[Bonus for 1200 GTs] The first ti Sylas truly faced the Arctic Emperor Cobra's gaze, it felt like all of his blood had frozen cold. He realized that even if he could see the cobra's stats, it wouldn't give him the full picture. If anything, it would just give him a false impression of what he was facing.
For the first ti, he was seeing a creature that could actually faintly resist his Beast Totem. Of course, it failed in the end. The Talent of a Legendary Path Profession couldn't be ignored by just any beast. But it told Sylas sothing else…
Maybe out there, sowhere, there was a beast of the Serpentes that really could ignore his Beast Totem's effects.
After a mont of shock, it felt as though sothing within Sylas had been provoked.
The ntal pressure on him vanished, and he had the Basilisk King activate right then and there despite the fact it was being besieged.
[Title: Legendary Tar]
[You have subdued the pride of a Legendary Beast, your skill knows no bounds]
[ 100% Wisdom]
[ 100% Will]
[Title: BOSS Slayer]
[Creatures that others fear, you crush. It is not you who should fear them, but rather they who should fear you.]
[ 10% ALL stats when facing an opponent 10 Levels or more above you]
Sylas made it to the Basilisk King's side in the next instant. Three ballista bolts appeared and twisted down.
The cobras were caught off guard, almost as though they only realized now that their target was Sylas.
Sylas picked one up by its tail and smashed it against a tree with all his might. He could feel the fibers of his torso stretching taut as though they might rip apart at any mont.
BANG!
Its head exploded into a rain of gore.
The Basilisk King's tail whipped it the mont it got so breathing room, shattering another one into a rain of blood and flesh.
By this point, the Arctic Emperor Cobra was no more than 20 ters away. Sylas could feel the full brunt of its presence in his visualization. It appeared more like a blazing bonfire than a creature, seeming amorphous and hard to spot until his actual eyes landed on it.
Now, the restrictions around it were even more obvious to Sylas' eyes, and with Enchanted Scribe, he could understand what was happening faintly.
It seed that the system wasn't as unreasonable as he thought. The restrictions were in place to give him a chance.
The Arctic Emperor Cobra had accepted a deal in order to have a chance to avenge its son, while Sylas was forced into the situation but had the chance to deal with the Arctic King Cobras in waves instead.
First the minions, then the elites, and only then would the Arctic Emperor Cobra be able to attack personally. Unless, of course, he broke the rules of the contract and attacked it directly.
Sylas' gaze flickered. He had known that his Enchanted Scribe ability would co in clutch for monts exactly like this one. Without it, he might have made the mistake of coming at it directly.
In that case…
Sylas moved forward like lightning. This ti, he took the vanguard, and the Basilisk King trailed behind him, keeping up pace quite easily now that its Speed was actually beyond Sylas' own.
"Now," Sylas commanded coldly.
The Basilisk King, which had been storing up
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