Apocalypse Healer - Path of Death-Chapter 16B2 - Warfare

He studied the battlefield for a moment, assessing the damage done to the surroundings. Afterward, he focused on the lifeforce all around him before proceeding with the next step.

David invested his remaining Attribute Points.

[Two Attribute Points have been used to enhance the User’s Mind.]

Lowest(-)(Intermediate) → Lowest(+)(Intermediate)

[One Attribute Point has been used to enhance the User’s Soul.]

Low(+)(Intermediate) → Middle(-)(Intermediate)

He felt the changes happening to him and embraced them, closing his eyes for a minute. Manifesting the Obsidian Blade seemed plausible, but David ultimately decided against it. He kept the soulbound weapon in the Berserk Giant’s body and opened his eyes again.

His heart beat wildly at the thought of charging into the bloody chaos of battle, yet the idea of ruling the battlefield filled him with exhilaration.

He shifted to the Quetzalcoatlus and the Tyrannosaur, frowning as the Giants dealt the finishing blow to the winged creature, beheading the Quetzalcoatlus. The Tyrannosaur, however, was still alive, albeit seriously wounded. David leaped forward and cast [Blessing] on himself and the Tyrannosaur once it was within range. He followed up with a weak bloody projectile attached with [Blood Patch].

The projectile struck the Tyrannosaur’s hide without inflicting any damage, but [Blood Patch]’s mark had been imprinted. David cast [Restore] and [Healing Light] through the mark, preserving the Tyrannosaur’s lifeforce.

“That should be enough,” he muttered, watching as the crimson-mantled predator snapped at a Giant, biting its arm off.

David felt his connection with the Tyrannosaur and cast [Restore] once more before turning away. As he did, the surrounding noises crashed down on him, threatening to swallow him whole. He licked his lips, his wildly drumming heart overshadowing the chaos around him. His smile widened, and he glanced at the others, firing bloody projectiles to mark them with [Blood Patch].

Locating and healing them would be much easier this way, David thought, shifting slightly as the ground around him tremored.

He looked up to see the heavily armored—and stealthy—Brachiosaur appear beside him. His smile widened. The Brachiosaur probably didn’t notice him, but he would make sure that changed. David cast [Healing Light], mending the small scratches on its massive body, hoping the creature wouldn’t retaliate with violence as he leaped into the air.

David cast [Blood Aegis] beneath him and kicked off, reaching the Brachiosaur’s back.

The Brachiosaur shuddered as [Healing Light] enveloped it, but the monster didn’t attack him when he landed. Brachiosaurs weren’t predators like the Tyrannosaur or Velociraptors, and David had been certain it accidentally squashed Torb. Sure, it had nearly cost the dwarf his life, but David couldn’t dwell on that now. He could ignore it as long as the Brachiosaur allowed him to remain in elevated position, where he could survey the massive clearing in the center of the prehistoric valley.

A river flowed to the left, and towering trees loomed to the right. Lifeforms filled the valley, but the most potent lifeforce signals were gathered here, David concluded quickly, channeling more blood into his eyes to observe the battles below.

David’s eyes caught Zachariah in motion near the Allosaur. The massive beast was covered in burn marks and large projectiles—that put ordinary arrows to shame—but it kept rampaging. The regressor accelerated, rushed past the Allosaur, and released several silver flashes, severing a Giant’s left leg before proceeding. David saw Zachariah hurl something at another Giant, who cleaved it midair before it could hit.

The object shattered, and its contents splashed over the Giant’s chest. Only then did David realize what it was—the poison Zachariah had concocted earlier.

A pained roar resounded, and David watched in shock as smoke oozed from the Giant’s body. His stomach lurched as the Giant began clawing at its chest, ripping out skin and the flesh beneath.

Zachariah’s blades flashed as he slashed at the Giant’s calves. The massive creature toppled to the ground, and Zachariah moved on to the next target without hesitation. The first Giant, legless and desperate, hurled several human-sized icicles at Zachariah, but every attack missed him by a length.

David’s heart leaped out of his chest as the Allosaur reached the first injured Giant. Icicles of massive size burst from its body, impaling the magic-wielding Giant repeatedly, even after David could no longer sense life from it. The other Giant, its chest still coated in acid—David swore he would never make Zachariah an enemy—continued screaming, tearing at its own flesh until a black projectile and dozens of spikes struck it hard.

Was that… David’s eyes narrowed as his attention shifted to a small horde of heavy-armored beasts. Their backs and tails were coated in plates resembling frills, with spikes jutting from their armor. He watched the monsters release those spikes faster than most Giants could ready their bows or cast magic. David furrowed his brow, trying to sense something unusual about the spikes. They might have contained aether, but he felt nothing. The realization unsettled him.

As the battle continued, David cast [Blessing] on more targets, including the Brachiosaur. His heart raced as the massive herbivore returned to the battlefield. The chaos made scanning the surroundings harder—but it also thrilled him. He spread [Healing Light] into the area, ignoring how the skill’s healing output increased drastically. David used the Skill Rune again, watching as a sphere of [Healing Light] formed before him. He willed it to move, feeling the strain but relishing the surge of power.

David squinted and cast [Healing Light] several more times, creating multiple spheres that moved in all directions. He attached the spheres to his targets, healing them and anyone he considered an ally.

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Tier advancement, he realized and smiled even as one of the [Blood Patch] connections stirred. Someone was in danger.

He looked toward a completely devastated area on his right. Dozens of craters scarred the land, and explosions continued wreaking havoc. Among the wreckage, he spotted a few mangled corpses—mostly of dinosaurs. Finally, he found the men he’d been searching for: Torb charging a blue-skinned Giant and Melach conjuring his signature wind spears.

The blue-skinned Giant was already severely wounded, but it fought valiantly, making everything it touched explode. Torb crushed the Giant’s foot, but the massive creature retaliated, causing an explosion around its feet.

Damn, David thought, narrowing his eyes. He used [Restore] through the mark to heal Torb, then overclocked [Blessing] and cast it on both Torb and Melach. He manifested several shields to protect Torb, but the dwarf was too far away. Instead, David sent more healing energy to both of them, hoping Torb would hold out long enough. Either Melach would need to unleash a stronger attack, or the blue-skinned Giant would have to bleed to death.

But could Melach do it, or would he overdo it again? David didn’t know. He retrieved one vial of Blood Secrum Poison and overclocked [Blood Bullet]. Removing the cork, he murmured Words of Power as he compressed the bloody projectile until it fit inside the vial. Once inside, the crimson liquid Zachariah had prepared merged into the bullet. It took only a few moments, but those moments drained him.

Upgrading Mind was a good call, he thought, wiping sweat from his forehead. More Words of Power slipped from his lips, granting him deeper access to the Law of Blood. He applied the law and augmented [Blood Bullet]’s power, reinforcing the potency of Blood Secrum Poison.

David took a deep breath, steadied his aim, and released the projectile as the final Word of Power left his mouth.

[Blood Bullet] whipped through the air at incredible speed, leaving a crimson trail. It struck the target—not in the eyes, as he had originally intended, but in a deep claw wound that hadn’t stopped bleeding. The bullet pierced the flesh, and David released his concentration, unleashing the compressed mass of blood and poison.

The blue-skinned Giant screamed and spun around, its legs suddenly giving out. David watched as the creature roared weakly, its life force fading until only a husk remained.

Only seconds had passed, but the mighty Giant was no more. David’s eyes widened, his hair standing on end as a kill notification popped up a moment later.

[You have defeated Giant Shaman of Destruco (Silver II) of the Tribe of Truho.]

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“What the hell?” he muttered, staring at the empty vial in his hands. “I… should stay on Zachariah’s good side...”

Despite being wounded, the Giant Shaman was a resilient creature with an abundance of lifeforce. Yet a single vial of Blood Secrum Poison had been enough to kill the injured Giant within seconds. David shuddered, feeling an odd mixture of excitement and respect surging through his chest.

“If it’s like that…” David took a deep breath, patting his racing heart as he accessed the Law of Blood once more. He cast [Blood Bullet] over a dozen times, compressing the projectiles at will. Two unsealed vials of Blood Secrum Poison appeared in his hands. David invoked the Words of Power, tapping deeper into the Law of Blood, and dipped the blood bullets into the vials. He soaked the projectiles, merging the poison into the blood and carefully distributing it throughout.

It was draining, but also exhilarating. He steadied his breathing, circulated Blood through his eyes, and locked onto a dozen targets—injured Giants who were still fighting valiantly, troubling the prehistoric defenders of their verdant valley.

Once the targets were set, David attacked, the projectiles leaving crimson trails that briefly painted the air before screams shattered the moment. Most of the bullets struck true, hitting wounds and inflicting devastating damage. One projectile missed its mark, grazing unscathed skin, but the results still made David’s heart pound with satisfaction.

Watching the drastic shifts in the targets’ life signals was terrifying but also exhilarated him. A smile tugged at his lips as a realization dawned.

Even Silver-Rank Giants—these mighty warriors—were powerless against true power.

David suspected the poison’s potency came from Zachariah’s blood, a chilling thought he quickly shoved aside. None of that mattered now—not when the results spoke for themselves. His focus narrowed to the power he wielded on the battlefield: to heal, protect, and kill.

He hurriedly conjured half a dozen more blood projectiles, applying [Blood Patch] to them as he targeted injured dinosaurs in need of healing. David concentrated on the new marks, weaving [Weave of Life] through them. The strain of the repeated process didn’t deter him; he pressed on, determined to heal and dominate the battlefield.

But it failed. Gritting his teeth, David recast [Restore] and conjured several more bullets. This time, he changed his approach. The bullets struck the corpses of fallen Giants instead of allies, engraving [Blood Patch]’s mark on them.

David attempted to drain Essence from the marks, but it didn’t work as intended. Frustrated, he huffed and turned to the next available source of Essence to replenish his reserves.

Yet instead of seeking the closest Giant corpse, he tapped into the unused Essence that had accumulated in his own body. Since joining the battle, more Origin Essence had settled within him, but it merely made him feel slightly stronger. Was that really all Origin Essence was capable of? David doubted it. It wasn’t enough.

He craved more. He needed more.

David’s gaze swept across the battlefield—pain, chaos, and destruction stretched endlessly in every direction. Blood pooled around mangled corpses, and the air reeked of death. His chest tightened. Driven by his hunger for power, he cast [Dao Comprehension] using Origin Essence, the desire for more surging through him.

It was only his second time using the Legacy Skill, but something felt different this time. Words of Power he had never heard before flooded his mind, and he spoke them aloud. They were stronger. Potent. Better.

As the words poured from him, David felt a surge of control, as if he were finally seizing the reins of his life—of his progress. His vision turned crimson, and the world around him transformed. Details he had never noticed unraveled before his eyes, and he shuddered upon realizing that not even the crimson motes in others were spared from his sight.

He could see everything. He could sense it all, as though power radiated from him in waves.

The Brachiosaur stirred uneasily, releasing a distressed bleat.

“You don’t like that?” David asked, patting the massive herbivore. “I see. Thanks for protecting me.”

It stirred again, but he paid no further attention to the enormous creature. Instead, he focused on the tremor within his Source, a smile spreading across his face as he began moving toward the center of the prehistoric valley.

More Origin Essence awaited him there.