Only My Weapons Level UP

"It is fast, strong and definitely durable with a body like that... but finesse shouldn’t be its strength," Terry thought and then transformed his weapon into a bow.

Terry swiftly knocked an arrow, his hands steady despite the impending threat. With a surge of mana, he enhanced the arrow, imbuing it with the elemental fury of a Meteor Arrow. His target was the colossal silver dragon hurtling towards him. As the dragon unleashed its metallic spears, Terry let loose his enhanced arrow.

The projectile streaked through the air, blazing like a meteor on a collision course with its celestial target. The sheer power and accuracy of Terry’s attack made it nearly impossible for the dragon to evade. The stage was set for an explosive showdown between man and overlord as the Meteor Arrow raced forward to meet its colossal adversary.

Terry’s enhanced arrow tore through the air with remarkable speed, matching the silver dragon’s velocity. As it soared, it deflected the incoming metallic spears with incredible precision, creating a dazzling display of sparks and metal fragments. The arrow struck the dragon’s massive forehead with pinpoint accuracy, and the resulting explosion was nothing short of cataclysmic.

A deafening boom reverberated throughout the floating island, shaking it to its core. The sheer force of the attack sent Terry hurtling backward through the air, his body buffeted by the shockwaves. Cracks rippled through the island’s surface, as if it were about to shatter into countless fragments.

Terry slowly pushed himself up from the ground, his eyes locked onto the silver dragon hovering in the sky. The colossal beast shook its head, clearly disoriented by the devastating Meteor Arrow. Terry’s attack had left a small, bleeding wound on the dragon’s forehead, a testament to the incredible resilience of this otherworldly overlord.

The dragon’s eyes, still glowing with an eerie silver light, narrowed as it glared down at Terry. It was clear that despite the damage, the creature remained a formidable and indomitable adversary. The battle was far from over...

As the massive silver dragon resumed its flight around the floating island, it unleashed another volley of metallic spears, each one soaring through the air with deadly precision. Terry’s instincts kicked in, and he activated his boots to enhance his agility. He dashed and weaved through the deadly projectiles, narrowly avoiding them by mere centimeters.

Terry knew he couldn’t rely solely on his speed to evade these relentless attacks forever. He needed a plan, and fast, if he was going to turn the tide in this battle against the overlord.

Terry, with a quick change of strategy, abruptly turned on his heel and sprinted in the opposite direction of the dragon’s flight path. His footsteps pounded on the fragmented surface of the floating island, gaining momentum as he propelled himself forward.

As he neared the silver dragon, Terry leaped high into the air, his muscles coiled like springs. He aimed to close the distance between him and the overlord and confront it head-on.

The silver dragon lunged at Terry with a vicious intent to swallow him whole. Its gaping maw, filled with rows of menacing teeth, snapped shut just inches away from its target. However, Terry’s quick thinking saved him from a gruesome fate. In a flash, he transformed his weapon into the Warhammer and swung it forcefully, landing a precise blow on the wounded area of the dragon’s forehead.

The monster winced, the pain evident in its reaction, but the damage was minimal. Despite this, the force of Terry’s strike propelled him upward, narrowly escaping the beast’s maw as it snapped shut with a thunderous clang.

As Terry soared through the air, he found himself encircled by a deadly barrage of metallic spears. The silver dragon had unleashed its deadly arsenal, launching the lethal projectiles from all directions, attempting to impale Terry from every conceivable angle.

In a frantic response, Terry summoned his elemental powers, manifesting Fire Swords around him. With precise timing, he managed to deflect several of the incoming spears, sending them hurtling away from him in fire parabolas. But he couldn’t deflect them all. Some of the spears found their mark, slamming into his back and piercing through his armor, causing agonizing pain as they bit into his flesh.

Terry winced and hissed in pain as he forcibly pulled the metallic spears from his back. Blood trickled from the wounds, staining his armor as a testament to his resilience. With grim determination, he pushed through the pain, ripping out the last of the embedded.

He knew he had to get back to the safety of the floating island. With a powerful kick aimed at the dragon’s face, he propelled himself toward the island. However, despite his effort, the kick didn’t seem to cause any substantial damage to the formidable overlord.

Draconium Spear- Lv 00 (0/10 EXP) (Magic)

Attack Power: 50

Durability: 50/50

"... How is it fair that a beast like this can fire weapons like this?" Terry thought.

Terry’s heart pounded as the massive silver dragon changed its trajectory, hurtling directly at him with incredible speed. He didn’t have time to think or formulate a plan; he had only seconds to react.

The colossal silver dragon, slammed into the floating island with devastating force. The entire landmass shattered into countless fragments, plummeting towards the endless expanse of clouds below. Terry had no choice but to leap into the sky, kicking off the crumbling island with all his might.

He soared through the air, a lone figure against the backdrop of the cloud-covered abyss, until he managed to reach the nearest floating island. Gasping for breath and his heart racing, Terry clung to the rocky surface, grateful for his survival.

As the colossal silver dragon turned its attention back to Terry, it couldn’t anticipate the rapidity with which he responded. Terry deftly nocked three of the metallic spears at once, a determined glint in his eyes.

The overlord continued its charge, flying directly at Terry, but the archer was ready. With a powerful draw of his bowstring, Terry unleashed the trio of spears with unerring accuracy. The projectiles streaked towards the dragon, their tips gleaming menacingly as they closed the distance.

Terry’s spears pierced through the barrage of spears the dragon had launched. They struck the monster’s forehead once more, causing a series of brilliant detonations. The shockwaves rocked the dragon.

Terry acted swiftly, transforming his versatile weapon into a gleaming spear, and with a determined focus, he invoked the power of Gungnir. The enchanted spear shot into the sky with incredible speed, tracing a path of light against the backdrop of the floating islands. As it reached its zenith, it began its steep descent, descending like a comet aimed at its target.

With pinpoint accuracy, the spear struck the wounded forehead of the monstrous silver dragon. Upon impact, the overlord let out a tremendous, bone-chilling roar of pain and fury that echoed across the skies and through the endless clouds. Smoke and fire erupted from the wound as the spear embedded itself deeply into the beast’s forehead, causing further havoc and disarray.

In the midst of its agonizing roar, the silver dragon abruptly fell silent, its luminous eyes fixing intently on Terry. Every fiber of Terry’s being screamed in warning, signaling the imminent danger that lurked in the air. And then, it happened with a swiftness that defied comprehension.

In the blink of an eye, the colossal silver dragon parted its immense jaws, unleashing a torrential cannon of raw, unbridled mana. The energy surged forth with cataclysmic force, its sheer power obliterating the entire island upon which Terry stood. The once-sturdy landmass shattered and disintegrated in the face of this devastating assault, reduced to scattered debris that scattered across the vast expanse of the open sky. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

As Terry propelled himself backward with every ounce of strength he could muster, his desperate bid to escape the all-consuming fury of the silver dragon’s cataclysmic mana cannon fell tragically short. Despite his valiant efforts, his left leg remained ensnared within the relentless onslaught of the monstrous attack.

In that heart-wrenching moment, suspended in the air, his vision locked onto his own leg. Horror coursed through him as he beheld the grotesque transformation that was befalling his once-vital limb. What had once been flesh and bone was now an ashen, charcoal-like abomination. The searing heat of the mana cannon had rendered it into a nightmarish relic of itself, rapidly disintegrating into oblivion.

The torment that ripped through Terry’s consciousness was beyond description. Agony, raw and unyielding, flooded his senses. It was as though his very soul had been thrust into the heart of an inferno, with no reprieve from the torment. An anguished cry, wrung from the depths of his suffering, shattered the silence of the battlefield.

As the last vestiges of his leg crumbled into ashy nothingness, Terry grappled with the nightmarish reality of his situation. The malevolent power of the overlord’s assault had exacted a devastating toll.

"Now you have done it..." Terry muttered while sweating cold.