Little Bear Anton shook his head. The magical beast had been so fast that even he had not seen its figure clearly. After hearing that the magical beast specialized in speed, Lucas guessed that it was probably a small magical beast.
Lucas told Little Bear Anton to be careful. Limited by their size, small magical beasts like this probably were not very good at frontal charges. But everything in the world was relatively balanced. Precisely because they were small, most of them were exceptionally good at ambushes.
Their small size also gave them tremendous speed. They often struck once and withdrew, then waited for an opportunity to launch their next attack. Most were natural assassins!
Moreover, Lucas and Little Bear Anton were both at the ninth rank, yet it still had not retreated. In Lucas's view, this magical beast probably believed it had a chance of winning against two ninth-rank opponents, which made it even more dangerous for him. The worst possibility was that it was a Saint-level magical beast. In that case, even with his understanding of Heavy as Light and Wielding Something Light as Though It Were Heavy, Lucas had no confidence that he would necessarily win. If this magical beast had also comprehended a law, he would not even have any hope of surviving.
They walked like this for a while, but Lucas still found nothing attacking him. This worried him even more. From the current situation, this magical beast seemed very cunning. It probably believed it had him and Little Bear Anton in the bag, which was why it had not acted rashly.
Lucas said to Little Bear Anton, "Come on, let's cover each other. We need to find somewhere with a cliff. We can't keep walking through the wilderness like this."
Although Little Bear Anton was a glutton, he also understood that a place with grass half a meter tall offered poor visibility and made them easy targets for an ambush by a small magical beast. He therefore agreed with Lucas, and the human and magical beast covered each other.
After walking for about half an hour, they were just about to reach the foot of a small cliff. At that moment, Lucas saw a cat with a black body, four white paws, and white ears appear before him. He heard only an urgent meow before he was struck. A soul attack followed the meow straight into Lucas's Sea of the Soul.
Lucas only had time to say, "Shit." He had never expected a magical beast to possess a soul attack. Wasn't that something only Saints or Deities had? Unfortunately, the situation no longer allowed him to dwell on such things.
He could only use his soul, shaped like an unopened lotus and already showing signs of solidifying, to stir his Sea of the Soul in defense. Seeing his boss stop moving after that meow, Little Bear Anton immediately rushed over to stand in front of him. After that one strike, the cat actually did not flee. With his boss still not awake, Little Bear Anton did not dare pursue recklessly.
Lucas soon wore down the attack that had rushed into his soul. Unfortunately, he had already consumed well over half of his soul power, which was at the peak of the eighth rank. Lucas estimated that he could withstand one more soul attack of this strength, but that would be his limit.
Lucas was also thankful that he had a meditation method. An ordinary Ninth-Rank Warrior would probably have met their end here.
Once he came to, Lucas realized that this feline magical beast was definitely exceptionally gifted and might very well be a Divine Beast. He looked at the cat nearby, even more determined to possess it.
The cat was also very puzzled. Normally, this move would kill its target, but this warrior had clearly only narrowed his eyes and reacted for a moment before coming to his senses.
Lucas said to Little Bear Anton, "Help me. No matter what, we're getting it today."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lucas attacked. As a Ninth-Rank Warrior, he was by no means slow. Confident in its own strength, the cat did not flee. By the time Lucas and Little Bear Anton began closing in around it,
escaping had suddenly become much harder. Lucas attacked first, thrusting his spear straight out and knocking it toward Little Bear Anton. After that one strike, Lucas understood. This little cat's individual attack power was not particularly strong. His strike, imbued with Wielding Something Light as Though It Were Heavy, had wounded it outright. Now it knew these two magical beasts before it were not to be trifled with, but it was already too late to run.
Little Bear Anton took one of its blows head-on, giving Lucas the chance to thrust his spear again. After hitting it, Lucas pointed his spear at the little cat, which could no longer flee, and had Little Bear Anton ask whether it would submit.
After Little Bear Anton finished speaking, it merely meowed. Another soul attack struck Lucas, and he cursed inwardly. He could more or less understand why this soul attack was still aimed at him. After all, the little cat was probably most confident in its soul attacks. He had already withstood one, so the cat evidently reckoned that the second would take his life.
This little foolish bear clearly lacked speed, so even injured, it would still have a good chance of escaping. It absolutely could not submit to this human. In its eyes, this little bear was simply a disgrace to magical beasts. Humans were weak beings. How could he submit to a human so easily!
But its calculations had clearly fallen through. Just as it was about to run, Little Bear Anton had already received his boss's orders: they had to capture this feline magical beast.
He therefore did everything he could to block the wounded cat. The little cat was now furious. At present, its soul power was only enough to use two soul attacks. Normally, a single soul attack was all it needed when hunting. But today, it had wasted both chances on this human, and its other attacks clearly could do nothing to this thick-skinned bear in the short term.
So it asked Little Bear Anton, "What exactly are you trying to do, you disgrace to magical beasts? Let me leave."
The voice that answered it was Lucas's. He said bluntly, "You've already used two soul attacks on me. How could I possibly let you leave so easily?"
Hearing this, the little cat's fur immediately stood on end, and it cried out, "How is that possible?"
Unfortunately, Lucas could not understand the language of magical beasts, so he asked Little Bear Anton, "What's it saying?"
Anton explained to Lucas, "It's asking how you could still be fine after taking two of its soul attacks, Boss."
Lucas laughed heartily, then had his magical beast Anton ask, "Ask it whether it chooses submission or death."
After Anton relayed Lucas's words to the cat, it saw Lucas staring at it with murderous intent.
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