Tiger! Blaze in Glorious Flame!

Moments later, amid a rapid series of crunching bones and bursting organs, Wang Zhifan witnessed the person whose hand he had just severed being trampled into an unrecognizable smear of flesh and blood by the massive wild boar. The man's screams abruptly ceased as well; he was clearly dead beyond doubt.

But the battle in this dungeon was far from over.

This time, when the massive boar charged up to him, Wang Zhifan not only nimbly dodged its savage charge to the side once again, but also took the opportunity to carve a long, bloody gash across the thousand-pound beast's body with the Blade of the Wolf Fiend in his hand.

Yet the wound seemed only to intensify the ferocity of the huge, brutish beast. Its massive body meant such a gash had no real impact on it. It merely swung its tusked head around more furiously, its two tiny blood-red eyes fixed on Wang Zhifan, before charging at him even faster and more viciously!

"This thing's hide is way too thick... Killing it alone is really troublesome..."

Wang Zhifan had made that judgment the moment he first saw the wild boar. Their two brief exchanges had just confirmed that he was right. This enemy was no less difficult to deal with than the Lv3 tiger he had encountered in a previous dungeon!

Its hide was too tough and its body too thick, and it kept charging back and forth at high speed. Even with the Blade of the Wolf Fiend, a weapon specialized in piercing defenses, it would take him a long time to finish it off. One small mistake during that process could get him killed.

Thinking quickly, Wang Zhifan pulled off the severed hand still gripping the pistol and tossed it to the ground, preparing to try using the trench-coated young man's gun to deal with this powerful enemy.

Fortunately, before having his hand cut off, the trench-coated young man had already loaded the pistol and disengaged its safety. All Wang Zhifan had to do now was aim at the wild boar and pull the trigger for all he was worth.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Wang Zhifan stood where he was and fired three shots in rapid succession at the enormous beast charging toward him. But to his surprise, only one shot hit; the other two struck the wild boar's side instead.

This showed that even at such a distance, against such a large target, his accuracy without any gunman skill was still worrying. Of course, that was certainly related to the wild boar's constant high-speed sprinting. Wang Zhifan had barely handled guns either before or after crossing over, so hitting one out of three shots in such a rushed situation was not actually too bad.

But as the trench-coated young man had said earlier, landing only one shot could not inflict any significant damage on such a huge, thick-skinned beast. Wang Zhifan saw only a small bloody hole appear on the boar's body, while its charging speed did not slow in the slightest. It was practically no different from being uninjured! By then, the target had already reached him. For the sake of his own life, Wang Zhifan could not keep shooting. He could only hurriedly dodge, narrowly avoiding the berserk beast's charge once more and quickly circling to the rear of its body.

"So guns don't work either... No choice. I can only try this."

At this critical moment, with pressure mounting and his stamina draining ever faster, Wang Zhifan swiftly tossed the pistol into his personal storage space, gripped the Blade of the Wolf Fiend tightly again, and prepared to rely on this old companion to kill the opponent before him.

When the wild boar saw him switch back to his original weapon, a hint of humanlike contempt seemed to flash through the small, round, blood-red eyes on its huge head as it turned back around. Clearly, it had no fear of this weapon. Its physique was simply too large; even if the blade were thrust halfway into its body, it might not be life-threatening.

However, this enormous beast had miscalculated this time, because the young man before it had already unleashed his trump card.

"Tiger! Blaze in glorious flame!"

Facing the wild boar as it gathered strength for another charge, Wang Zhifan shouted two phrases that sounded somewhat incomprehensible. A nearly tangible aura suddenly erupted from his entire body, and an aura of terrifying predatory savagery instantly rose from him. It was as if he had become a merciless hunter at the top of the food chain, a cold-blooded overlord reigning over all!

He had activated the exclusive skill granted by the Tiger Soul True Rune inscribed on his body: Tiger Fiend.

Wang Zhifan had actually never used Tiger Fiend before. He only knew that he could use this ability at most twice a day, for no more than fifteen minutes each time. While the skill was active, all his attacks would carry soul damage equivalent to that of an Lv5 Tiger Spirit! As for whether soul damage at the Lv5 Tiger Spirit level was powerful or weak, it was time to find out in actual combat.

Using his trump card for the first time, Wang Zhifan's fighting spirit surged. He actually charged straight at the massive wild boar rushing toward him! As if he intended to confront this enormous enemy head-on!

The wild boar, facing Wang Zhifan as his aura abruptly surged, instantly felt a terror rising from the depths of its soul. Its charging speed suddenly slowed by a fraction, but the momentum of its massive body still carried terrifying force that no human could withstand.

The man and beast met in the blink of an eye. When the distance between them narrowed to roughly three meters, the wild boar suddenly unleashed the savagery that had been somewhat suppressed moments ago and lunged forward, trying to skewer the enemy before it with its tusks. Wang Zhifan, however, abruptly leaped high into the air. With astonishing jumping power and bodily control, he soared directly over the massive beast's back!

During that motion, he held the Blade of the Wolf Fiend in a reverse grip with both hands, pressing it downward and keeping it vertical. In an instant, he carved a wound more than ten centimeters deep and over two meters long across the beast's broad back! After completing that difficult and risky attack, Wang Zhifan landed behind the wild boar and had barely stopped and turned around when he saw his thick-skinned opponent already collapsing sideways onto the grass. Blood flowed from its dark back, while its enormous body trembled incessantly, as though it was not yet dead but had lost control of itself.

"The soul damage is actually this effective?"

Wang Zhifan was delighted by the sight. He had been prepared to fight this enormous beast for several more rounds, but he had never expected the very first strike to work so well, knocking it straight to the ground and leaving it utterly unable to get back up.

After all, if it had only been the physical damage Wang Zhifan had inflicted, it would have amounted to merely a moderate injury for the wild boar and could never have knocked it down directly. The soul damage added by his current Tiger Fiend state was clearly the true culprit behind its near paralysis.