Chapter 539: [ Arrival in the Dungeon (3) ]

—Critical Hit!!

Red words dyed as blood instantly appeared.

The wild boar’s defense wasn’t too exaggerated, at the very least Allen’s full attack with only the Dragon Strength to boost it was only enough to rip open its defense and not instantly kill it. Just this alone proves how impressive the defenses of these Boars are that even a Dragon can’t penetrate that easily!

Woooooohhh—!!

At this moment, the second wild beast also charged to his front. Allen did not retract his sword that he swung, instead of his body following the sword moving forward, dodging the wild boar as if a coincident.

His image growing blurry by the minute, as if it was illusory, a mirage.

The faster you run, the longer it takes to stop. That is one of the weaknesses of Boar type monsters. They might possess an incredible defense that would make anyone pale, but to Allen, such defense is just like a brick wall—not indestructible…!

Allen charged directly behind the first wild boar, 3 consecutive full power slash, cutting into its back.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Woah, No Critical Hit… huh…its defense is impressive, indeed!

Allen sighs in praise. Even with Dragon Power, it only created shallow wounds. In any case, he didn’t care, evidently understanding earlier that it would be like this. It being an Lv8 monster is nothing to laugh at~

The two wild boars that missed finally returned to their senses. This time, they did not charge one forward one backward, but instead one to the right and one to the left, creating an impression of an intelligent monster, even knowing a pincer attack, 8 short legs carrying the dust on the ground upwards.

Allen took a small step backward and then suddenly stopped. Instead of facing towards the sharp tusks of the boars and charging forward…

From Allen’s point of view, they are like charging knights, with the two sharp fangs on each side of its tusk, were like lances, sharp, terrifying and destructible…!

If a normal Cultivator, even if the cultivator had already reached the realm of Half-Saint, surely, they would be impaled and die in front of these sharp lances!

Whoosh!

“Phantom,” Allen’s body like a ghostly shadow crossed through the small gap between the two boars, simultaneously cutting the first boar, finally a red Critical Hit appearing. He then quickly turned around, another series of continuous blows stabbing in the wild boar, causing a series of cries from the boar.

If there were other people here right now, they would definitely be surprised to the point of speechlessness. Two wild boars whose movements were relatively nimble despite their large statures—their charge fast and fierce, normal people couldn’t even think of dodging it.

Yet, Allen’s body was leisurely moving between the two beasts, from beginning to end not being touched by the wild boars. Not a sweat appeared and his sword always in that short time-frame of dodging able to stab or cut accurately on the wild boar’s body.

Slowly taking away their lives, causing them to cry out.

The two wild boars became furious, one of them after turning around, once landing on the ground, actually jumped up half-a-meter high, and pouncing towards Allen’s body. With its large body that was almost two to three meters in height and two meters in length, it looked like it was able to cover the sky with its large body.

Those who poor souls pitifully smashed by that large body would surely turn into a mush…!

Allen was speechless, casually taking a step back, immediately, in front of him a “thump” sound, the wild board had fallen on the ground, 4 short legs sticking to the ground, like nails driven by a hammer, not coming up after a while.

It was stuck….

The wild boar struggled to come out while creating wailing and panicking cries. Allen didn’t know if he should laugh or cry as he went forward with a series of attacks, saying while attacking: “If you can’t jump then don’t jump, you’re a pig, not a panther, do you understand self-awareness? Even a fish can’t climb trees like a monkey!”

Suffering from a dozen or so of Allen’s full powered attacks, even if its defense was impressive and superb, the boar died in distress. Seeing its companion died, the other boar gave a loud cry, charging at Allen at full force, wanting to smash him into the sky.

Naturally, its charge didn’t even scratch Allen’s clothes.

With only one wild boar left the remaining job was even easier.

Allen changed from being passive to taking the initiative, directly facing it, easily dodging its attacks, the sword attacking it from all directions. In not even 2 minutes, the second wild boar also fell on the ground.

In 5 minutes time, a single person, using nothing but sword arts and self-created movement arts killed two LV8 monsters who possess a strength almost rivaling that of a Half-Saint, saying it out people would find it hard to believe…

Even scarier, this person was unscathed from beginning to end!

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Allen ground his own martial skills and cultivation using this opportunity. His Killing Points skyrocketing at a very unbelievable speed. And after two hours,

“Kacha!”

Allen killed the last Boar Rat with his sword. He was slowly proceeding in the forest, carrying his sword across the back of his waist, parallel to the ground, his body spotless, looking completely unwearied. His eyes were like stars and seemed like they could pierce through anything he locked his gaze on.

While walking along the animal trail, Allen couldn’t help but stop every now and then to marvel.

He couldn’t help but appreciate the wildlife in front of him. For him, it had been quite long since he had much free time, walking without worrying anything, alone. This kind of nostalgic memories was similar to the ones in his past life, where he challenges everything without care and caution.

That was some good days~

With the background of a beautiful vast forest, Allen couldn’t help but more or less understand the fervor some wildlife enthusiasts had. Indeed, nature calms one spirit and mood.

The sound of cicada hissing and the gentle breeze that sways from time to time, relax the nerve of any human being. Though, it shouldn’t be like that… after all, this was the most deadly place one can be.

Still, for Allen, as long as it’s not the caliber of a Monster King, nothing was really a threat to him. Thus, his stroll was as carefree as it can be. Although the bugs were pesky and the humidity of the forest irritated him sometimes, at least the scenery was something pleasant to the eyes.

As he ventured further, taking in the environment, his attention was eventually taken by the wildlife. He took in his surroundings, momentarily forgetting about the fact that he was inside the dangerous trial grounds where monsters popped one after another without warning, wanting to kill him, hungry for his blood and flesh.

Just as he expected, the forest was immense, to say the least.

It was huge beyond comparison. From up close, Allen could completely appreciate their size.

He had tried flying a while ago, and there, the view had almost blinded his eyes,

The air was clean and fresh, unlike the Earth from before the apocalypse.

The air was clear, not a cloud in the sky on this day when the sun was warm enough to bring a tear to anyone’s eye.

The scenery was also better… green, blue, yellow, brown – different bright colors dyed the entire world. There were many lofty mountains, unending mountain rivers, boundless seas, and even lakes shrouded in the miasma.

Despite its grandeur appearance, it was surely given a horrifying name…Allen can’t help but think that it was ironic. In the first place, the reason for the Despair Grieving Mountain’s naming by the outsiders was that in numerous beasts and monsters were living within the boundless mountains.

These monsters were unevenly matched with variation in their strength.

What’s more, Dungeons, Labyrinths, and even Monsters that terrifying and can only be said to be a nightmare for most people existed in this place. Thus, despite its beautiful appearance, it was like a Rose full of thorns…!

Like a nested circle, each mountain was divided into three layers: outskirts, inner, and center. The strength of the spirit beasts and monsters scattered within each layer was different. The closer toward the center of each nine mountains, the stronger the monsters and beasts were…

There were even rumors that Saint and Demi-God monsters and beasts dwell in the center of each peak.

Therefore, the center area of each mountain was also known as the forbidden region for humans. Unless you seek for your own death, no one dared to trespass that kind of place…!

Even a peak Emperor Realm, Ancestor realm or even a Spirit Realm cultivators would not dare to step into the area in a normal mode, much less now in a Hell Mode. In front of a Saint supreme beast, a human Ancestor cultivator was not any different from an ant.

Allen walked around leisurely.

Flap flap flap!

The sound of wings flapping furiously echoed from deep within the forest, accompanied by the screams and curses of a few youths.

“Hm?”

“Kyaaaa!!”

What? A cry? It’s coming from the deep of the forest…

“...What's that?”

Allen turned his head in the direction of the scream, and he could then hear other sounds, but not as well as the scream. And since the sound was getting absorbed by the forest, he couldn't even tell what kind of noise it was.

“Aaaaaa....”

Another scream. The voice seemed more desperate than before. Despite that, it wasn't as loud as before. Clang! Clang! Boom! Crackle! Different sounds echoed from the direction…

“Sounds like trouble.”

Thinking for a moment, Allen shrugged nonchalantly.

However… Sorry, myself, for getting involved this time… but if I ignore it, I’ll be sure to regret it later… is what I want to say though~

He reasons out. After which, he accelerated rapidly and charged up the slope towards them.

Underneath several tall ancient trees, a group of eight young martial practitioners was standing back to back, holding several weapons like swords, sabers, bows, and hammers. in their grasps.

Their clothes were tattered and torn, with several bloodstains around their arms and chests. They were facing skywards, engaging the Lightning Vultures that were spiraling in the sky in a life and death battle.

There were both males and females among the eight martial practitioners, all of them at the Emperor Realm. Their ages were relatively young, and they were clad in expensive clothing. Their weapons all surged with spirit energies; evidently, magic artifacts that were actually of quality.

One look was all that was needed to tell that their backgrounds were truly not simple.

The leader was a muscular youth whose weapon was a crimson long blade. His black, lengthy hair was flying all over the place as he wielded his long blade in a dance, sending out dazzling arcs of crimson light, cutting a very imposing figure.

They were surrounded by more than thirty Lightning Vultures. The vultures were all longer than two meters with scarlet-yellowish feathers and beaks as sharp as hooks. Their short tail feathers were shaped like wedges, and their claws as sharp as anchors.

In each of their foreheads sat a crimson prismatic crystal that glistened brightly, emitting reddish lightning continuously.

The Lightning Vultures circled around the sky in a rapid fashion, initially assaulting the martial practitioners below with lightning from the Monster Cores on their forehead. When the martial practitioners became numb from the electric shock, the vultures would immediately pounce on them, attacking with their hook-like beaks and anchor-like claws that were capable of ripping prey apart, causing whosoever that was caught to scream miserably as their skin and flesh were torn from them.

Surrounding the eight martial practitioners already laid five of the condors. They looked like they were pierced by sharp weapons, while their feathers and blood were strewn all over. The bodies of the eight martial practitioners were covered with scars and scrapes too. It seemed that the battle had already been going for quite a while.

The teamwork from the eight was flawless; as long as one of them was stunned by the electric shocks, the other seven would immediately protect him or her, frantically defending their partner despite facing the risk of severe injury.

As such, the monster birds were unable to pick anyone off in a short duration despite their combined efforts, resulting in a long, drawn-out battle.

“Pooh!” Li Ma spat a feather from his mouth, wielding his long blade with flickering rays of crimson and cursed, “Damn our rotten luck to come across this bunch of feathered beasts just after entering! Everyone better stick closer and take extra care to not get separated. If anyone hesitates to save their partners, I’ll personally skin you alive later!”