The Gods ca to send to clean up sobody else's ss. But that was what I was, a murderer for hire. The carrot was too tasty.
I said my goodbyes. Hazel perford a ballad for . "The Silver Heroine," She called it.
Outside the city, away from prying eyes, I shifted, prepared myself, and ran. I ran for days. I ran for weeks. A silver jaguar blurred over the continent, toward doom. I went forward.
Mountains, valleys, even rivers with Nenandil's help making walk on water like a water strider. I went forward.
Near the end, I saw them. People of all kinds and walks in life fleeing. Running for their lives, to avoid the devastation of a soul-sucking Demon Lord. I went forward.
The land left on the Demon Lord's wake was barren of life. Plants beca ashes, animals, and people beca bony husks. The very life of the land died in a twisted offering for the Demon Lord. I went forward.
I saw it and dismayed. The Demon Lord was as tall as a castle. And he walked on all fours. He moved and mowed his path of destruction, the flas coursing his cursed body illuminating the night. I went forward.
Behind the Demon Lord, I found them. Adventurers, lunatics, [Monster Hunter] like I once was. I cared not to hide my true nature. I walked among them in my hybrid form, my backpack behind , and my silver fur shining. The title was there for all who cared to look with their mind's eye.
I stopped to talk. I am starving. I refrained from eating on purpose, to get the maximum absorption from {Magic Eater}.
"Greetings. I believe you are here to kill that beast," I said.
A warrior with a big sword approached. Level eighty-five. His armor glowed. "Are you the Demon Slayer?" I nodded. "And a were-cat." I nodded. "We don't need you here."
"Fine by . I'm going to get a demon al then," I scoffed and sashayed past him. He nicked my arm with a silver blade as I passed. I looked and showed him the wound healing. "My blood is silver. I'm a [Sivler Slayer]. And a killer. My prey is that way. Do not cross my path."
"I think you aren't going anywhere. You might be the ticket for my next level."
"Likewise," I put a contract on him. "A duel then?"
"Yes, I don't want anybody stealing my Exp."
I dumped my backpack. I probably shouldn't even bother to bring anything. Or maybe one item. I took a flask from the bag and took a swig, holding the liquid in my mouth. He drew his massive sword. I studied him. He was no Chad. I didn't doubt for a mont he had the agility to swing that thing to beco a blur. And before I forget, a contract on his head for being an asshole.
He ca I sacrificed my left arm to his blow and ca close. Close enough to his face that I could kiss him if he wasn't using a Thracian helt. Instead, I sputtered concentrated deathberry oil on his face through the opening.
My arm fell down, still a furry jaguar's limb. The bleeding debuff was bearable. He would be dead in minutes if I did nothing. An antidote to deathberry did not exist and I spent two lives studying the plant. Ever since Wyxnos banned the immunity perks, I was probably the only creature truly immune to the thing.
He fought to remove his helt and I climbed on his back. While he wiped the deathberry off of his face, I bit his arms off. Then the head.
Contract fulfilled.
You killed level 85 [Sword Juggernaut]. You gained You gained 1,684,825,566 Exp (72,250 base x 10,000 perk x 0,0001 curse x 3.05 perk x 7,57 contract x 10 rank x 10 Class rank x 5.05 favored enemy x2 size).
You reached Silver Slayer level 17.
You reached High Human level 16.
You reached High Chemist level 14
You reached High Surgeon level 14.
I let the System assign my other Skills Anywhere. The human ones, I knew what I wanted.
You purchased the Improved Spiritual Power (very rare) Skill. Increase your Spiritual Power amount by Rank x Ego 0.5% [Current: 27%].
You purchased the Improved Spiritual recover (very rare) Skill. Increase your SP regeneration by Rank x Spirit x 0.5% [Current: 28%].
"Level up!" I chirped happily.
I picked up my arm and held it to the stump. A minute later, it was moving again. I slung my pack on my back and looked at the people around. "I'm going to fight the demon. I relinquish my claim to this idiot's equipnt. Happy looting."
I ran. The people behind started to kill each other for that guy's magic gear.
These two Skills would make putting contracts much easier, as the perk consud SP even though it didn't ntion it. The real bonus was that I now could track my hidden Attributes, at least two of them. My Ego was fifty-four, my Spirit fifty-six. But I already knew that from the blight ssage.
This Demon Lord wasn't humanoid. First, it hadn't skinned but interlocking plates of either chitin or so black glossy tal. An eerie red glow could be seen between the plates. It had the hindquarters of a horse, the forepaws of a cat, bat-like wings, a scorpion's tail, a humanoid torso and two heads, one draconic and the other was a slug's, with two eye bulbs on stalks. The humanoid torso had four arms, two facing forward and the other two facing backward. His hands ended in claws the size of trees and were upside down. With the palms facing up, its thumbs faced inward.
And it's supposed to have eleven more of those. And then what? Third impact? An eternal wait for movie three? I guess I'll never watch that one.
There's only one way to kill that guy. Climb it and shred the heck out of it. I ran after the brute of a kaiju, hoping doesn't breathe lasers.
I reach the monster and jump on its plates. They are tallic and piping hot. My backpack burst in flas and burns to cinders as I read the damage notification.
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You are exposed to extre heat. You lose 9 HP ( 2,000 base x 0.75 magic resistance x 0.2 magic eater x 0.03 fire resistance)
No wonder those pussies were asuring their dicks instead of engaging the beast. But my regeneration can deal with this level of damage. Let's hope it doesn't increase when I reach a hotter part of its body. Worse, when {Magic Eater} starts to sate , that damage will go up.
I climb the monster and reach its back. From there, I walk unimpeded to its neck and peek between the heads. It didn't notice yet. I see a city in the distance. Seems he's going there to feed. Speaking of which, what level is it?
Level 180 Demon Lord.
That's one of the bosses that will take forever to whittle down its HP. And the periodic damage jumped to ten per second. I can see the heat waves distorting the air around . I should start with the snail head. Looks softer.
There's a gel covering the snail. I push it aside and bite the snail flesh. Nothing happens and I get my paws and muzzle stuck. The bastard is covered in so sort of adhesive sli.
She conjures a jet of water and imdiately it boils. Droplets of water scatter, happily jumping and skittering over the boss courtesy of the Leidenfrost effect. They roll off the boss and fall down. We accomplished nothing and I'm still stuck.
Nenandil conjectures.
She fires her ice shards. They too break down and boil almost instantly. A ball of ice. Lasts a few seconds more.
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