Online Game: I Have A 100\% Drop Rate - Chapter 254: Death of the Forsaken General, The General’s Items

Chapter 254: Chapter 254: Death of the Forsaken General, The General’s Items

Powerful Fireball! Torrent of Lightning! Vines of Torment! Blood Beams!

Without hesitation, Leon raised his staff and unleashed everything he had at the moving debris, fire, lightning, vines, and a beam all crashing into the same spot in an attempt to suppress whatever was about to emerge.

For a moment, it seemed to work. But then the figure rose.

Slowly, steadily, the [Forsaken General] pushed through the rubble, its body damaged, its armor cracked and broken in several places, yet its presence still intact.

The damage it had taken was simply not enough to bring it down.

Leon’s expression tightened as he realized there was no more room for hesitation.

He couldn’t keep his distance anymore. If he wanted to end this, he had to go in.

With a powerful step forward, he dashed toward the general, closing the distance in an instant as he raised his sword and struck with everything he had.

The blade connected.

A deep crack spread across the general’s armor as Leon’s attack tore into it, finally breaking through its defense and leaving a visible wound, the impact strong enough to stagger the monster slightly.

But Leon didn’t stop there. He kept attacking.

Again and again, his sword came down with relentless force, striking the same areas, widening the damage, pushing the general further as its body struggled to respond under the continuous assault.

For a brief moment, it looked like it was working.

The general’s aura flickered, its movements slowing, its form destabilizing as if it was finally reaching its limit.

And then—

“…Death…”

The word came out low and distorted, barely audible, yet filled with something heavy enough to make Leon’s instincts scream.

Before he could react, a sharp pain exploded through his body.

He looked down. The general’s blade had pierced straight through him.

It had been trapped under the rubble, unable to move properly, yet even in that state, it had found a way to strike, the sword driven clean through Leon’s torso, breaking through his armor and lodging itself deep within him.

Blood spilled out instantly. For a fraction of a second, everything slowed.

And then—

“…FUCK YOU!”

Leon roared, his grip tightening around his weapon as he forced his body to move despite the damage, ignoring the pain completely as he swung his sword one last time with everything he had left.

The blade cut through. Clean.

The head of the [Forsaken General] separated from its body, the massive figure finally going still as the last of its presence faded away.

Ding!

[You have killed “Forsaken General (Boss)”]

Silence followed. It was over. He had done it.

[100% Drop Rate has triggered…]

As Leon had already consumed a portion of the essences he gathered from the [Forsaken Knights], his [Storage Space] had just enough room left to receive the new items.

They were transferred instantly without falling onto the battlefield, which was a small relief considering the state he was currently in.

Still, he didn’t even get the chance to check any of it.

“Urgh…”

Leon groaned as a violent cough escaped his throat, blood spilling out as his body swayed uncontrollably.

He dropped backward, barely managing to stop himself by driving his sword into the ground and using it as support, forcing himself to remain on his knees instead of collapsing completely.

He took a slow, heavy breath, his vision blurring at the edges as a wave of dizziness hit him, the adrenaline that had kept him moving until now finally beginning to fade as the reality of his condition caught up to him all at once.

His gaze lowered toward his torso, and what he saw made his expression harden immediately.

The wound left by the [Forsaken General] was far worse than he initially thought, the blade having pierced clean through him and left behind a deep, critical injury that was still pouring blood at an alarming rate, staining his armor and the ground beneath him without any sign of slowing down.

“…Damn… he really got me good,” Leon muttered under his breath.

The general had known it wouldn’t survive, and instead of trying to defend itself or escape, it had chosen to deliver a final, lethal strike.

One that would take its opponent down with it if given the chance, and if Leon had hesitated even slightly after that, he would have been the one lying dead on the ground instead.

Without wasting more time, Leon reached into his [Storage Space] and pulled out his last remaining [Healing Potion], holding it in his hand for a brief second as he stared at it, fully aware of what it meant to use it now.

’If I get injured again after this… I won’t have anything left to heal,’ he thought, his grip tightening slightly around the bottle before he let out a quiet breath.

“Doesn’t matter,” he muttered, already making his decision.

Gulp!

He drank the potion in one go, feeling the familiar surge of energy spread through his body as the effects activated, the pain dulling slightly as the wound began to close, though not completely, the damage simply too severe for the potion to fully heal in one use.

The bleeding slowed down significantly, and the injury stabilized enough for him to move, but it was far from gone, and Leon could already tell that pushing his body too much in this state would only make things worse.

He swayed slightly as he forced himself to stand, his legs unsteady for a moment before he regained his balance, his breathing still heavy as he lowered his head and looked toward the corpse of the [Forsaken General].

Its body lay motionless on the ground, head separated from the rest, the dark aura that once surrounded it completely gone, leaving behind nothing but a lifeless shell of what had once been one of the strongest entities in the entire [Forsaken City].

It was almost hard to believe.

A boss that stood at the peak of this place, a being that commanded an entire legion and struck fear into everything around it, had just been killed by a player whose [Combat Power] hadn’t even reached one million.

There was a strange irony in that, and Leon knew very well that without the circumstances aligning the way they did.

Without the spiders, the collapsing building, and the timing of everything, he would never have been able to win this fight.

“…Lucky,” he muttered quietly, not denying it for even a second.

He then turned his head toward the direction where the [Fire Silk Spider] had been buried under the rubble and let out a small sigh, already knowing what he would find even without checking.

’I’m not digging through all that… not in this state,’ he thought, dismissing the idea immediately.

Even if there were valuable items there, staying in this area any longer was far too dangerous, especially with his current condition.

The last thing he wanted was for more [Spiders of Darkness] to show up while he could barely stand properly.

Without hesitation, Leon turned away from the battlefield, pushing himself forward despite the lingering pain as he climbed onto a nearby rooftop.

Then he immediately started moving away from the [Mother’s Area] as fast as his body would allow.

Only after putting enough distance between himself and that place did he finally slow down, making sure no enemies were nearby before opening his [Storage Space] to check everything he had gathered.