Arriving at the nearest base, Moon didn't bother entering the facility. Instead, he quickly identified a newcor among the awakeners—easily recognizable by his youthful appearance and basic equipnt that marked him as inexperienced.
"Hey, you there. Do you want this Direhorse?" Moon asked directly, approaching the young man who imdiately looked startled by the unexpected offer.
The newcor studied Moon warily, his expression guarded. He'd undoubtedly heard cautionary tales about naive awakeners being approached by strangers with ulterior motives.
Narrowing his eyes suspiciously, he responded, "I an yes, but what's the catch? I'm not interested in anything shady or dangerous."
"No catch whatsoever," Moon replied bluntly. "Do you want it or not? I don't have ti to waste on lengthy negotiations."
After a mont of internal debate, weighing the risks against the obvious benefits of acquiring such an expensive mount, the young man made his decision.
"Yes, I'll take it."
Moon turned toward the Direhorse, issuing a clear command to it, "Follow this awakener and obey his instructions, unless he attempts sothing suicidal. Serve him as you served , who knows, you might find yourself a partner like I did."
With that settled, Moon simply walked away without ceremony or further explanation.
The Direhorse watched its forr master depart with obvious sadness, understanding that this separation was permanent. Despite its lancholy, the creature recognized it had little choice in the matter.
Deep down, the Direhorse knew how fortunate it had been to serve soone like Moon—an awakener capable of defeating powerful opponents while keeping his companions safe. Finding another master with such power would be extrely unlikely.
But survival ant adaptation, and the Direhorse could only learn to serve its new owner while hoping for the best possible outco from this unexpected transition.
On his way out, Moon kept looking for anybody that he believed had potential or looked strong. With low expectations, Moon copied a class before he left through the gate.
[Class Slot {1/1}]
[Class: Trickster ] [Skills: Feint] [Duration: 24 hours]
Moon continued toward his destination without looking back, his mind already focused entirely on the Supre creature hunt ahead. ♢♢♢♢
Moon arrived at his destination within a single hour of travel ti.
"This journey would have taken at least twelve hours on the Direhorse," Moon grinned in satisfaction, appreciating Mirage's speed and endurance.
After an hour of exploring the terrain and investigating various locations that the beast may reside in, Moon finally discovered the source behind the intelligence reports he'd gathered. Standing before him was a formidable S-rank Twin-Horned Rhino, its massive body and dual curved horns nacing.
After a quick assessnt, it clearly wasn't the Supre creature he'd been hoping to encounter.
"…Another false alarm."
Moon began charging his [Lightning Raiju], deciding not to waste ti on fighting the beast since it wasn't his target to begin with.
Sensing the growing threat from Moon's body, the rhino imdiately charged toward Moon with surprising speed, attempting to interrupt his spell casting before the attack could be completed.
ROAR!
Before the beast could get close enough to pose any threat, a brilliant flash of blue lightning erupted from Moon's position, striking the charging beast directly.
Zap!
The rhino's massive body imdiately stiffened from the attack, its forward montum carrying it several more steps before it collapsed heavily to the ground.
Moon raised an eyebrow in mild surprise as the creature struggled in its attempt to rise, only to collapse again from the lingering effects of the lightning. His attack would have killed most S-Rank beasts outright, but this rhino was clearly no ordinary beast.
"This rhino is really durable, Its defense is among the highest I've encountered in the S-Rank range. That hardening ability rivals mid-tier elental defenses in terms of combat power."
He approached the dying beast while drawing his sword to deliver the finishing blow. The rhino was clearly on the brink of death, and Moon wanted to conserve his remaining mana considering he'd expended a significant portion on the Lightning Raiju attack.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Moon executed a combo of quick, precise strikes, sealing the creature's fate in a swift manner. [You have killed the Level 25 S-Rank Twin-Horned Rhino]
[You have gained 350 Lives]
Then, Moon stored the beast's body in his storage ring. Though this hadn't been the Supre encounter he'd hoped for, it was still more than he had expected.
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[ Na: Moon ] [ Race: Human ] [ Class: Classless, Trickster] [ Level: 25 ][Awaiting Evolution] [ Lives: 99,975 ] [Super Lives: 5] [ Strength: 48 ] [ Agility: 48 ] [ Constitution: 55 ] [ Mana: 82 ] ( 5 to all stats) [ Attribute Points: 0] [ Skills: Elental Attack, Advanced Elental Body, Tenacity, Golden Skin, Ignite, Dagger Arts, Rune Inscription, Appraisal, Lightning Raiju, Calmness, Beastmaster, Minor nd, Purify, Stone Clasp, Heaviness, Air Step, Piercing Sword, Bird dance, Bullseye, Archery, Spear Arts, Feint(Limited Ti)] [ Talent: Grim Reaper ] [ Class Skill: Class Slot {1/1} ]
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During the week, Moon had gained three new skills, Bullseye, Archery, and Spear Arts. The three skills were all of the common rank skill which he then evolved to uncommon.
Archery and Bullseye ca from the sa root class Archer. And Spear Arts ca from the Class Spearman. Although the skills were weaker compared to his other skills, they were still new skills regardless. Unfortunately, he was unable to figure out the class before copying it, and he didn't have enough ti to search or luck to find a person with a unique class.
"I've almost reached 100,000 Lives..." Moon muttered from his position on Mirage's back as they traveled across the varied sanctuary terrain. "Hopefully, this final location actually contains a Supre-rank beast."
He sighed with a mixture of anticipation and concern about the possibility of another false lead.
The journey passed in a blur of changing landscapes as Mirage carried him swiftly toward their destination. Within two hours, they had arrived at the location that represented Moon's last lead.
"This is it," Moon said quietly, scanning the distinctive terrain spread before them.
The Starfall Wastes stretched across the horizon—a vast plain adorned by enormous craters of varying sizes, each one marking where ancient teors had supposedly crashed into the Sanctuary many years before the region was found by exploring awakeners.
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