Chapter 12: Blood Rage
After placing the elk carcass into the storage bag, Orion examined the Survivor's Chest. Its appearance was unassuming, lacking any luxurious feel, yet it exuded an ancient and mysterious aura.
The chest wasn't locked, and Orion easily lifted the lid to reveal a bottle of blue potion inside.
The potion's neck was open, releasing a continuous stream of blue vapor.
"Feels cool." Orion sniffed it, feeling a wave of comfort wash over him, erasing the fatigue from battle and slowly healing his wounds.
Whoa, this sensation, this sll?!
An otherworldly Viagra?!
Orion was thrilled. Through the panel, he could see the potion's attributes:
[Ancient Titan Potion]
[Function: Increases each attribute by (1-10) upon consumption. Ineffective if any attribute exceeds 90. Shelf life: 1 hour.]
Titans, the pinnacle of both human and giant races—was this a potion they left behind?
"What pure power!" Orion was amazed, realizing the potion held imnse potential, but its essence was evaporating.
This ant the sooner he consud it, the better the effect. If he waited over an hour, the potion would beco completely ineffective.
However, based on his previous experience with potions, Orion knew that alchemical potions often carried mild side effects.
The Titan Potion was likely no different, and its effects might be stronger and more potent than regular alchemical potions.
Orion patted his companion. "Woofer, take
to a quiet, safe place."
Awoo!
To ensure safety and maximize the potion's effects, Orion, led by Woofer, found a secluded cave.
The entrance was narrow, and Orion's large fra couldn't fit through. Fortunately, the surrounding rock wasn't too hard, so he used brute force to widen the entrance and squeezed inside.
"This layout, it might be a thief's tunnel or a rare mine." Orion observed his surroundings, noting that while the entrance was small, the interior was spacious.
How did Woofer find such an odd place?
No ti to ponder, Orion used branches and scattered stones to conceal the entrance, creating a makeshift hideout.
Hmm, this stone feels strange?
Orion touched the stone, feeling a slight heat from the powder in his hand.
Firestone!
It really was firestone!
Orion looked around and quickly found scattered pieces of firestone, realizing he was in a mine!
"I wonder how much firestone is here. If it's over 1000 pounds, that'd be great."
At that mont, the panel provided a prompt.
[Newbie Reminder: You've discovered a firestone mine with a reserve of 100 tons.]
"Holy fuck, 100 tons, am I seeing this right?"
Orion was so excited he nearly jumped.
Firestone was a highly burn-resistant mineral, extrely rare.
Just one ton of firestone could keep the Blackstone Tribe warm through the winter.
Giants lived in simple conditions, mostly in tents. In past winters, they relied on deadwood and dry moss for warmth, rarely using precious firestone.
If the Blackstone Tribe could occupy this mine before winter and start mining, they'd have enough firestone to survive!
But now wasn't the ti to explore the mine. Orion morized the location, then prepared to consu the Titan Potion, instructing Woofer to stand guard.
"Let's begin!"
Orion tilted his head back and drank the Titan Potion, the cool liquid sliding down his throat like refreshing sumr beer.
But soon, the potion turned scorching and volatile!
Orion's face twisted in pain as his muscles and body turned green, swelling, veins bulging like worms across his skin!
"Ahhhhh!!!"
Orion gritted his teeth, unprepared for such a violent reaction. The burning sensation engulfed him, making him feel like he was about to burst.
He felt like a balloon, ready to pop.
"Awoo! Awoo—" Woofer stood by anxiously, unable to help.
Unbearable pain consud Orion's mind, eroding his will!
But just as Orion was about to give in, a mysterious force erged from his heart, coursing through his body before slowly fading.
Gradually, Orion's body stopped swelling and began returning to normal.
Orion didn't notice any of this; he only felt the world go dark as he lost consciousness.
...
Orion didn't know how long had passed when he felt sothing gently licking his arm, waking him up.
"I'm okay."
"Awoo!"
Orion patted Woofer's head, smiling. Once his senses returned, he imdiately checked his attributes:
[Na: Orion]
[Race: Giant]
[Level: Standard]
[Age: 10 years]
[Height: 7.2 feet]
[Weight: 530 pounds]
[Cock: 22 inches]
[Strength: 24]
[Agility: 15]
[Intelligence: 18]
Title: Survivor
Skills: Interdiate Greatsword Mastery, Interdiate Spear Throwing Mastery, Basic Beast Taming Skill
Special Skill: Blood Rage
"Great, definitely so good growth!" Orion felt the changes in his body, filled with energy, and he had grown taller.
Besides the changes in basic attributes, the panel showed a new special skill called Blood Rage, though its effects weren't specified, leaving Orion curious.
Orion glanced at the sky, realizing there was no ti to ponder.
The sun was setting, and the Black Forest at night was dangerous. He needed to return to the tribe quickly.
First, mark this location to ensure he could find it next ti... Orion looked around, finding no distinctive landmarks.
Thinking for a mont, he said to Woofer, "You can rember this place, right? Can you lead us back next ti?"
Woofer lifted a leg and urinated at the cave entrance.
With Basic Beast Taming, Orion and Woofer established a unique ntal connection, allowing him also to find the place through scent.
"Alright, let's head ho," Orion said with a smile.
His first hunt had been fruitful, likely to surprise his mom!
Though it might not impress his sister and dad, seasoned warriors who regularly hunted elite beasts, they wouldn't be too concerned with his small-scale efforts.
Oh right, I can go tease Jas. I heard that although he participated in two hunts, he contributed little and never hunted alone!
...
On the way back, night had fully fallen, and the forest echoed with the occasional growl of beasts.
Orion felt uneasy and quickened his pace.
Just 20 more minutes to reach the tribe, please let nothing go wrong.
As Orion thought this, a brown bear appeared before him, its size rivaling an elephant, its fur blood-red, like a strange fla burning!
Orion was startled, checking its information through the panel:
[Magical Beast: Fla Magical Bear]
[Level: Elite]
[Weight: 1500 pounds]
[Strength: 31]
[Agility: 14]
[Magic: 53]
Skill: Fla Breath
Traits: An adult magical beast capable of enhancing its attacks with fire.
Oh no, this isn't a regular beast!
This is an elite magical beast, and it's in its pri!
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