BXBX NOVEL Chapter 225: Lessons
The creature's body coiled and uncoiled in frustration, its movements causing the surrounding sand to shift and ripple like waves.
"HISSSSSS!"
It hissed at him, its forked tongue flicking in and out as if trying to intimidate him.
However, with its fangs now missing, it appeared almost cute to him.
With a sudden burst of speed, it lunged forward, its massive head aiming to ram into him like a battering ram.
"You want your fangs back?" he asked with a sly smile.
As the serpent's head drew nearer, he grasped the heavy, oversized fang more tightly, and effortlessly threw it.
SWOOOOSH!
The heavy projectile hurtled through the air, propelled by his raw power, and struck the serpent directly in its eyes.
BURST!
The corrupted serpent recoiled in agony, thrashing wildly as the fang embedded deep into its sockets, blinding it completely.
Dark, viscous liquid oozed from the wounds, mixing with the sands below.
Reign watched from above, his demeanor calm and composed despite the chaos unfolding below.
He knew the serpent's blindness would only fueled its fury, and he was curious to see if it had any other tricks up its sleeve.
"HISSSSSSS!"
"HISSSSSSS!"
"HISSSSSSS!"
It continued to lash out with ferocious intensity, its massive body coiling and striking at the air in a desperate attempt to locate him.
'Is this all it's got?' he wondered aloud, his voice carrying a hint of disappointment.
'I wonder if the thing that bit it is more powerful?' he mused silently, his eyes fixated on the large bite marks marring the serpent's body
If that creature was still present, it couldn't have gone far judging by the freshness of the wounds.
There was also the possibility that the serpent had defeated the other creature, but he held onto the hope that it was still alive, so he could farm it for more points.
The potential rewards of killing it was too tempting for him.
"Alright, time to end this," he declared, raising his hand which transformed into a rail gun.
Without wasting any more time, he unleashed a barrage of shots at the serpent's head.
The rail gun's powerful projectiles tore through the creature's scales as if they were jelly.
With each shot, dark, slimy blood sprayed into the air, the serpent's thrashing growing weaker until it finally lay still, dead.
Reign hovered for a moment, surveying the aftermath of the battle.
The once intimidating creature now lay in a lifeless heap on the ground. He descended slowly, his wings moving steadily as he landed beside the massive corpse.
He placed his hand on the serpent's body, feeling the dark energy coursing through it.
As he began the process of absorbing its essence, the corrupted flesh started to disintegrate, turning into wisps of dust that flowed into him .
The process took some time due to its immense size, but he remained patient, knowing the reward would be worth it.
[Ding]
[Dark Dust +157,525 ]
It was far fewer than when he fought the Giant pile of corpses in Summit City, but considering that this creature was much smaller and weaker, the numbers made sense.
Determined to get more Dark Points, he memorized his current location first, his eyes scanning the horizon for any signs of movement.
Next, he flapped his wings and flew forward, the miasma parting around him.
SWOOOOOSH!
With each powerful beat of his wings, he propelled himself closer and closer to his destination.
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Standing atop the head of a colossal creature, two women stood side by side.
"That thing was overestimating itself, " Avet sneered in contempt as she remembered what happened just moments ago when they decided to fly down a bit and was ambushed by a giant snake-like corrupted.
The creature had been weak, easily dispatched by their mount with a quick bite and toss aside using raw force.
Still, its audacity irritated her deeply.
If they hadn't been busy, Avet would have pursued and finished it off herself just to quench her anger.
She was the type of demon who would kill anyone, even if they just accidentally bumped into her.
However, Zet had intervened, reminding her of their mission.
"That creature is a Gran Serpiente Oscura," Zet spoke with a hint of fascination.
She recalled the name from her reading a report of how humans categorized unique types of corrupted creatures.
In her memories, the Gran Serpiente Oscura evolved from a normal serpent, growing larger and stronger by devouring other zombified corrupteds.
This explained the scarcity of other corrupteds in the area—they had likely become sustenance for that beast.
"I don't care about its name, it's weak and pathetic," Avet replied dismissively, her voice tinged with arrogance.
"Oh, it's only weak because we're in a Tier 4 region. The ones in Tier 1 areas are much larger and stronger," Avet explained, trying to engaged with a conversation with her little sister.
"Did you know that the biggest Gran Serpiente Oscura ever recorded was at least 4000 meters in height, and it was so big that it took a coordinated effort of humans and demons to destroy it 30 years ago?" Zet added in enthusiastically, unable to contain her fascination with the creature's lore.
"You and your unnecessary trivia," Avet sighed, clearly annoyed by her big sister's hobby of diving into geeky details.
She rolled her eyes, anticipating that Zet might launch into a lecture about other creatures like a literal historian.
"It's not unnecessary, Avet. Knowing about a variety of creatures and beasts means that when you encounter something you can't overpower with raw strength alone, you can defeat it by exploiting its weaknesses," Zet explained, attempting to impart some wisdom to her younger sister.
However, Avet just sighed heavily.
"Why should I care about knowing my enemies? Only weak humans do that. We demons have been given superior bodies and power so we can dominate everything," she spat out, her voice dripping with disdain.
"And if I ever face an enemy I can't defeat, it just means I'm not strong enough. There's nothing more to it, plain and simple," she declared, her voice firm and unwavering.
Zet shook her head, a mix of frustration and concern in her eyes.
"That's a dangerous way to think, Avet. Strength isn't just about brute force. It's about strategy, knowledge, and adaptability. You can't rely solely on raw power."
Avet crossed her arms defiantly. "Maybe you can't. But I can. I'll become the strongest, and I'll do it my way."
Zet sighed, realizing that arguing further would be futile.
"Just remember, even the strongest can fall if they're not careful. There's always something or someone stronger out there."
Avet rolled her eyes, dismissing her elder sister's caution. "I'll take my chances. Let's keep moving. We have more important things to do than talk about hypothetical enemies."
Zet sighed heavily, thinking, 'Once you fight a more powerful enemy that uses its head and intelligence , then you'll understand how wrong you are.'
She kept her thoughts to herself, knowing that Avet would have to learn this hard lesson on her own.