CHAPTER 86: TAKING DOWN ANOTHER EPIC-CLASS MONSTER

Travelling in a vast open field is a gigantic monster that will scare the shit out of any ascender that will have the fortune, or better yet, the misfortune of meeting it, said misfortune in the form of a towering, feline creature of white fur with black stripes on it, appearing like a white shadow as it dashes through like it does not have a body weighing a few tons or so.

And in this monster’s hand, a proof that yet another ascender was unfortunate enough to meet their demise with its paws, and yet surprisingly, despite the seemingly invincible form of the beast, it still feels weak as the consequences of this hunt.

Weaker will this White Tiger feel though as it finally reaches its abode, dropping the sword-wielding hand on the ground deciding to play with it later as it feels like it needs to recover itself as fast as possible because if not, those three other monsters the same level as itself might take this chance for them to feast on its own flesh.

While falling asleep thinking that the most dangerous threat to its life right now is those three who has the same strength as itself, what it wasn’t aware of is that those three also have the same thoughts in their mind before they were torn apart and killed by a bipedal creature wielding a jet-black sword with the capability to grow himself into a giant that can measure up to some of them in terms of size.

What’s even worse is the fact that it fails to realize, that is that the greatest threat in its own life right now is lying right next to itself as it sleeps, silently waiting for the most optimal moment to strike it down.

Lying right next to this monstrosity that would set even the leaders of the Six Great Legia into despair should they encounter it when they are still on the second floor of the tower, is a pair, a hand and a jet-black sword that is shivering, not from the loss of its master but rather from the excitement of being able to devour yet another Epic-class Monster.

’It doesn’t have any effect anymore but Evil Fang sure loves drinking blood of these high-ranking creatures...’ the owner of the hand holding the sword thought to himself as from the stump of the forearm, cellular regeneration starts at its earnest, silently forging a new set of bones, then organs, muscles, nerves, blood vessels then skin within a matter of a few minutes, the appearance of the heroic young man’s new body not different from his previous one in the slightest.

"Hahaha, who would’ve guessed that playing dead would be this effective of a method against this little kitty?" looking at the White Tiger currently lying on the ground defenseless as it sleeps, the young man said to himself in a slightly hushed voice as he doesn’t want to wake this Epic-class Monster right now.

’That’s hard to deal with even for me...’ recalling the phasing ability this White Tiger has, Azrael couldn’t help but shake his head as while on the way here, being carried by the White Tiger as nothing more than a hand, he tries of thinking of ways to deal with it if he wouldn’t do it like this, but there’s just no way that he thought of something not related to him being even faster than he currently is.

"But damn, that sure does hurt a lot..." he mutters as he raises the sword in his hand, intending to plunge it deep into this monster’s head, aiming for the brain rather than the heart, his action being interrupted as he noticed the wide-open eyes of the White Tiger, still reeling in shock as it watches in terror having the creature who it just killed previously back and alive again, seemingly still in a great condition.

"Too late!!!" seeing the White Tiger gradually going incorporeal, the young man then swiftly plunges the Evil Fang Sword into the monster’s head, this interrupting the phasing as it shrieks from the immense headache it just starts feeling.

Not to mention this little pain from having its brain pierced with a sword though, it would be in for an even greater amount as the moment that the sword was lodged into its head, said sword immediately starts using its innate ability to devour life force to weaken the injured White Tiger even more, the Epic-class Monster roaring in agony as it feels its own life slipping away from itself and moving towards the black sword driven into its head.

Meanwhile, seeing this, the owner of the sword merely looks at the monster ruthlessly as he watches its fur gradually losing its luster after just a few moments of the Evil Fang Sword absorbing its life force, the sword in his hand finishing the meal in just a few more moments.

[The ascender already reaches the limit of stats for the current floor, due to this, the life force absorbed by the Evil Fang Sword will go solely to the weapon, increasing its rate of growth]

[Detected that the equipment: Evil Fang Sword has reached a level cap, the ascender needs to fulfill all the requirements given in order to promote the growth-type equipment to the next grade]

Seeing these two notifications after allowing the Evil Fang Sword to absorb the White Tiger’s entire life force, Azrael then kneels right on the monster’s belly, plunging the sword here as he searches for some good stuff that he will use himself, this good stuff revealing itself to be fist size glowing orb that radiates immense life force from it.

Fortunately for him, the Evil Fang Sword doesn’t seem to have the ability to absorb this thing, otherwise, he would also be fighting for these resources against this greedy, yet ever so reliable treasured weapon of his.

But still, it is through its innate absorbing property that he absorbs this thing, hence why he is certain that even if the Evil Fang Sword is capable of absorbing it, it wouldn’t be so greedy as to take a share of it from him.

[Detected that the weapon: Evil Fang Sword absorbs the life force of an Epic-class Monster: Ascended Demi-White Tiger. Monster’s Life Core is also absorbed]

[Detected that the ascender absorbs an Epic-class Life Core, the ascender’s stats limit is increased by one percent]