Dust still hung in the air like a thick curtain.
Logan didn’t rush. His boots tapped steadily against the stone, each step ringing louder than the hamr’s earlier strikes. The mask hid his face, but the way he carried himself...calm, unshaken, made the air feel heavier than the boss’s killing intent monts ago.
The orc pushed itself up from the crater with a guttural roar. Shards of stone slid off its body. Its black-glowing eyes narrowed at the newcor. It had taken blows from A-class hunter Gideon without flinching... yet that fireball had sent it tumbling like a rag doll.
Ronald kept staring with his mouth slightly open.
"How is this possible?! Am I dreaming? Yes.
I am dreaming for sure. Only that can explain how it’s happening."
Luna’s fingers gripped the ground. Her lips trembled. She was overjoyed to see Logan but many things about him seed out of the place.
That body fra...
And most importantly...
That power...
Lilith managed to push herself to one knee, her gaze locked on him. She was still unsure if her mind was playing tricks. Sothing was tugging at her mind continuously.
A na!
Logan stopped a few paces from the crater. He tilted his head slightly at the orc, as if deciding whether it was even worth the trouble. Then he raised one hand.
A spark of crimson fla burst to life in his palm. It swirled, condensed, growing hotter by the second until the very air began to shimr.
The orc bellowed and lunged forward, hamr swinging in a wide arc.
Fwoosh!
The fla turned into a blazing spear. Logan then thrust it forward....no wasted motion, no hesitation. "This control! And the raw power! Has the advancent in cultivation elevated my mana level too?!"
Boom!
The impact detonated against the hamr’s head. Sparks scattered. The orc stumbled back a step, its grip loosening slightly.
And Logan? He kept staring at his own hand....
In satisfaction. Like savoring the mont.
But gasps rippled through the party mbers who were still awake sohow.
"He overwheld it?! And that too in just two strikes!!!!" Ronald muttered in disbelief.
The orc roared again and rushed in with a flurry of swings, the ground splintering under each step. But Logan moved like water, flowing around the attacks, his feet barely touching the ground.
A hamr strike ca down from above. Logan sidestepped, letting it smash the floor, then twisted his body and drove an ice-coated fist into the orc’s ribs.
Crack!
The red-skinned brute staggered, coughing out a wet grunt.
Lilith’s eyes widened. "How powerful!"
Gideon, barely conscious, lifted his head from the crater he was in. His blurry vision caught Logan trading blows with the boss.... and winning.
"So he finally decided to co back." A smirk lifted the corner of his lips. "But what’s with this insane power?! Had he been holding back in the past?! Or....
Did sothing happen...
In these last few months?"
Logan didn’t stop. He pressed forward, unleashing a barrage of strikes—fire in one hand, ice in the other. Each blow exploded against the orc’s body, chipping away at its stone-like skin.
The orc swung desperately, but its speed was slowing down.
"Unbelievable..." Luna whispered.
Ronald’s awe turned into a grin. "Kick its ass! Make that bas***d pay for what it did." His despair and helplessness which had overwheld him just a few monts ago had now turned into satisfaction. He didn’t care how Logan pulled it off. Only that he did....
Logan dashed in and threw a kick!
Booom!
The boss collapsed to one knee. Logan raised his hand flaring with blazing fire.
But before Logan could finish the job, the boss howled and the remaining monsters stirred. The ones that had been watching from the sidelines now lunged again..... So baring their claws while so gnashing their fangs.
Lilith’s heart sank. "No... even he can’t—"
Fwoosh!
A wall of fire roared to life, cutting across the monsters’ path. Logan didn’t even turn to look at them. He extended one hand and the flas curved, trapping the entire horde in a blazing semicircle.
The monsters roared, leaping through the flas.
Logan vanished from sight.
A heartbeat later.....
Bang!
One monster’s head blasted with a single punch. Another’s body was sliced with an ice blade.
Logan moved through them like a blur. Like a shadow.
In seconds, half the horde was gone.
The survivors tried to flank him. He swept a hand sideways.
Whuuum!
Gravity crashed down like an invisible hamr, pinning them to the floor. Flas followed, swallowing them whole. The sll of burning flesh filled the chamber.
Even the orc stared for a mont, its weapon lowered slightly.
Ronald could only laugh weakly. "What... what is he?"
Luna’s tears had totally stopped by now, replaced by wide-eyed wonder.
Lilith clenched her jaw. "Why wasn’t he here from the beginning? Slacking off?! Tch..."
The last of the smaller monsters fell, either burned, frozen, or torn apart. Silence reclaid the room, except for the slow, deliberate footsteps as Logan walked toward the kneeling orc.
The boss’s chest heaved. It gripped its hamr tightly, but even it seed to sense the end.
Logan stopped just outside its reach. His right hand ignited with a pure, searing fla.
Lilith felt her throat tighten. She knew—this strike would kill it.
The orc lifted its head, baring its teeth in one last defiant snarl.
Logan took a step forward....
And just then....
Thud!
A sound echoed from the far side of the chamber.
Sothing stepped out from the deeper shadows.
It was tall, almost matching the orc’s height, but thinner. Its body was monstrous, scaled arms, taloned hands, and skin that shimred with a sickly green sheen. But its head... its head was human. Pale skin. Black hair falling over one side of its face. Eyes that looked like black holes.
Ronald’s breath caught. "What... the hell... is that?"
The creature smiled. Not a kind smile...a thin, knowing curl of the lips.
"Impressive," it said, voice smooth and deep. "You’ve done better than most. But your fight... it ends now."
The orc glanced toward it... and stepped back quickly.
Logan didn’t move.
Behind the mask, his eyes narrowed.
And just when everyone from Gideon’s party assud that a new threat had appeared and Logan might be in danger, sothing happened....
A low hum....
The air thickened....
Chill ran down everyone’s spine. Even the orc and the new creature that had arrived felt it.
Sothing dangerous and suffocating was unleashed.....
Sothing prival....
Bloodlust!!!!
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