Kael’s HP teetered at 90%, his Lvl 17 fra humming with battle-honed strength, his silver eyes blazing beneath the Shadow Veil Mask.
The forest’s primal energy crackled like a living pulse that fueled the chaos around him. His Abyssal Fang Dagger pulsed, its blade slick with blood and ash, and the Essence Latch fed him faint bursts of stamina.
His system ticked, showing the battle progress but this final wave’s fifty opponents, a mix of Lvl 26–31 Feral Beasts and Primal Warriors, was a nightmare.
Forty-three of them remained—two Golden-Scaled Apes, three Crimson-Eyed Demon Bulls, four Azure Fla Tigers, four Ironback Armored Bears, four Inferno Lions, two Mistveil Cranes, and twenty-four Primal Warriors.
Kael’s smirk twitched, half-crazed. "Fifty’s an overkill, Lord Pagoda. You throwing a party or a funeral?" he muttered, dodging a spear thrust.
An Azure Fla Tiger pounced, its Lvl 30 flas scorching the underbrush. Kael’s Eclipse Step flickered, his form blurring as he dove behind a thick oak, the fire licking his Bloodthread Mantle and exposed skin—[HP: 88%].
He swung onto a low branch, the forest’s canopy his shield, and hurled an obsidian knife, its poison, and force bursting on the tiger’s flank. It roared, stumbling, and Kael dropped, taking advantage of the opportunity. His dagger slashed its throat, flas dying with its blood—[EXP 1100].
"One less walking fla," he quipped, his Night Predator catching a Golden-Scaled Ape’s charge, its Lvl 31 fist cratering the ground.
Kael rolled, debris grazing his arm—[HP: 87%]—and scrambled up a tree, its vines tangled and dense. The ape smashed the trunk, the tree shuddering, but Kael leaped to another like a monkey, his Eclipse Step carrying him through the canopy. He targeted the ape’s neck, his dagger piercing through and cracking scales, blood pouring out—[EXP 1100].
The system chid: [Progress: 59/100 Enemies Defeated]. His EXP surged—[Lvl 17 → Lvl 18, 50/8100 EXP]—his body tightened, and strength flooded his limbs, and his HP and stamina restored to 100%.
ROOOOAAAARRR!~
The second ape roared, its fists swinging, and Kael lured it into a root trap, its massive foot snagging. He dropped from a branch, his dagger piercing its eye, the scales shattering—[EXP 1100].
"Big monkeys, small brains," he muttered, his breath ragged, his Adaptive Regeneration healing his wounds.
A Crimson-Eyed Demon Bull charged, its Lvl 30 horns glowing red, aid at his chest. Kael slid under a fallen log, the horns lodging in the wood, and slashed its underbelly, blood spraying—[EXP 1075].
Two bulls remained, their hooves shaking the earth. A Primal Warrior, Lvl 28, lunged, his glowing sword slashing. Kael parried the attacks, sparks flying, and weaved through trees, the sword stabbing a trunk. He flickered behind with —Eclipse Step—, his dagger cracking through the warrior’s armored neck—[EXP 1025].
"Armor’s nice, but joints are weak," he said, his smirk grim, his stamina dipping, the Essence Latch straining to keep him going.
The Mistveil Cranes swooped down, their Lvl 26 wings trailing mist, blurring the battlefield. Kael’s —Night Predator— pierced the haze, and he climbed a tree, slashing a crane’s leg, its feathers scattering—[EXP 950].
The second crane dove, its beak stabbing for his chest. Kael swung on a vine, dodging, and kicked off a trunk, his dagger piercing its chest—[EXP 950].
The forest’s tangled roots and branches turned the beasts’ size against them, but the remaining foes—two bulls, four tigers, four bears, four lions, twenty warriors—were relentless, their auras pressing over him like a crushing weight.
An Ironback Armored Bear, Lvl 29, lumbered forward, its hide deflecting Kael’s thrown knife. He lured it toward a narrow ravine, its bulk slowing in the tight space. Kael leaped onto an overhanging branch, dropping onto its back, his dagger finding a gap in its hide, blood gushing—[EXP 1050].
Three bears left, their roars shaking the canopy. A lion pounced, its Lvl 27 inferno mane blazing. Kael dove into a thicket, the flas catching vines, and erged, his —Eclipse Step— carrying him to its side, his dagger slashing its ribs—[EXP 1000].
"Too hot for you?" he panted, his HP at 82%, his Adaptive Regeneration sluggish.
One of the twenty Primal Warriors, Lvl 30, charged, his axe glowing with primal energy. Kael weaved through trees, the axe splintering bark, and lured him into a root trap, the warrior stumbling.
Kael’s —Eclipse Step— flickered, his dagger piercing the warrior’s chest through a gap in the armor—[EXP 1075]. His HP dipped to 80%, the trial’s pressure unrelenting.
An Inferno Lion pounced, its Lvl 27 mane blazing, claws slashing through the air. Kael’s —Eclipse Step— flickered, his form blurring as he dove behind a gnarled oak, the flas scorching the bark, heat singeing his Bloodthread Mantle—[HP: 78%].
He swung onto a vine, the forest’s tangled canopy his lifeline, and hurled an obsidian knife, its poison bursting on the lion’s shoulder. It roared, stumbling, and Kael dropped, his dagger slashing its throat, flas dying with its blood—[EXP 1050].
His Night Predator caught a Crimson-Eyed Demon Bull’s charge, its Lvl 30 horns glowing like blood.
Kael slid under a fallen log, the bull’s horns splintering the wood, debris grazing his arm—[HP: 76%]. He scrambled up a tree, its branches dense with vines, and leaped to another, luring the bull into a root trap. Its hooves snagged, and Kael dropped, his dagger piercing its neck, blood gushing—[EXP 1070].
He panted, his Adaptive Regeneration healing the wounds, but his stamina flickered, the Essence Latch barely holding him together. The last bull charged, its horns aid for his chest. Kael rolled into a thicket, the horns tearing through vines, and slashed its flank—[EXP 1075].
An Azure Fla Tiger leaped, its Lvl 30 flas a roaring wave, turning the underbrush to ash. Kael’s —Eclipse Step— carried him to a low branch, the fire licking his boots—[HP: 73%]. He slashed the tiger’s ribs, flas searing his blade, and rolled off the branch, dodging its claws—[EXP 1100].
Two tigers remained, their azure flas rging, the forest glowing red. A Primal Warrior, Lvl 29, charged forward, his glowing spear thrusting for his heart.
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