Murim Recurve Chapter 300
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As her Pranic Avatar, Re'Kha and the Balou had shared thoughts. So, whatever it experienced, she was able to know them instantly. This way, it was as if she was actively controlling the Balou like it was her own body.
Though, more or less, it was the same since the Balou was just an extension of herself. It was a curved path as the Balou charged forth, startling the beast that noticed its approach.
The beast was a head taller than Re'Kha while the Balou only reached her neck. So, they had considerable height differences. But for some reason, the beast didn't move from its spot, growling as it watched the charging Balou.
Its body ballooned up a little before it opened its mouth and spat out a green coloured fluid. The fluid seemed to have an acidic property as it headed straight towards the Balou. As the cave wasn't wide enough for it to completely dodge, the Balou took it head-on.
Moreover, if it stopped, it would lose all the momentum that it had built up. The moment the fluid approached it, the Balou crouched its body accordingly, ensuring the fluid didn't land on its face.
The cave walls trembled due to the weight of its charge as the Balou screamed. The armour on its back had begun to melt as the effect of the acid seemed potent.
As it closed in on the beast, the beast roared in response, using its right arm to swipe on the Balou. The impact almost caused it to collapse to the side as the Balou leaped in the air, using the momentum of its charge to crash into the beast.
It immediately opened its mouth to clamp on the beast's shoulder, grunting before lodging its teeth deep, intending to rip its left arm off. The beast roared in pain as its mouth expanded further before clamping on the Balou, sinking its sharp teeth into its body.
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It easily went past the Balou's defences, boring into its body, drawing out blood in torrent. The Balou screamed as it bit harder, eventually managing to tear the beast's arm off when its body was crushed into pulp. The beast spat it out, grunting as it looked around, noticing that there were no other enemies in the vicinity.
It then relaxed, gently lifting its serpentine body to see the two eggs beneath was fine. This was the reason it wasn't moving all along.
'W-What was that?' Re'Kha was shocked as she covered her mouth, stopping herself from screaming. It wasn't the Balou's loss that caused her body to tremble. But, it was because of the beast.
When the Balou was charging towards it, its eyes had adjusted to the weak light in the place, able to see the features of the beast. And, there were some differences in it as compared to the drawing. Instead of having an almost spherical head with an exaggerated mouth, its head currently sported angular features.
And, they resembled a pair of eyes, ears, and a nose. The features partly managed the description of the two people the beast had killed. And just that alone meant one thing: the beast was able to change its face, albeit a little.
Though, Re'Kha wasn't yet sure of its complete capabilities. Once she recovered her Water Qi completely, she took in a deep breath, about to summon her Balou when she could hear intense crunching sounds.
Before the figure of her Balou vanished, the beast had begun to eat its corpse. And, it was strange since it should have dissolved into Water Qi the moment it was killed. The fact that it still remained behind as a corpse confused her.
Re'Kha summoned the Balou once again, causing it to charge through the cave tunnel and head straight at the beast. And, this time, she noticed that the face of the beast now also sported some features of the Balou.
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And, it wasn't just its face alone. Its entire body began to exhibit some of the changes related to the Balou while a couple of changes resembled a Kalki. Moreover, the stump on its left, in the place where its left arm had been hadn't bled even a little.
Only now did Re'Kha notice that the beast hadn't bled from the start. Moreover, as it ate the carcass of the Balou, the stump on its left began to wriggle, slowly beginning to grow. It seemed like it would be able to regrow its severed arm within a day at this rate. It was a fearsome ability.
If Re'Kha lost an arm, it would take around ten people on the level of Mu'Tua to regenerate it completely. And even then, it would take more than a couple of days.
But here, the beast made it look simple. When the beast noticed another Balou charge towards it, even though it expressed some reservations, apprehensive against the attacker, it also drooled, expressing desire.
The moment she felt such a gaze through the Balou, Re'Kha shivered. The hand holding her sword trembled as her opponent seemed different from a Sha. But invariably, it was able to strike fear in its opponent through its actions.
Rather, just the fact that it could morph its body slowly, like an evolution was a fearsome situation. Re'Kha opened and closed her mouth in a hurry, hoping to absorb as much Water Qi as possible so that she could replenish her reserves sooner.
She didn't know how long her Balou could last. The Balou was only good at charging in a straight line. It exhibited the highest use in battlefields where armies charged at one another. In situations like the cave with its curved paths didn't allow it enough straight line to build up momentum to the limit.
Moreover, it was only meant for defence and charging. So, its limbs didn't even possess any claws to shred opponents. Its only mode of attack was the charging attack and biting through its teeth. Thankfully, the Balou evaded the beast's attack and rammed straight into it, crashing into the cave walls at the back.
It then opened its mouth, intending to clamp on the beast's right shoulder when the beast opened its mouth. Re'Kha hurriedly sprinted through the cave walls, speeding towards the beast while brandishing her sword, activating it as it radiated a blue hue.
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