Requiem Of A Failed Hero

Chapter 65 Class Change (2)

?'Hiek... I'm so dead. What is all this...?'

Raith gritted his teeth, and while he still pretended that he was dead for real, he had to take all the time he could manage to fully prepare for this.

He had no idea why the abyss suddenly switched up on him and found him worthy. Those words he said he didn't even know what they meant. All he knew was that they were words that came to his tongue as he was on the thin line between life and death, even now he couldn't remember them again.

But the abyss changed everything based on that alone, offering him a class change because his origin was found.

'And what did it mean by I didn't choose you, then who the fuck chose me? Fel?'

A lot was still unclear but at least one thing was.

'I can't die here'

The last time his ultimate ability to rise after dying was taken away it wasn't a pleasant experience. It was a trial to build courage in him, but he'd be gullible to take this instance for the same.

The pretext on which everything happened is so different.

Definitely, a power change was about to play out.

And the abyss was going to straighten him up for that.

All his skills were locked, but his stats were...

'My stats...'

[Stats]

- Strength: 116

- Speed: 96

- Stamina: 65

- Intelligence: 145

- Endurance: 124

- Will: 12

Available Stat points: 52.

'...in the last few hours of our fight, I've leveled up ten times... crazy, I died a lot.'

'Ten to endurance, twenty to speed, and twenty to stamina.'

[Stats]

- Strength: 116?

- Speed: 116?

- Stamina: 85

- Intelligence: 145

- Endurance: 134

- Will: 12

Available stat points: 2

[A perfect synergy between strength and speed has been created]

Raith slowly rose from the throne seat, immediately alerting the Ogre who was already at the door and about to head out.

He paused and frowned.

"You just won't die will you!!"

He spread out both arms as he turned to Raith, creating a lighting spear in both of his hands.

Raith slowly like a monarch marched down the steps of the throne seat, with a purple-colored smoke flowing out of his body as his body contour aligned to his stats adjustment.

The ground cracked as he applied more force fo his feet about to take launch himself forward.

Thwack!!!

The entire ground that his feet were upon scattered as he disappeared from the Ogre's sight.

The Ogre in hurry looked left and right but couldn't find Raith as his gaze went up– it was too late, Raith's fist came smashing down upon the head of the monster.

But it was blocked by the invisible barrier that surrounded him. Raith clicked his tongue in frustration and leaped backward.

"I know now, you are not human. You are like me, you were given a true name like me."

"The fuck, don't compare me to you. I am not a lowly monster."

Raith replied with a glare that undermined the existence of the Ogre and made him very angry.

"Well then. You will die anyway."

The Ogre declared with a nasty grin as he released a barrage of lightning attacks, Raith dodged and weaved, narrowly avoiding each strike.

Now that his life was on the line, he was more careful than he had ever been. The tingles of the lightning as the streaked past him jumped his heart upon every dodge and the shockwave that was emitted as some hit the ground tempted his legs to lose strength. But he refused.

'I've come this far... I can't die here...!'

A frown invaded Raith's face as the adrenaline of that moment overwhelmed his body. Raith held the sword with a focus and renewed gaze, with no skill to guard his senses or predict his attack patterns or strengthen his defense.

He continued his assault, his sword slicing through the air with deadly precision. But the Ogre's invisible barrier was a thorn in his flesh, none of his attack was willing to go through.

He continued to press forward, striking with all his might and not caring how unsightly and scattering he was throwing his sword, what mattered was that he was focused and no matter how rough his footwork and sword swings were, nothing mattered more than it reaching the attack point.

The two combatants began trading blows and parrying attacks. Raith's sword rang against Ogre's barrier sending sparks flying as if it was hitting a metal surface.

On top of his already amazing magical abilities, the Ogre was very strong and his blows as the struck Raith made his strength seep away.

"Ahhh!!!"

Raith relentlessly smashed his sword on the invisible barrier over and over again, in frustration.

WHAM!

The Ogre smashed a punch into him sending him away but Raith stood his ground and dug his feet into the ground gaining control of himself and stopping only two meters away– perhaps it was an effect of the synergy but he didn't care. He lunged himself forward again–

He swung his sword in from all angles all at once and from the Ogre's vantage point all that multiple sword attacks converged to look like just one but it was something that was made possible due to Raith's incredible speed.

WHAM WHAM WHAM WHAM

He clobbered the Ogre's barrier with the barrage of arcs–

Grrizzzttt!!!

As the last attack landed on the barrier, the black sword expelled a bolt of lightning that shattered the barrier. Raith who was already losing his sense of self in frustration as he couldn't land one single blow on the Ogre grinned. At this point, it was too late to recover that sense of self.

What went through his mind as that barrier finally broke was not a sense of relief, instead, it was a burst of adrenaline as he was beginning to enjoy this, and a wide smile spread across his face.

He didn't know how the sword patterns were supposed to go but he knew very well how to land a sword on a target. He rushed in, oblivious of the Ogre's magical abilities, and began to batter the Ogre with strikes from all angles, periodically changing his angle to land a surprise attack on the Ogre but all that attack was being parried by the Ogre and with bare hand.

'Is his hand steel or what?'

Raith for a moment did not flinch, he tightened the space between them, pressing further to make sure the Ogre does not have any space between them. He swung and swung till his eyes couldn't follow the speed of his hand, it was like he had begun to move with pure reflexes.

But the Ogre wasn't in front of him anymore.