Multiversal Livestreaming System : I Can Copy My Viewers Skills-Chapter 41: Kravash the Club-Breaker (3)

'Odd... in my last life, this mutated goblin didn't exist…'

Something had definitely been altered by the [True Body] status!

But this wasn't the time to dwell on it.

The goblin lunged.

Adam reacted.

[Select Viewer Skill to Copy]

A system prompt flashed before his eyes.

Bird Hunter.

[Temporary Copy has been activated…]

[Due to low level and low rank, skill picking will be randomized…]

Another chime.

[Temporary Copy is successful!]

[Temporarily Copied: Target Execution!]

[Reducing Target Execution to its F-tier version…]

[Target Execution has been reduced to Target Prey.]

[Temporary Copy: Target Prey (30 Second Duration)]

[Target Prey]: Facing a single enemy increases attack damage by 20%.

The mutated goblin swung its massive claw.

The sheer force behind it sent dust and pebbles flying as Adam leapt to the side.

He landed smoothly, barely missing the blow, before slashing forward with his dagger.

His blade connected...

Only for a deafening clang to ring out!

The goblin's natural armor had absorbed the attack!

Adam clicked his tongue.

Before he could retreat, the goblin twisted its body unnaturally fast and sent its knee straight into his gut.

CRACK!

Adam felt his ribs creak as he was launched backward.

He skidded across the stone floor, blood pooling at the edges of his lips.

The goblin roared and charged again.

Adam wiped the blood away and exhaled.

[Body Blood Magic]

The blood on the battlefield responded.

Dark-red tendrils of liquid steel shot up from the ground, forming jagged spikes that lunged at the charging monster.

The goblin snarled, twisting its body to avoid the first few, but Adam guided the blood with precision, sending the spears crashing into its exposed flank.

The mutated goblin staggered, but even with fresh wounds, it refused to fall.

It was oddly durable despite how seemingly soft its mutating flesh looked.

From above, Kravash watched.

He stood atop the fortress ruins, unmoving.

His grin was still plastered across his face, as if watching something amusing unfold.

Why wasn't he interfering?

Adam didn't have time to think about it.

The goblin roared once more, swinging its claws in a wild frenzy, tearing through anything in its path.

Adam barely ducked under the first strike, pivoting to the side as the next one came down.

He needed an opening.

A thought flickered through his mind...

His body started mutating!

Suddenly, Adam was no longer a human.

He was turning into something much larger!

A monstrous figure, clad in dark, jagged armor, a towering giant wielding a massive axe.

The mutated goblin hesitated as he saw Adam turn into a massive monster...

Its primal instincts screamed at it to defend itself.

With a snarl, it raised both arms in a desperate attempt to block the colossal axe that was about to cleave it in half.

And yet—

No attack came...

The goblin's arms remained raised, its body tensed bracing for a strike that never arrived.

It was an illusion casted by [Surreal Creation]!

Adam wasn't in front of it...

He was behind!

[Prankster of Kingdom has donated 200 coins]

[Prankster of Kingdoms approves of the use of his ability!]

[Experienced Old Knight] : Cowardly ability...

[Prankster of Kingdoms sneers at the old knight]

[Frog Eater] : Seriously, the livestreamer is too overpowered... I wonder what would happen if a strong viewer came!

[5th Style Sword Master] : There is already one.

[Frog Eater] : What?! Where?!

[5th Style Sword Master] : Me.

[Frog Eater] : ...

The real Adam had used the split-second distraction to slip behind the mutated goblin's exposed back, his hands already weaving crimson threads through the air.

[Body Blood Magic].

Blood spears pierced forward!

Dozens of sharpened crimson lances erupted from the ground and tore through the mutated goblin's back, puncturing its flesh, slicing through muscle, and skewering its insides like a puppet on a hundred needles.

The goblin let out a strangled, high-pitched screech as the blood-red spikes pinned it in place.

It thrashed, trying to free itself, but the spears twisted deeper, locking its massive body into place.

Adam didn't stop.

With a flick of his wrist, the blood spears expanded, forcing the goblin's own weight against them.

The sound of tearing flesh and cracking bones filled the battlefield.

And then...

A final, sickening crunch!

The mutated goblin's body collapsed.

It hit the ground, its massive frame twitching once before going still.

The red glow in its eyes flickered… then vanished.

A notification appeared in Adam's vision.

[Mutated Goblin has been slain]

[+730 Exp, +0.11 Basic Soul Core.]

[+20 Gold.]

The battlefield fell silent.

The only sound was the slow, steady drip of blood pooling beneath the fallen beast.

Adam exhaled, rolling his shoulders.

The power from [Target Prey] was fading, but it had done its job...

He glanced up, expecting Kravash to be furious.

Instead, the goblin general was still smiling.

And that grin...

It was wider than before.

Adam steadied his grip on his dagger, ready to lunge forward and end it before whatever was coming could unfold—

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Then Kravash spoke.

"You... are worthy!"

A wave of energy erupted.

A cold, oppressive force rushed over the battlefield like a violent tide.

It was ancient and raw... something deeper than just magic.

Adam's body tensed as a system notification forced itself into his vision.

[Floor 1 Boss Authority has activated.]

[You have been affected by <Mind Ravage>.]

[Your mind will grow more violent and unstable as the battle progresses!]

Adam's eye twitched.

A sudden irritation flared within him...

Like a dull headache, nagging at the edge of his thoughts.

It wasn't overpowering him yet... but it was there.

A slow, crawling agitation pressing against the back of his skull.

He clenched his jaw.

'So this is a Floor Authority…'

He had heard of them before...

According to those who had survived encounters with the [True Body] versions of dungeon bosses...

A Floor Authority wasn't a skill, nor was it some sort of buff.

It was the embodiment of everything a floor represented.

And the First Floor was built upon one undeniable and primal truth that all animals had—

Unchecked Savagery.

A world where the only law was to fight, to kill, and to survive.

A realm dictated by raw, violent instinct... the foundation of all living creatures!

And now that same primal hunger was creeping into his mind.

Adam flexed his fingers.

He could feel it already...

A slow, burning itch beneath his skin.

A subtle, nagging desire to attack, to rip, and to destroy...