C10 A Terrifying Giant Beast

Upon returning to the area he'd left earlier, Lin Yuan was immediately struck by the scent of blood in the air. The havoc wrought by a Level 2 Demonic Beast was capable of unleashing a fearsome storm within its vicinity.

The forest was in an uproar, with a cacophony of beastly roars and frantic cries weaving through the trees, creating an atmosphere so terrifying it urged one to flee.

In the midst of this, a female black panther charged toward Lin Yuan at an astonishing speed, indicative of a Level 2 Demonic Beast.

Lin Yuan tensed. Had he been spotted?

But as the panther drew near, it stumbled and collapsed. Dark, murky blood spilled from its chest and abdomen. It struggled, attempting to rise, but its efforts were futile.

With a chill in his heart, Lin Yuan crept closer and devoured the creature, gaining 0.1 attribute points. As his own power grew, the gains from consuming the fallen lessened.

Still, even a mere 0.1 points were valuable. Lin Yuan allocated them to his attack, boosting his offensive capability to a level 3. With the cyan wolf as his next challenge, he needed all the strength he could muster.

"Congratulations, your attack has broken through to 3 points. You've earned the talent skill, Strangulation!"

"Now, upon a successful hunt, you can automatically absorb the life force of your prey, eliminating the need to consume the entire carcass!"

"I've gained a skill just as my attack power hit three points! And I no longer need to devour my prey."

Elated, Lin Yuan was relieved; he had never taken pleasure in consuming the dead.

In his joy, he eagerly examined his new skill.

Strangulation: Your attack power doubles when you ensnare your opponent.

Armed with this skill, Lin Yuan felt confident in facing the formidable cyan wolf, though entangling the beast would be no simple task.

Lin Yuan moved forward, steadily making his way to the battlefield. The ten demonic beasts he had previously seen were now mostly lifeless forms strewn across the ground.

Moreover, other beasts drawn by the disturbance and the stench of blood had met their end at the paws of the mighty cyan wolf.

The massive cyan wolf clamped its jaws around the throat of a towering stag, a clear sign it had culled numerous level 1 demonic beasts and was on the cusp of a breakthrough. Its fur was matted with thick blood, and though one eye was blind, the wolf's demeanor was far from pitiable. Instead, it exuded an air of dominance, as if proclaiming itself the new sovereign of the forest.

With a skyward howl from the cyan wolf, the leaves of the surrounding trees shivered. The earth itself seemed to respond, quivering as if drawn to the wolf's call. A towering tree toppled, crashing towards Lin Yuan's hiding spot.

Startled but composed, Lin Yuan leveraged his speed—now on par with a level 3 demonic beast—to deftly evade the plummeting timber. Far from being harmed, he found himself even closer to the cyan wolf. A surprise attack at this moment would surely catch the wolf off guard.

Yet Lin Yuan held back, his eyes sharp as he surveyed the scene, biding his time for an even better chance. Concealed within the dense foliage, he peered through the leaves, his presence masked by the heavy scent of blood, rendering him nearly undetectable.

Another tremor rippled through the ground as a colossal, pure white wild boar emerged before Lin Yuan. Its bloodshot eyes and a body double the size of the cyan wolf's, the boar's muscular frame radiated an intimidating presence, each step it took resonating like a miniature earthquake.

The cyan wolf crouched low, ready to confront the wild boar. Lin Yuan surmised that the boar might well possess the strength of a level 3 demonic beast. Despite the wolf's imminent breakthrough, weakened from relentless combat, it was likely no match for the formidable boar.

Lin Yuan felt a surge of caution; the sheer might of the wild boar that had so suddenly appeared was overwhelming.

The boar had yet to make a move when the cyan wolf, unable to withstand the oppressive atmosphere any longer, lunged with bared fangs, aiming for the boar's throat.

Despite its massive size, the big wild boar was surprisingly fast. It deftly lifted its head, evading the big cyan wolf's vicious assault. With a swift motion, it reared up on its hind legs, hooves raised high, before slamming them down with force...

The earth splintered, and shards of stone erupted, engulfing the big cyan wolf in a tempest of debris. When the dust settled, the wolf lay defeated, its fur in tatters, barely clinging to life.

A mocking glint shone in the boar's crimson eyes. Having ascended to a level three demonic beast, it possessed a certain cunning intelligence. It swaggered over to the wolf with an air of arrogance, yet remained wary. It nudged the wolf several times; its actions seemed gentle, but the force behind them was crushing. The wolf bled anew, its lifeblood a grim testament to its impending doom.

The boar harbored no suspicion as it drew near, intent on consuming the wolf...

But in the moment the boar closed in, the wolf, feigning death, clamped its jaws around the boar's throat in a desperate act of defiance.

The boar's agonized screams pierced the air as it frantically tried to escape the wolf's relentless grip. Despite the wounds that marred its own body, the wolf's bite did not waver.

Blood flowed without cease, a gruesome spectacle as the colossal cyan wolf and the white boar thrashed in a dance of death. The sight was enough to drive onlookers to madness.

An eerie silence fell over the forest; all creatures fled, terrified to come anywhere near the horrific scene. Only Lin Yuan remained, a silent witness to the carnage.

He was a pitiful sight, caught in the crossfire of the boar's attack on the wolf. Nearly a third of his scales lay in ruins from the proximity of the battle.

As the boar's struggles faded and its cries echoed with the sorrow of its final moments, Lin Yuan saw his opportunity. Blood had seeped into his hiding place, signaling the time to act.

He burst forth from the shelter of the trees' broken branches, a streak of darkness, swift as lightning.