The surge of power hit Erik like a tidal wave breaking through a glass wall. His body trembled as raw energy coursed through his veins, not like the usual warm flow of mana, but like liquid lightning seeking new channels to flood.
The sheer amount of attribute points Erik got was huge, after all.
It felt exhilarating, like diving into a pool of water that rejuvenated every cell in his body. Every ti he breathed, he felt stronger, and his mind turned clearer by the second.
Slowly, the feeling cald down. The energy that had felt overwhelming now flowed easily through his body, finding its natural path.
His breathing beca steady, his heartbeat normal.
Erik looked at the grazing herd.
[With your current mana reserves, Elental Lord should be enough. In truth, it was enough already even before using the attribute points, but you would be left without that much mana, and sothing like that… In a forest on Mur… Let's just say it wouldn't have been very smart.]
Erik nodded. [Just be careful not to miss. These things are still strong enough to resist powerful attacks given how much mana they have, and you can't risk emptying your reserves. There's no need for you to start a physical fight. Even with your higher attributes, facing so many strength-buffed creatures would be impossible.]
Erik nodded again and then turned to look at the thaids. The Kraevyx continued their grazing, oblivious to the attack that was going to be unleashed.
Erik studied the massive creatures before him. The Kraevyx were armored beasts with overlapping scales, powerful bodies close to the ground, and necks that bobbed as they grazed. Sharp teeth and arm-length horns marked them as predators, yet they moved with surprising grace.
Despite his newfound strength, Erik remained wary of these creatures. They had evolved into perfect killing machines, perfectly adapted to Mur's harsh environnt. Though his power had grown, Erik understood that on this lethal continent, he was still the intruder.
About fifty creatures stood scattered across the clearing. As they grazed on the grass, they moved their long necks up and down. Now and then, they would look around for danger with their three eyes.
Erik couldn't bring a lot of at with him. There were just two of them at the base, aning that too much would just spoil. Besides, all that at would attract predators, and that was the main thing Erik wanted to avoid. But for sure needed so at to stash it away in case sothing bad happened.
Besides, he hadn't eaten at for a while and started craving it.
Erik also wanted to use so of the creatures to fertilize the ground where his crops were growing so that whatever grew would get the nutrients needed to grow well without Erik having to inject mana.
The wind swirled at his command, gathering into visible streams of air that twisted and condensed. The mana infused the currents, transforming them from gentle breezes into deadly weapons.
Each stream sharpened into a more and more visible and tangible blade, ready to slice through anything in its path.
Dozens of these wind blades now floated around Erik, their edges as sharp as the finest steel.
But he needed more, at least one per creature, so that he could end the fight quickly and collect the brain crystals and blood from the creature.
Erik was going to keep two, so that he could get the creature's powers for both him and the Chimaeric Demons.
[Be careful, Erik. If those things spot you, and you fail your attack, you will have a lot of problems.]
"I'm trying," he said as he created more wind blades. The amount he could now generate, while maintaining such high power, was incredible.
Erik thought.
The Chimaeric Demons could handle these creatures if their numbers were sufficient, but Erik was unsure how many had survived—or if any had survived at all.
Of course, all of Erik's preparations might be pointless if he and his clone were the only ones who had made it to Mur.
Yet he didn't want to think about it.
[Yeah, it would just make it harder for you to focus on the battle.]
That was, of course, without thinking about the psychological implications of having sent his three lovers to die.
Erik began planning his attack, thanks to the Hydra's head.
The Kraevyx's poor dexterity rating gave him a mobility advantage. Their low intelligence suggested they'd be susceptible to tactical manipulation, but their strength made them fast and lethal.
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