Chapter 145: In The Zone (1/2)

Chapter 145: In The Zone

Aldrich watched as the sonic beam from the banshee head on his arm continued to bear down on Shrimp Remarkably, Shriainst the force of the soundwaves,forwards almost like he was in slow motion

There were cracks all over the Locus's shell armor, but none too deep The injuries caed-out eyes squirted blood, as did his nose and his open cuts where the sonic waves hit the hardest

And yet despite all that, Shrimp continued not backwards, not sideways to try and evade the beam, but forwards

Forwards to try and hunt down Aldrich

In response to this aggression froest foe that Aldrich had ever faced, all Aldrich did was…smile

Aldrich smiled under his helm of dark metal and bone and blood, so nobody could see that uncharacteristic expression He was never an expressive person, but whenever he got into what he called the 'zone', he could not help but feel pure thrill

Any hardcore ga those moments where it was now or never Do or die Win or lose

That special zone of what felt like contradictions Of both intensity and callued to the screen in unblinking vigil while your heart raced a million miles a minute Where your hands could shake at the controls but still perform at their absolute best

What often pushed Aldrich into the zone were intense fights, usually boss fights Not the clean fights where he could plan everything out beforehand with research and dismantle the enemy with easy precision

That had its own satisfaction to it, granted, but often tie there to really move Aldrich into the zone

No, what pushed Aldrich into the zone was unpredictability

Chaos

Because as reater rush than to triuainst a boss level oal of landing a killing blow on it himself, Aldrich stepped into that special zone for the first time

Shrimp stopped abruptly as spat out a burst of blood from its mouth as the Curse status effect manifested on it He dropped to a knee weakly as the sonic screa the end of its channeling time

A spiked black debuff circle appeared around Shrimp followed by eerie dark flae directly to its life force As long as Aldrich kept putting direct da

It would have been nice for Aldrich's [Mist of Undeath] to proc Curse as well, but unfortunately, only direct dae counted for the flames And on top of that, his [Mist of Undeath] only worked to a 60 healthenes," said Aldrich "Switch to your strongest And don't hold back"

"Shall I switch to the Profane Hand?" said Volantis

The Hand of the Blood God Volantis's strongest stitching that guaranteed insane dae or a flat out instant kill if it made contact Aldrich, however, did not want to use that now He wanted to save a few trump cards for later, and the Hand of the Blood God was one of them

This was not to mention that the Hand of the Blood God was a risky move in of itself Volantis normally had it when he was level 80, not level 40 like now There was no telling how severe the drawbacks would be for using such a powerful stitching

"No Just a step below that," said Aldrich

"Your will is mine, yet I must tell you that I cannot switch i of high caliber like the head of the banshee"