Deep into the night, there was a slight chill in the air.
Standing in front of Eden, Maxwell felt extrely tiny when compared to it.
He was completely pissed off at what happened earlier.
He never expected that Sebastian would be so shaless that he would detain Gwendolyn and Constantine as hostages. What he hated the most in his life were people ssing with those close to him.
In his own words: You can ss with but don’t touch my friends or family.
If you dare ss with my friends and family, I will disregard everything and deal with you.
Humans needed flas of passion!
This fla of passion had kindled when Maxwell transmigrated to this world. Now the fla had spread through all his five viscera and six organs, and before long it will arrive at his mind and sea of consciousness.
Maxwell cald his thoughts by performing three deep breaths. He then looked towards Eden City and said in a low tone: "Just wait for !"
Those four words were filled with different anings!
After that, Maxwell stepped into Eden. His presence awakened birds and insects alike, causing the outer periphery to beco restless.
The feast of the hunt had begun!
His original intention of training in Eden was to go against the above silver rank-spawned beast in 8 days. But now it was different...
Apart from challenging the above silver rank spawned beast, the most important point was to kill the last boss.
He didn’t want to let things drag on anymore.
This last boss had to be removed or else next ti, it wouldn’t be as simple as detaining his people.
Maxwell wasn’t soone who would let harm co to those close to him. If he finds out, he will definitely eliminate them!
The night was as dark as ink, where one could not see the slightest light, within the forest.
Soone at level 2 bronze rank wouldn’t be able to see more than several ters ahead of them. Wanting to find spawned beasts under these conditions was quite difficult.
Half an hour later, Maxwell was only able to kill a few below silver rank spawned beasts in his travels. His eyebrows unconsciously turned to a frown, "This won’t do; if I can’t find any spawned beasts, am I supposed to start killing air?"
After thinking for a while, Maxwell’s eyebrows sank as he roared out. His body released an aura in an unbridled manner causing overbearing, domineering and extre arrogance to blast out into the surrounding forest.
As his aura billowed out, more than ten pairs of cold green eyes stared at him in less than half a minute.
Spawned beasts were just like humans, they didn’t like to be provoked.
Maxwell’s aura made them fly into a rage. They sward in towards him, and once they realised it was a human, their eyes all changed like they had been starving for a long ti.
Drool started plopping on the floor as one of them pawed the ground. Its throat gave off a low terrifying growl as if to warn the others to back off and that Maxwell was its prey.
In an instant, the above bronze rank Fiery Scarlet Wolf began to howl.
Maxwell’s lips curved into a sneer. "Perfect timing!"
Maxwell faintly smiled as he brought out a zero storage space, "It’s ti for to test out those iron monsters."
"Sandrock, you’re up!"
"Creak!"
A sound of tals rubbing against each other was heard. A super terrifying looking iron beast, 4 ters tall and fully in black, appeared. Maxwell made a thought and Sandrock’s eyes glowed before blocking in front of him. Sandrock watched as the Fiery Scarlet Wolf had already launched itself into the air. It looked at the wolf with a hint of disdain as if it were looking at a tiny ant in front of it.
The right arm rose up and heavily slapped down.
"Slap!"
The Fiery Scarlet Wolf was smashed down in mid-air; its body deeply entrenched in the ground. Its four limbs flailed out while its head and tail were in a straight alignnt as if it were a printing cast.
"Crackle!"
"Congratulations to player Maxwell Gillette for killing a Fiery Scarlet Wolf."
"Reward: 350 XP and 35 mana."
"Oh shit, insta kill!"
Maxwell was internally shocked. Looking up at Sandrock, waves of emotion were felt in his heart. He already knew that a level 3 Creation puppet soldier would be powerful, but he didn’t expect its power to be that great. An above bronze rank spawned beast died from a slap, and it looked even easier than slapping a fly to death.
"How!"
That was the only word to describe what Maxwell was feeling.
"Powerful, simply way too powerful!" Maxwell almost jumped into the air in joy. The strength of a level 3 Creation puppet soldier had exceeded his expectations.
During this training period for him, Maxwell started to get excited.
"Sebastian, you damn old fogey, you just wait for ! I will definitely make you burst with loot!" Maxwell showed a ghastly smile.
Imdiately after, Maxwell went to pull up the Scarlet Flad Wolf embedded inside the ground and cut its throat, letting the blood gush all over his own body. The amount of spawned beasts in Eden was like stars in the sky, and this bloody scent was ideal to attract other spawned beasts. It was definitely more attractive than the scent that Maxwell had on his own body.
A pungent bloody scent drifted into the surrounding air, and heart-piercing roars from near and far started reverberating in the mountain forest.
All life forms in the surrounding area started becoming restless.
Those starving spawned beasts nearby couldn’t endure anymore and rushed out as if they were trying to snatch whatever they could!
Maxwell had a savage smile on his face as a dozen or so spawned beasts descended onto him. To save ti, he pulled out another zero storage space and shouted: "Wing, head out!"
"Bam!"
A huge iron monster seed to have descended from the heavens and directly stomped a spawned beast into at paste. It then dove into the pack of spawned beasts as if it were a tallic Grim Reaper.
At the sa ti, apart from controlling the two creation puppet soldiers with his mind, he personally pulled out the Bronze Heavenly Sword that had exploded out from Adel’s corpse previously and began killing as well.
Ti was very precious to him at the mont.
Maxwell didn’t want to waste a single mont. He was thinking of Sebastian’s sinister words; he was thinking of Fargo’s unbridled verbal abuse; he was thinking of Collin’s unscrupulous clinging to a faction; he was thinking of Gwendolyn being detained because of him; he was thinking of all the bullying Constantine had suffered; and he was thinking of how all the people in Eden City were waiting to see him as a joke. The emotional flas in his heart started burning even more vigorously.
"Kill!"
A sword struck out at full power without any reserves for defence. This strike was like he didn’t care about his own life!
A single sword strike pierced through the skull of a spawned beast.
The System sounded off a sweet notification sound he loved hearing.
Maxwell pulled out the sword; his body beca illusory before once again stabbing out with all his strength.
"Slash!"
"Crackle!"
A series of system notifications was heard, making Maxwell’s eardrums hurt, but he was still extrely excited about it.
A single person with two creation puppet soldiers was killing like mad and like a beast.
With the domineering aura of – If god blocks him, kill god. Devil blocks him, kill the Devil; the peace here was completely destroyed by Maxwell.
As he moved forward, there would be roars, death, and blood spraying everywhere. The only part of Maxwell’s body that wasn’t covered in blood was his eyes. The rest were caked in blood that had started to darken. More blood would then spray over him and start clotting, and the process would repeat itself. Eventually, Maxwell looked like he was wearing an armour made up of blood that was quite terrifying to behold. It was like a demon had just crawled up from the depths of hell.
This continued to the morning, then to noon, then to evening. And then the next morning...
Maxwell was extrely tired by now.
If it weren’t for the sheer willpower supporting him, he could fall asleep just by lying on the ground.
As if afraid of wasting a single second or missing a single XP, Maxwell was trying to kill spawned beasts and level up with his life on the line. He had beco completely insane!
Finally!
"Crackle!"
"Congratulations to player Maxwell Gillette for levelling up."
"Level 10 silver rank."
"Crackle!"
"Reward: Martial Technique: Ghost Steps!"
Maxwell’s heart was in ecstasy as he imdiately opened the System interface to learn the technique. The new technique then appeared in his technique column.
At that mont, a hint of chilling aura shot out – it was killing intent!
This was a strong murderous killing intent!
Maxwell’s lips arched into a cold sneer, "You damn thing, you finally couldn’t endure anymore?"
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