Reborn with Infinite System Points, I Can Directly Change Item's Value-Chapter 42 --Entering the Boneforest

The air within the Boneforest felt thick and viscous.

Standing at the crossroads, John looked ahead and saw that the ground was an eerie crimson red.

The soil here was constantly oozing blood, and that blood was toxic—deadly toxic blood.

Even the plants were equally grotesque.

True to its name, the trees grew in segmented stretches like towering skeletons.

The sight alone was enough to make one’s skin crawl.

John stepped forward and set foot on the blood-soaked earth.

[You have entered a toxic zone. You are now Poisoned.]

[While Poisoned, you lose 100 HP per second.]

The most terrifying thing about the Boneforest was its ability to drain a player’s HP without end.

Anyone entering this place had to keep a close eye on their health, or they might die from poison while grinding monsters.

If it were any other player, they probably would not have made it more than a few steps before being poisoned to death.

But John could ignore that completely.

Among the many talents he had fused, there was one S-rank talent in particular: Body of Restoration.

That talent restored 300 HP per second, allowing him to completely negate the poison effect.

And that was not all.

To prevent the poison damage from stacking in case he encountered monsters with poison-based talents, John had also specially prepared a batch of A-rank healing potions he had personally refined.

All of them had been enhanced after modifying their values.

A single bottle could restore 10% of his HP per second for half an hour.

There was no need to worry about collapsing from poison within the Boneforest.

John walked beneath the lightless canopy of the Boneforest.

As he advanced, information about the creatures of this region surfaced in his mind.

"Most of the monsters here are saprophytic undead.

Their bodies are mainly made of rotten flesh and white bone.

They are basically immune to pain, and their HP is fairly high.

The most troublesome part is that they are extremely good at camouflage. They often hide in pools of blood or cling to these whitebone trees.

Without a dedicated detection skill, it would be very difficult for players to spot where they are hiding."

Using Detection over and over while scanning his surroundings, John continued deeper into the forest.

He had advanced only a few hundred steps when suddenly—

The ground beneath his feet split open, sending a spray of bloody water straight at him.

"Ghhhhh!"

John’s expression shifted slightly. He raised a hand and shattered the bloody splash.

When he looked closely, he saw that seven or eight rotting corpses had lunged out from below.

John instantly blinked backward to widen the distance, then tossed a Detection at them.

[Bloodmire Corpse]

[Skill]: Venomblood Strike

[Description]: Monsters that have soaked in blood for years. They like to ambush—

...

Looking at those corpses, their flesh heavily rotted away after prolonged immersion in blood, John frowned slightly.

Such trash stats.

Yet their appearance was disgusting enough.

As the Bloodmire Corpses lunged at him again, John casually raised his hand and threw a knife.

[-49,000!]

[-49,000!]

Terrifying damage numbers burst forth.

In an instant, the Bloodmire Corpses were annihilated.

[You have slain Bloodmire Corpse x7. EXP +210,000, silver coins +10!]

[You have plundered the B-rank skill: Venomblood Strike!]

...

After dealing with those Bloodmire Corpses, John continued onward.

Before long, he encountered another kind of monster known as the Bonebranch Hangwraith.

These creatures looked like mummified corpses hanging from bone trees, their bodies bound to the trunks by twisting branches.

They were almost completely fused with the bone trees.

If an ordinary player came across them, they would never think they were living creatures.

And because they hung high up in the trees, they were even harder to notice.

Unfortunately, they had chosen the wrong target this time.

John had already been on guard. As he passed through the area where several Bonebranch Hangwraiths were concealed, he struck first, driving a throwing knife straight into their chests.

[-37,000!]

[-37,000!]

Several Bonebranch Hangwraiths crashed to the ground.

They turned into John’s EXP, along with a B-rank camouflage talent.

As John ventured deeper still, ordinary monsters like the Bonebranch Hangwraith and Bloodmire Corpse had all but disappeared.

This was now the deeper region of the Boneforest.

Any monster encountered here would definitely be elite-grade.

At the same time, the poison damage in this area had risen from 100 per second to 300.

John took out a healing potion and drank it in advance.

There was not much tension in his heart as his gaze swept over the deeper forest around him.

"Where exactly is that platinum-grade Boss of the Boneforest hiding?"

Just then, a tall figure suddenly appeared ahead of him.

Its appearance was hideously twisted.

It stood over two meters tall, its body covered in dense stitching marks, as though it had been pieced together from a heap of corpses.

The most horrifying part was its chest. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

It was stuffed with writhing bones and severed limbs.

Whoosh!

The creature’s right hand swung down with a bone blade, carrying a chill with it.

Its left hand wielded a meat hammer, bloody and grotesque.

John blinked away to dodge the slash and immediately cast Detection on it.

...

[Riftmaw Stitcher] Lv.35

[Skill]: Flash Slash

...

Almost the very instant John blinked aside—

the Riftmaw Stitcher raised its bone blade again.

The next moment, it blinked forward as well.

John’s eyes shifted slightly as he activated the Godshadow talent, entering stealth.

[Miss!]

While in stealth, he could ignore physical attacks.

Then, John drew his dagger and drove it straight into the creature’s split-open, nauseating chest.

[-43,313!]

A horrifying damage value erupted.

Before the Riftmaw Stitcher could even react, its HP had already been driven to the brink.

The intense pain, combined with the fact that it could no longer find John’s position, sent it into a frenzy, wildly hacking at everything around it. Large numbers of whitebone trees were chopped down by its attacks.

It looked completely like a helpless berserker.

John stood to one side and observed calmly, making no move to finish it off.

"Since elite-grade monsters have appeared, that means there is absolutely more than one nearby.

This Riftmaw Stitcher was probably sent out first to test how many tricks I have."

He continuously cast Detection around the area.

And sure enough, he managed to uncover several elite monsters hidden in the shadows.

To his left, several more Riftmaw Stitchers lay in ambush. One of them was noticeably larger and of a higher level—Level 39.

Clearly, it was the leader of this pack of Riftmaw Stitchers.

As for the right side, there was another kind of elite monster.

...

[Bonewood Symbiote] Lv.37

[Skill]: Whitebone Entanglement

...

John stared at the Bonewood Symbiote.

Its body was almost indistinguishable from the whitebone tree beside it.

But on closer inspection, there were still subtle differences.

The surface of an ordinary whitebone tree was pure bone, with no flesh at all.

But the bark of the Bonewood Symbiote was covered in a thin layer of dried, hardened flesh.

And on its trunk, there was also an almost imperceptible slit.

From within that slit, he could vaguely sense a gaze sweeping over the surroundings.

John raised his dagger, his eyes turning cold.

"So all of you enjoy ambushing people that much? Then today, you can have a taste of being ambushed yourselves."

In an instant, he activated Phantom Blink and appeared behind the Riftmaw Stitchers hidden in the darkness.