System's POV
-
chapter-148-3
The Warsor Black Hounds were very intelligent monsters.
They were not the strongest monsters in the Furvus Grasslands, but they were the most adaptable.
These monsters choose their opponents wisely. One can even say that they bully the weak, and fear the strong.
But, due to this mentality, they managed to survive in a place where everything was darker than black.
Taking advantage of the chaos that was happening inside the camp, they deftly navigated through the extremely narrow paths between the holes in the ground and made their way to where their comrade was held.With one powerful jump, they landed safely at the rear, unnoticed by the Trolls, Ogres, and Tigerkins, who were preoccupied facing off against the Golden-Eyed Hyenas, who were taking punishment from Thirteen's merciless arrows.
With blood flowing from his nose, the seven-year-old fired one arrow after another. Each arrow landed on his target's eyes, blinding them completely.
Each shot was carefully calculated using his mental ability. If only he still had his system body, then such calculations would have been child's play, taking only a quarter of a second at most.
Unfortunately, he was now a human child. Doing extreme and precise calculations not only took a little longer but it was also taking a toll on his brain.
However, Thirteen didn't waver.
He knew that even though the Hyenas might have been temporarily crippled by the explosion, this was just a temporary thing.
If given enough time, the Jinns would be able to regain their sense of sight, and when that happened, things would truly become dangerous.Jinns were stronger than ordinary Monsters.
What was worse was that the majority of them had the ability to enter a berserk state when they no longer cared for their lives.
This last resort would increase their strength by more than half, which could easily turn the tide of battle.
Even if Thirteen's team would emerge victorious, they would still suffer casualties, which was something that the seven-year-old wanted to avoid no matter what.
Because of this, despite the dizziness he was feeling, he gritted his teeth and kept his hands steady.
He pushed his mental strength to the limit, giving him several seconds of clarity, allowing him to shoot his arrow with perfect accuracy.
When the last remaining Golden-Eyed Hyena was blinded by his arrow, he finally collapsed on the ground, his brain and body shutting down completely.
This was also the time when the Warsor Black Hounds landed at the rear of their camp.
Two of the Black Hounds ran toward the steel cage, while the third one decided to take revenge on the person who had made its comrade suffer.
When the caged Hound was howling from pain, it repeatedly cursed the seven-year-old boy, which was heard by his comrades.
The Warsor Black Hound repeatedly called Thirteen a little black-haired devil in their language, which was why the Black Hounds paid extra attention to the boy.
Seeing that he was passed out, the third Black Hound didn't hesitate to charge in the fallen boy's direction, while his two other comrades rescued their caged brethren.
It wanted to eliminate the boy as a form of revenge before leaving the camp with the rest of its comrades.
However, that was its greatest mistake.
"If only you had freed your brethren and left quietly, then I would have turned a blind eye to your actions," Adira's cold voice reached the Black Hound's ears. "Targeting Zion while he is unconscious was a very bad move on your part."
In that instant, the Warsor Black Hound knew that someone very strong was behind it.
Its first reaction was to distance itself from whoever it was, but it was already too late.
Adira smashed her fist on the back of the Black Hound's head, knocking it unconscious.
She then summoned her bow and fired four arrows in rapid succession, hitting the hind legs of the two other Warsor Black Hounds who were about to free their brethren.
The arrows accurately hit the joints of their legs, making the two Black Hounds fall to the ground, howling in pain.
Adira coldly looked at these monsters without a shred of mercy.
"If the two of you move, the next arrows will hit your heads," Adira said with a voice filled with killing intent. "Do not test my patience."
The Drow had briefly unleashed the power of her Rank, making the two Black Hounds whimper. Clearly, they realized that the Drow, who had only been spectating the battle earlier, was actually a Champion.
After the three monsters had been dealt with, the Drow supported the boy's body and made him sit leaning forward.
She then lightly pinched his nose for a minute, to put pressure on the blood vessels to stop the blood flow.
Adira didn't dare to pinch Thirteen's nose for more than a minute because the boy was unconscious.
Fortunately, his body subconsciously reacted, and he started breathing through his mouth.
Adira glanced at the ongoing battle from time to time.
She had no intention of helping the others, with the exception of Cristopher because she knew that Thirteen treasured the chubby boy as his loyal subordinate.
As for the others, they were just slaves in her eyes.
They could die for all she cared.
As long as Zion and Cristopher were alive, none of the others mattered.
Suddenly, Adira's right hand reached out to something in the darkness, which made her sigh.
"Calm down, Tiona," Adira said as she looked at the Black Snake, whose head was firmly held by her fingers. "Don't kill this Hound. Your Master would prefer it alive than dead."
The Snake's body coiled around the Drow's arm, as she struggled to break free.
When she saw that the Black Hound was about to attack her Master, she immediately stopped biting the Rank 4 Hyena and rushed to his rescue.
However, she was simply too far.
Fortunately, Adira had made her move and neutralized the threat before it could harm Thirteen.
Even so, Tiona was still very angry because the Black Hound dared to attack her Master. Because of this, she planned to bite the dog to oblivion until it drew its last breath.
Unfortunately, her plan couldn't even be put into action because as soon as she propelled herself to shoot toward the Black Hound, with her fangs spread wide, the Drow easily caught her mid-air, preventing her from taking her revenge.
"I said stop it, Tiona," Adira ordered because the Domini Mortis in her grip was still raring to bite the Black Hound that Adira knocked unconscious. "If you really want revenge, I'll tie this dog to you.
"You can let Giga torture him until you're satisfied. Wouldn't that be a more fitting punishment rather than killing it?"
After hearing Adira's proposal, Tiona finally calmed down.
It then raised the tip of its tail to lightly tap on Adira's arm, telling the Drow that she understood.
"Are you sure that you won't attack after I let you go?" Adira questioned.
Tiona made her tail move up and down as if nodding to the Drow's question.
Adira chuckled before loosening the grip of his fingers on the Black Snake's head, allowing it to move freely.
Tiona glared at the Black Hound's face, which was only a meter away from her Master.
She then angrily used her tail to slap its face twice before crawling toward Thirteen's body to check on his condition.
The black snake flicked her tongue on the blood that was still flowing out of Thirteen's noise as if attempting to wipe it away.
Seeing this action, Adira took a piece of cloth from her storage ring and started to wipe Thirteen's nose, and lips, making him look less injured than he originally was.
Half an hour later, the battle finally ended.
It was only then that everyone realized that their leader had fallen unconscious due to the backlash of having pushed his mental power to the limit.
Vassago, who was circling in the sky, suddenly felt something from the Northeast direction.
After a few seconds of hesitation, he glanced at his Master, who was being cared for by Adira, and Cristopher before flying towards the Northeast direction where it sensed a battle between two powerful monsters was taking place.
Vassago wanted to know if this battle would affect their camp from far away.
If it would, he would return in a hurry, and tell everyone to leave as fast as they could before it was too late.