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[Incandescent Attire of the Omnipotent Pelvis-Hegemon | Lv.2]
The Majestic attire of the very First Pelvis Man variant, a true pillar of Dictatorial Justice in the ‘^%#%!’ is summoned with the activation of the skill to further bolster the image and power of the Pelvis Boar-Man’s figure.
-Effects-
•Greatest Defense
•Greatest Physical Damage Refraction
• 500 Strength
•Limited Flight
•Descent of ‘Prisma Avaris OverMould’
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[Skill: Weight of the Hegemon]
The attire carries the sa weight as that of the Hegemon’s words, making carry corresponding weight and power, while being incredibly light for the Pelvis-Hegemon.
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[Skill: Foolmaker]
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-The incomplete suit is summoned by default when no Null Life Essence is applied-
Mana Requirents: None, Null Essence required
Duration: 5 minutes
Cooldown: 12 hours
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A skill that had reached the very peak!
The aspects of this skill, which were labelled as effects, reflected the fact that this skill was in its last stretch of strength and when it reached level 10, it would be unable to grow any further within the white core category.
It had to ascend into a Special one!
[Hero’s Fist] which was more geared towards taking down enemy defences pounded into Tomin’s face, wrestling against his Full Body Aura which did its best to resist any damage!
And surely, it did well to avoid much of the damage that would have been caused by Prisma’s punch, the golden blow that pulsed on the ground from the attack not amounting to much!
Tomin pushed himself from the ground, grabbing Prisma’s armoured thigh which had been pressing on his arm to keep him still so he could swallow the punch.
He swung Prisma as he locked his arm to firmly hold the limb, bashing his elbow with a crisp impact into Prisma’s helm which got dented from the force!
He then raised the Pelvis Boar-Man’s Body, gripping both of Prisma’s thighs before slamming the golden figure into the ground!
Plus of dust and dirt rose, but the naked figure of Tomin didn’t stop there, cocking his arm as he then flung a powerful straight punch at Prisma’s chest!
BOOOM!
Prisma’s chest plate cracked like glass, more bursts of golden flakes rising up into the air from the damage!
Tomin’s increased strength from his Aura was too much for the armour to handle!
Ripples of shock ran through the ground but Tomin creased his brow as he noticed a strange phenonon from the feedback in his fist!
‘That’s strange… the power from my punch seed to just—’
Right then, Prisma landed a hooked blow at Tomin’s chest with a resounding clap of tal against flesh bellowing into the air!
BAM!
Tomin was sent flying before he could figure out what had happened, his figure pitifully spinning through the air!
This ti, a bruise could be seen over his chest, blood gushing from his mouth as his eyes opened wide!
…!
Tomin slamd into the cavern wall, as this battle had finally been driven to the edge!
The naked man’s confusion and pain was rudely interrupted by a golden glow that leaked even when he closed his eyes, approaching at an imnse speed!
Prisma had already flown to his position, his fist arching to abuse the crap out of him!
“Petty fool, you cannot comprehend the sturdiness of the pelvis nor the unwavering will of my being!”
POW!
Another [Hero’s Fist] was sprung into Tomin, but he didn’t feel much from the attack that landed on his face.
‘Huh? His punches don’t carry much power… Then what was that earlier one?!’ Tomin thought as he launched a jab at Prisma, smashing it where his golden armour was already cracking!
The mont the punch connected though, a visible ripple travelling through Prisma’s body as he chestplate crackled so more, the Apostle flung his own fist simultaneously!
BOOM!
A horrendous force flew into Tomin, the man feeling once more that he was taking imnse damage as his muscles reddened and bruised!
‘Is this….Is this bastard reflecting the force of my punches?!’ Tomin thought as he bled.
Indeed it was true.
This was the effect of an aspect of Prisma’s skill, [Greatest Physical Damage Refraction] which exploited Red Rage’s racial abilities as the Pelvis Boar-Man!
Before Tomin knew it, Prisma flung him from the wall and to the ground, but before he could taste the dirt again, a figure darted towards him with a red and pink overlapping hue surrounding it!
“Hihihi! I’ve really lucked out! De-beautifying Fist!” Gertreld ca flying in with a cruel knee jab into Tomin’s face, the man shooting away as he grunted only to et the flying figure of Prisma who tackled him into the ground!
Tomin’s height reduced further, his face turning a bit older as his skin lost its youth glow!
The two slamd into the ground, Prisma quickly flying away to give way to Gertreld’s figure that dropped from above a chance at the abuse, both the ladies knees digging into Tomin’s naked body from her descent!
Her gauntlet glowed as she activated its special effect, pounding it into Tomin’s face!
The shortened man coughed blood as he felt his body grow imnsely weak but he grunted as his eyes flared, his Aura roaring with desperate intensity!
Tomin saw Prisma on his way down in flight while Gertreld cocked her fist once more!
‘She’s good. Her blessing might be… just what we need…’ Tomin thought as his face which was bloodied and bruised twitched.
His eye darted to Guissepo who was rely watching with a calm visage as he was bashed rcilessly like this.
‘You’re still waiting, huh…’
***
Natalika stood with the five deep wounds that traced from her temples to her arms.
Her eyelids were closed as she had now stood, throwing away her torn robes leaving only a short, dark purple dress that reached her thighs, the rest of the way to her knees being left to bandages.
She breathed out and held her sword up.
“I really loathe Summoners…” she said to herself as she faced the large wolf that growled as it circled around her.
The Summoner who had been slashed by Natalika’s sword cackled manically as the red portal glead behind him.
“Heheheheheh! There we go! Your confidence can’t save you from and my beasts blind girl! Let’s make it even more of a challenge shall we?!” the Summoner yelled as multiple creatures poured from portal behind him, bearing appearances like the giant wolf but with humanoid structures.
They seed a bit weaker than the giant wolf that seed amused by playing around with Natalika, knowing full well that she couldn’t react to its movent.
Natalika sighed.
To the Summoner’s surprise, she knelt on the ground and placed her sword across her lap.
She then spoke in a rather chilling voice, an overwhelmingly sharp energy gushing from her.
“Full Body Aura.”
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