My Talent's Name Is Generator Chapter 945 Dangerous Situation

They advanced one after another, compelling me to constantly reposition myself. My feet shuffled between the trees, utilizing their sturdy forms to disrupt the trajectory of their assaults while simultaneously severing anything that dared to approach too closely. The coordinated attacks weren't random; they were a synchronized effort, with one assailant restricting my movement while the other sought to exploit any opening.

A particularly robust root surged forth from the initial tree.

I attempted to dodge, but my reaction was too late. It impacted my torso, not penetrating, but striking with enough force to dislodge my equilibrium. My body skidded across the terrain before I managed to arrest my momentum with a hand, pushing myself upright just before the next assault could connect.

"Ouch, that smarts."

The onslaught persisted without pause.

Another root emerged from behind, and this time, I executed a precise twist, narrowly evading a direct hit. Nonetheless, it grazed me, inflicting a deeper gash upon my shoulder. A sharp, piercing pain intensified, and I felt an immediate, significant shift.

A notification materialized.

[Warning: Health below 50%]

Concurrently, a peculiar warmth began to coalesce near my heart, rapidly intensifying and radiating outwards in pulses that deviated from my natural breathing rhythm.

A subsequent notification appeared.

[Overdrive Charge: 50%]

I wasted no time.

"Berserk."

The response was instantaneous.

The heat surged dramatically.

It expanded from my chest, coursing through my limbs, tautening my muscles, and heightening all my senses simultaneously as a profound sense of burgeoning strength flooded my body. The pain did not vanish entirely, but it receded, overshadowed by a feeling of complete rejuvenation.

Without a moment's delay, I charged forward. The next root lunged, but this time, I didn't merely evade; I advanced into it, pivoting around the strike as my blade cleaved through it in a singular, powerful motion. Another root followed from the side, yet my reflexes predated conscious thought, shifting my body just enough to let it pass before I closed the distance instead of creating more space.

My target was the first tree.

The very one that had impaled me.

Roots whipped out to impede my progress, but I sliced through them as I advanced, each swing carrying more momentum than the last, the resistance crumbling more rapidly under the augmented force. I entered its attack range, reaching the trunk as another root drove towards me.

I paid it no heed.

My grip tightened on the sword, and I thrust it forward. The blade sank directly into its exposed core, the resistance dissolving instantly as the steel plunged deep within. The pulsing ceased.

The tree quivered.

Then it became motionless.

I withdrew the blade and spun around immediately.

The second tree reacted with heightened urgency, its roots lashing out erratically in an attempt to repel me, but it was futile. I moved through them, cutting and stepping, closing the gap in a direct line until I reached it as well.

Another swift strike. The sword pierced its core in precisely the same manner.

And just like its predecessor, it too became still.

I remained in place for a brief interval, the residual warmth from the Overdrive still faintly coursing through me.

Before I could re-establish my footing after the incapacitation of the two trees, the ground beneath me unexpectedly shifted, the earth bulging upwards in a violent upheaval before a colossal entity tore through it from below.

I had scant time to react before a massive form erupted from the ground, its body thick and coiled, resembling an enormous subterranean snail, its shell rigid and grooved, its exposed flesh shimmering with an unhealthy luminescence.

Its head snapped forward the instant it surfaced, rows of jagged teeth clamping onto my leg with bone-crushing force.

Agony surged upwards instantly. The creature did not linger.

It yanked violently.

My body was wrenched from the ground and flung sideways, careening through one tree before colliding with another. The impact expelled the air from my lungs as the world spun in a dizzying vortex. I just managed to brace myself before sliding downwards, my vision momentarily blurring as I forced myself to stand.

A notification blinked into existence.

[Warning: Health below 25%]

The creature moved again.

It opened its maw.

A thick torrent of caustic fluid spewed towards me, hissing as it impacted the ground where I had been mere moments before. I compelled my damaged body to move, executing a roll to the side as the acid splashed onto the surrounding roots and bark, rapidly beginning to erode them.

[Monster Burrower – Level 8]

I pushed myself upward, my leg screaming in protest at the exertion, but I granted it no time for respite. The creature lunged once more, its formidable bulk dragging forward with surprising velocity as it snapped towards me, attempting to close the distance before I could fully recover.

I was left with no alternative but to confront it directly. My sword was raised, striking its outer shell first, the impact deflecting with negligible effect. It twisted, coiling its body as it swung its head sideways, forcing me to duck beneath the arc of its motion before stepping back just enough to evade another snap of its jaws. The ground shifted again beneath it, loose from its emergence, providing just enough instability for me to exploit.

A second time it spat.

This time, I advanced, pivoting to strike at its vulnerable side, a section not fully protected by its shell. My blade carved a line across the softer flesh beneath, provoking an immediate, violent recoil.

I pressed my advantage, staying close.

The subsequent attack was sluggish. I sidestepped, drawing my blade across its flank once more before disengaging as it lunged back.

Suddenly, warmth returned. That familiar pressure near my chest began to build again, more intense this time.

[Overdrive Charge: 50%]

A single breath escaped me.

"Fortress."

The effect was instantaneous. My vitality and endurance surged, the throbbing in my leg receding to a dull ache, no longer hindering my movement. The bleeding lessened, and the strain from previous impacts eased just enough to keep me steady.

Its next assault came.

I didn't fully evade. The creature's head collided with me, the force shoving me backward. However, this time I stood firm, absorbing the blow instead of being thrown. My feet dug into the earth as I redirected the impact, maintaining my balance.

I surged forward again, letting out a roar, and sliced into it, aiming for the same exposed area repeatedly, drawing more blood. The creature attempted to retreat, but its bulk became a liability in the confined space between the trees, restricting its maneuvers.

It spat again. A slight shift of my body allowed the corrosive stream to sail past my shoulder as I closed the remaining distance.

This was the opportune moment I had been anticipating.

Taking a deep inhalation, I moved. My blade swept upward in a direct thrust, my entire being pouring into the motion as I aimed squarely at its head, targeting the juncture where its shell gave way to softer tissue.

Resistance lasted but a fleeting instant.

Then, it yielded.

The sword pierced through unimpeded, plunging deep into its head. Its body convulsed erratically, a final tremor coursing through it before it crashed heavily to the ground.

I maintained my position briefly, ensuring it was inanimate, then withdrew my blade and stepped back.

[Level Up]

[Level 6 → 7]

[Combat Points +30]

[Influence Points +0]

[Skill Acquired!]