Killing the Level 9 Magic Beast Snake

"Boss, my Ice Seal of a Thousand Miles isn't bad, right!"

Watching the magic of Ice Seal of a Thousand Miles he had just cast successfully freeze a large patch of the surrounding lake, Matthews still offered Asolun some encouragement.

"Not bad, very good indeed. But it would be even better if you could control the range. Freezing only the target would be ideal. Boss believes in you!"

Asolun said happily, "Thanks for the praise, Boss! I will work hard!"

Matthews took the trophy from the head of the level nine Black Snake: a level nine magic beast core.

Watching Matthews skinning the beast, Asolun asked in confusion, "Boss, what are you doing?"

"With your boss's combat power as a peak level eight warrior who has grasped Heavy as Light and Light as Heavy, killing a level nine early-stage magic beast should be relatively easy."

Matthews didn't stop his movements, pointing to the spot where the Black Snake had been wounded earlier. "The Black Snake's scales aren't the strongest among level nine magic beasts, but they are exceptionally slippery. Most of the attack power from blades and swords is deflected by the scales, which is why I couldn't kill it easily."

"Attacking these kinds of defensive scales requires heavy weapons to strike with force. Heavy weapons are effective against it, so we can peel off its scales to forge armor."

After obtaining the scales, Matthews kicked the Black Snake's carcass into the lake. In his previous world, he had watched a video about how a whale fall creates an entire ecosystem. This level nine magic beast had occupied this lake, so it must have been eating the creatures within. Kicking its body into the water would let the other creatures in the lake have a feast.

Everything in the world is a cycle. It was a pity that he, Matthews, had no talent for the laws of fate, otherwise, he might have been able to comprehend the rules!

After this battle, Matthews could roughly estimate his current combat power. Relying on the boost from his comprehension, he could easily handle a level nine early-stage magic beast as a level eight warrior.

Now that his Battle Qi had also reached the peak of level eight, Matthews didn't go out of his way to challenge more magic beasts with Asolun. Instead, he walked while trying to chase clouds that might bring rain, intending to use the opportunity of rain and thunder to comprehend the natural momentum of the world before the laws of lightning.

The depths of the Magic Beast Mountain Range were the territory of Saint-level magic beasts, so Matthews didn't dare to rashly continue deeper. Instead, he circled the current area and began heading west, continuing to cultivate his Battle Qi and sense the natural momentum of the world.

As he walked, Matthews suddenly stopped. Asolun asked in confusion, "Boss, why did we stop?"

"Something's wrong. We haven't continued deeper. Logically speaking, this shouldn't be the territory of a Saint-level magic beast; there should be other magic beasts living here."

Asolun continued to ask, puzzled, "Is there a problem with that?"

"Saint-level magic beasts can fly and survive by relying on the elements of the world. Therefore, there are rarely other magic beasts living in their territories!"

Hearing Matthews say this, Asolun reacted as well.

"Boss, we haven't encountered any other magic beasts all day. Could it be that we've wandered into the territory of a Saint-level magic beast!"

Matthews also analyzed calmly, "I'm not sure either. Let's retreat from here first."

After Matthews finished speaking, he took Asolun and retreated in the direction away from the Magic Beast Mountain Range. Just as the two of them turned around, a pair of eyes in the bushes not far away was staring at them intently.

Matthews didn't notice it; they hadn't wandered into the territory of a Saint-level magic beast, but rather a peak level nine magic beast had been tracking them for half a day, and its aura had scared away all the other magic beasts in the vicinity.

Matthews looked up at the sky, which had gradually turned gloomy. It was probably going to rain soon.

"It's about to rain. We need to find a place to hide from the rain!"

Although Matthews, as a level eight warrior, wasn't afraid of getting wet, he had finally encountered weather that might bring thunder. He needed to find a safe place to quietly contemplate this opportunity and try to grasp the natural momentum of the thundering heavens.

Matthews quickly selected a giant boulder. The boulder, slanted into the ground, could block some of the rain, making it a good spot.

Matthews sat cross-legged under the boulder, while Asolun shrank in size and stood guard to the side.

Asolun exhaled water vapor from its mouth, deploying its sensory method. Before long, the area around Matthews and the others was filled with a faint mist.

The moment the peak level nine magic beast, the Blood-Eyed Mane Lion, stepped into the range of the water mist defense set up by Asolun, Asolun was already alert to its presence.

"Boss, a level nine magic beast!"

Matthews, who had just recovered his Battle Qi, immediately stopped his cultivation and took out the Cold Light Ghost Shadow from his Space Ring. Although he wasn't afraid of a level nine early-stage magic beast now, a sneak attack from a level nine magic beast could still instantly leave him unable to fight.

The last time, that peak level nine Purple-Striped Black Bear, which had already grasped the natural momentum of the world, had rendered him unable to fight with just a single blow. Thus, Matthews assumed a defensive posture.

"Where?"

"Boss, over there!"

Looking in the direction Asolun indicated, Matthews couldn't see clearly due to the presence of Asolun's Water Mist Technique, so he had to use his Electromagnetic Induction.

He clearly sensed that it was a Blood-Eyed Mane Lion!

As Asolun stopped using magic to maintain the Water Mist Technique and the mist slowly dissipated, Matthews clearly saw the playful expression on the face of the Blood-Eyed Mane Lion.

He clearly remembered that in the original story, when Di Lin launched the magic beast riot, the Blood-Eyed Mane Lion was clearly described as a peak Saint-level magic beast. He hoped this Blood-Eyed Mane Lion wasn't Saint-level; otherwise, they would have no chance of survival.

What was even more infuriating was that after Matthews saw the playful look on its face, it didn't launch an attack, but just stood there quietly, exerting psychological pressure on its target!

"Boss, what do we do now?"

Asolun and his boss had killed a level nine early-stage magic beast not long ago, and now it was asking its boss what to do.

"It seems we didn't accidentally wander into the territory of a Saint-level magic beast earlier; this is likely the territory of this peak level nine magic beast, the Blood-Eyed Mane Lion. It has probably been tracking us for a long time!"

Asolun asked in confusion, "Then why didn't it attack from the beginning?"

"I don't know. It's probably full and is now enjoying the pleasure of tormenting its prey!"

"Then what do we do now?"

Looking at the sky, which had already begun to darken, logically speaking, magic beasts were like animals; they would retreat during rain and thunder. But now, this peak level nine magic beast, the Blood-Eyed Mane Lion, showed no reaction. It was likely determined to have them for a meal.

Thinking of this, Matthews no longer planned to sit and wait for death, so he sent a soul transmission to Asolun: "Same old routine. I'll take the lead, and you use ice magic to try and slow it down."