Chapter 29
Chapter 29
“Huh…?”
At that moment, a red status window opened like a warning.
—MP: Zero.
Crap—!
I had been too focused on the visible aspects of the fight. Combat is about depleting resources. Stamina, mental strength—but in this world, there’s MP. Lost in the heat of battle, I had completely forgotten about it.
My attack fizzled out. The Cockatrice wasn’t the type to let such an opening slide. I braced myself for a beak strike. I had leveled up enough that taking one hit shouldn’t immobilize me.
But something even more terrifying happened.
A window opened.
[Stormwind]
It wasn’t my skill. Which means—
“Its skill!?”
The Cockatrice flapped its massive wings, and along with a spray of blood, blades of vacuum formed, slicing through everything around it. Trees, vines, rocks—
“………………!!”
Of course, I wasn’t spared.
Hit by three blades, I was sent flying and slammed back-first into a strangely shaped, severed rock.
“Gah!”
My lungs were compressed, and I couldn’t breathe. When I tried to move, my entire body burned. Adrenaline must have been numbing the pain.
The major wounds were on my thigh, stomach, and right shoulder—I could only pray the blades hadn’t reached my arteries.
I checked my HP on the status screen. As expected, it had taken a massive hit.