In an instant.

A cascade of system-level stat-up prompts exploded in his ears.

The moment allocation finished, he immediately felt a surging heat flood through his body like a breached dam, pouring into every part of his mechanism.

And because he was linked to the Arm of Dragon Breath, that enormous pressure it had been exerting was instantly eased by the incoming torrent of heat.

[ Ding! Full constitution allocation complete! Arm of Dragon Breath load reduced to: light load! ]

At the same time Lynn’s status panel sprang up before his eyes.

[ Lynn ]

[ Level ]: 10 (Pending job change · Experience accumulating)

[ Race: Human · Mutated ]

[ Alignment ]: (Analyzing……)

[ Strength ]: 47

[ Agility ]: 51

[ Intelligence ]: 61

[ Constitution ]: 154

Special attributes:

[ Happiness ]: 70

[ Affection ]: 1

[ Description ]: The shrewd human apprentice at the Bloodsaw Potion Shop, a perverted loli-lover who’s good at tricking little girls. Even after many battles he still can’t shake his habit of suddenly popping up and pretending to be impressive, but he seems to have very high pain tolerance and mental tolerance—he never reacts with the normal surprise to strange changes in his body. Lately, he’s increasingly addicted to the thrill of living off others…

Lynn: “???!”

Damn it!

This system has to be beaten up! You’re the loli-lover! Your whole family are loli-lovers!

(╬￣皿￣)=○

He decisively ignored the system’s wildly unfair appraisal and its disgusting slander.

Lynn looked at his constitution, which had now exceeded a hundred, and crooked his mouth into a smile, welcoming whatever came.

With such a high constitution, it meant his flesh would have much greater vitality and plasticity.

Combined with the Flesh Calamity skill!

He was no longer a fragile squish—he had become an indestructible cockroach!

“Little One! Ram it in by force!!”

"Little One! Ram it in by force!!"

Boom——

A tremendous roar.

The steel gate leading into the underground base was smashed open by Little One’s head, leaving a huge hole.

“Target intrusion detected… Base defense systems fully activated…”

“Hunter bio-machines launching… Target locked… Open fire…”

Hum——

Almost instantly, seams split open down both sides and above the steel corridor. Automated machine-gun turrets revealed themselves with mechanical clicks, and countless red laser dots targeted Lynn riding Little One.

“Locked… Attack—”

Rat-a-tat-tat——

The huge turrets spun up and spewed dense tongues of flame in Lynn’s direction.

“As expected of the Demonkin Association! They actually have this kind of fully automated defense system!”

Lynn was about to drop and dodge.

But his Left Hand stretched out in an instant. Under Lynn’s gaze, it bulged and transformed into a pentagonal shield made of flesh.

Bang bang bang bang——

A hail of bullets struck the shield Left Hand had formed—and were bounced away.

Lynn was astonished. “Zuo Zuo?! You—are you already able to change forms at will?”

Zuo Zuo o(≧口≦)o said, "Stop the nonsense! Hurry up and take out those turrets! Their shots make me go pa-pa-pa, it hurts!!"

With Zuo Zuo’s shield in place,

Lynn instantly withdrew his Demon Hunter Revolver from his holster. His expression turned grave. Bolstered by the Origin Rider bonuses, his gaze locked onto several turrets ahead.

Bang——

[ Ding! Your Firearm Mastery +1 ]

Bang——

[ Ding! Your Firearm Mastery +1 ]

A few precise bursts.

Crackle!!

Electric sparks danced;

the turrets were instantly put out of commission by Lynn’s legendary revolver.

“Little One! Keep charging!” Lynn shouted.

"Little One! Keep charging!" Lynn shouted.

Lynn’s shooting speed grew more practiced. His face was focused and serious, eyes flashing as he locked onto turret after turret. He popped his head out and fired six rapid point shots.

One turret per shot!

Waiting for bullets to form.

Bang bang bang——

Cooldown.

Bang bang bang——

Repeat the steps.

After a few rounds, all the defense turrets had fallen beneath Lynn’s revolver.

[ Ding! Congratulations, you triggered the achievement: Marksmanship Hundred-for-Hundred, you gained base experience 200 ]

[ Marksmanship Hundred-for-Hundred ]: A milestone achievement. When using firearms or other projectile weapons to attack, if you hit more than one hundred targets in a short time without any misses, you obtain this. While not as difficult as the similarly named “Hundred ‘Shots’ Hundred Hits”, it still serves as a milestone recognition for the host.

You receive permanent bonuses: Accuracy +5%, Shooting Speed +5%, Ammunition Cooldown Speed +5%

At this point Lynn could no longer be bothered to roast the stupid system.

“Little One! The turrets are down! There's a second gate up ahead!” Lynn yelled.

"Little One! The turrets are down! There's a second gate up ahead!" Lynn yelled.

“Got it—” Little One sped up even more.

But in the next moment, the gate ahead suddenly rose with a thunderous rumble.

At the same time Lynn saw the corridor beyond packed with Hunters poised and ready. Unlike the Hunters he’d seen before, these had not the sharp mantis blades;

instead, muzzle assemblies were fused to their left arms.

“Target locked… Highest directive… Intercept… Commence attack immediately!”

Ding ding ding ding——

Dozens of Hunters’ eyes flashed with light.

Almost simultaneously, the muzzles in their hands belched out scalding lava-like plasma.

The rolling plasma instantaneously filled the entire corridor.

“Spraying fire at me?!”

Lynn was shocked.

Is this supposed to be tolerated?!

Are you kidding me?!

In an instant Lynn sprang up. The dragon head on the Arm of Dragon Breath linked to his shoulder stirred as though alive, turning viciously toward the raging flames.

A dragon’s roar.

The huge black dragon head tilted back and howled, spewing out scalding, extreme-temperature flame.

No!

That wasn’t mere flame!

That was dragon breath!

“Roar—”

Gritting his teeth, Lynn wildly restrained the nearly uncontrollable Arm of Dragon Breath. The gigantic dragon maw unleashed a rolling dragon breath at the incoming plasma.

Whoosh—

Two massive tongues of fire met. The corridor began to melt under the extreme heat.

[ Ding! Your Flesh Calamity ability +1 ]

“Warning… Warning… Plasma spray unable to suppress target… Immediately switch to defensive mode… Immediately switch to defensive mode…”

Crackle——

At the end of the corridor, the plasma projectors held by those Hunters began to spark and burst from overload.

The reflected light of the flames danced over their skin as they were increasingly suppressed.

“Warning… Overload… Overload… Initiate defensive protocol…”

And almost at that same moment when the alarm sounded,

A dragon-like roar tore through the sky and directly pierced their flame screen.

That scorching, everything-melting dragon breath instantly enveloped them like an apocalyptic wave.

Crackle——

The flesh on their bodies dissolved continuously, revealing the silver-white mithril structures beneath.

But even those highly reinforced metal frames quickly began to show signs of melting under that terrifying dragon breath.

“Target fire tongues weakening—Unit integrity loss 41%… Armor fully compromised… Switch to combat mode… Prepare to intercept…”

“Too late!!”

In an instant,

The Hunters, sparks spraying from their whole bodies, suddenly lifted their heads. Reflected in their eyes, a youth surged violently through the fire wall. He gripped a half-meter-long black blade, his face wearing an unnervingly polite, morbid smile.

…………

(PS: Please supervise the attributes panel;

if there are errors, thank you for pointing them out—I will correct them promptly.)