Chapter 353: The Fruits of Battle
Gauss felt the cold energy flowing from the ogre chief's body rapidly merging with the ghostified bloodline within him.
The fierce battle had just ended, yet he didn't feel tired. On the contrary, the influx of energy left him feeling remarkably invigorated.
He let out a long breath of relief.
After all, whenever he used Ghost Form together with the Tough Scale Bloodline, the backlash after reverting was usually severe.
But it seemed things wouldn't be nearly as bad as they had been the last few times.
He glanced at the ogre chief, which had just crashed to the ground.
The dust settled.
It lay on the ground, its body convulsing violently.
With every spasm, blue-black tainted blood gushed from the hideous, bowl-sized wound in its back.
The energy inside it had completely run wild, beyond its control.
The purifying energy Gauss had infused into it was still surging through its body.
He reached out and recalled the Holy Water, then raised his hand.
Fiery magic slowly gathered in his palm.
"Fireball!"
"Boom!"
A huge, blazing Fireball rose from the ogre chief's corpse.
Gauss hovered in midair, his pale hair stirring in the waves of heat.
When it was all over, he quietly watched the giant beast's burning remains below, his expression perfectly calm.
"Commander Grade monster defeated: Ogre Chief (Ghostified) ×1"
Only when the Monster Codex displayed its notification did the weight in his heart finally lift.
At last, he had killed this powerful enemy.
Aside from the Dragon Priest of the Dragon Worship Cult, Cecilia, whom he'd encountered outside Flute Castle, the ogre chief was probably the strongest opponent Gauss had ever fought.
The battle had been brief, and its outcome had hinged on that one "divine move," but it had been