs.
However, the Shadow Thorns, which were strong enough to trap elite monsters, lasted for less than a second before Morgus's savage strength broke them easily with a few "crack" sounds after Morgus took a step.
She then attempted [Succubus's Kiss], sending a pink, alluring energy towards Morgus's head.
However, this fangtooth lizard is relatively simple-minded, and its will is more inclined towards the instincts and ferocity of a wild beast. It is extremely resistant to this kind of subtle mental interference.
The alluring energy landed on its head, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea. It only made it more agitated and shook its head. Its scarlet eyes even briefly glanced at Celia with pure killing intent, which frightened Celia so much that she immediately retreated and dared not try again.
Her main focus had to be on dodging the terrifying splash damage of [Abyssal Breath] and the omnipresent shockwaves of [War Stomp], severely limiting her support abilities in this battle.
Lin Tian saw all of this and gained a deeper understanding of how difficult Morgus was to deal with.
He stopped engaging in meaningless attribute probing and instead devoted most of his attention to maneuvering and observation.
The light of [Star Leap] flashed across the battlefield from time to time, allowing him to always dodge Morgus's bites, claw strikes, and tail sweeps by the slightest margin.
As he moved, his eyes, imbued with the power of the [Eye of Domination], calmly dissected the abyssal behemoth, like the most sophisticated scanning instrument.
He noticed that Morgus's cruel little eyes were covered by a hard, transparent nictitating membrane that could open and close instantly. Its defensive power seemed slightly weaker than scales, but it was still not to be underestimated.
When it roars or prepares to unleash its Abyssal Breath, the inside of its gaping maw, though filled with fangs, appears to lack scales covering the inner walls of its mouth and the depths of its throat, which may be vulnerable points.
At the joints where its limbs connect to its body, the gaps between those huge scales, though tight, seem to reveal extremely tiny gaps when it exerts force to move.
Its thick carapace and flank scales provide the strongest defense, but its relatively less flexible belly, which usually lies close to the ground, has slightly lighter-colored scales and may be relatively weaker in defense.
However, Morgus was clearly aware of this, and its attack posture and movement subconsciously protected its abdomen, rarely exposing it.
The battle reached a brief stalemate.
Lin Tian, like a nimble sprite, constantly flashed and attacked around Morgus, the mountain of flesh, with the light of various skills rising and falling, but it was difficult to cause decisive damage.
The high frequency of movement and skill casting, although he could still sustain it with his huge mana reserves, was indeed continuously consuming his mana.
Morgus, with his thick skin and terrifying health, withstood all of Lin Tian's attacks, like a tireless and perfectly functioning war machine.
It used [Abyssal Breath] and [War Stomp] to constantly force Lin Tian to move, compressing his space to maneuver, trying to drive this annoying "flying insect" into a corner, or to drag the battle into a war of attrition that would be more advantageous to itself.
The consequences are gradually becoming clear:
Conventional area-of-effect spells and direct energy attacks are ineffective against Morgus, whose magic resistance and physical defense are ridiculously high.
Celia's support abilities were severely limited when facing such a behemoth that relied purely on physical strength and willpower, making it difficult to provide effective restraint or weakening.
Lin Tian realized that he had to change his strategy. Blindly going all out wouldn't work; he needed more sophisticated tactics.
He needed an opportunity, an opportunity to strike precisely at his weaknesses—whether it was his eyes, mouth, joints, or that potentially vulnerable abdomen.
His brain was working at lightning speed, every detail he had observed flashing through his mind, matching and combining it with his skill set.
A hunting plan targeting this Abyssal Rift-toothed Lizard was gradually taking shape in his calm eyes.
The stalemate is merely the calm before the storm.
The real, fatal blow is brewing.