Ignoring the system notification after dealing with the two Tusk Boars, Amon strode in casually into the second ridge.
The mont he passed the second ridge, the air changed, becoming denser than usual.
The stench of blood filled the air, and glancing at the clearing, Amon spotted quite a number of scratch marks on branches, trees, and on the ground.
He glanced around slightly, his blood already pumping excitedly.
Stroking the sword, he glanced around, a sharp glint in his eyes.
"Now... where could you guys be..."
The mont his voice faded, as though on cue, more than ten red eyes appeared from behind the trees.
Their bodies were initially covered by the trees; however, they gradually stepped out.
Staring at them, Amon was briefly taken aback.
With shark canines and a sharp row of teeth, and walking on four strong legs with light purple fur that caught the soft light, Amon noticed the wolves approaching him and baring their fangs.
Their information was displayed above their heads.
[Na: Ashfang Wolf]
[Prefixes: swift ferocious wolf, Phantom Wolf]
[Level: 2]
[Attack Power: 45]
[Health Points: 80]
[Defence: 40]
[Skill: Phantom Step — creates a visual afterimage to misdirect the target before delivering a real strike from the opposite direction]
...
’Huh? Why’s the information more detailed this ti?’ Amon glanced at the hovering information above the heads of the wolves.
Most of them were level 2, with three being at level 3...
...
[Na: Ashfang Wolf]
[Prefixes: swift ferocious wolf, Phantom Wolf]
[Level: 3]
[Attack Power: 85]
[Health Points: 150]
[Defence: 50]
[Skill: Phantom Step — creates a visual afterimage to misdirect the target before delivering a real strike from the opposite direction]
...
Although they possessed the sa skill set, Amon knew that the higher the level a beast was, the more proficient they would be in such skill.
Amon wasn’t given much ti to dwell on his thoughts.
The mont the wolves noticed him, howls of anger and fervent excitent pierced through the air.
Clearly, they were excited to finally encounter another human here after a long ti.
Awoooo!
The wolves instantly charged at him, becoming a blur of motion.
Noticing all 5 wolves simultaneously vanish from his line of sight, briefly flickering as though they were aiming to attack him, Amon grinned, revealing a neat row of teeth.
"Finally... a beast who knows how to have a little fight!"
Without hesitation, he attacked in the opposite direction.
With the effects of the prefix, the ordinary sword had beco:
[Extrely sharp and agile Iron sword.]
Swinging his sword in a motion that drew an arc, his attack landed on the first beast that approached him.
[-90]
Normally, Amon’s attack power was 82; however, with the enhancent brought about by the sword with the prefix ’extrely sharp,’ it increased his attack power by more than 120.
Naturally, 40 went into breaking the beast’s defenses while the remaining chipped at the monster’s health bar, instantly killing it as soon as it’s health bar ran out.
A glowing red notification briefly appeared above the beast’s head, followed by the crisp chi of the system’s notification.
[Ding! Congratulations! You have killed an Ashfang Wolf. Gained 40 Exp. Do You wish to extract?]
’Yes,’ Amon said ntally and silently felt a slight increase to his speed.
Feeling that the system had probably extracted an attribute related to speed, he attacked with even more fervor.
[-90!]
[-90!]
Two strikes and two more wolves were dead.
Having learned a little martial arts in the real world, Amon’s footwork was almost impeccable; hence, he was able to maintain good control of the battle and dodge the attacks from the wolves at the appropriate ti.
Dodging the attack, Amon glanced at the two level 3 wolves, and he could notice the slight hesitation in their eyes.
"Co..." Amon said with a grin, "I’ll make it painless."
With that said, he closed the distance on the nearest wolf he could find.
Swoosh!
The wolf instantly activated its skill, phantom step, and vanished, appearing from behind Amon.
Amon didn’t panic and calmly turned around, his sword already slicing upwards in an arc motion.
Bang!
The beast was slamd by the sword, and a glowing red health bar notification appeared above its head.
[-80]
The beast was slamd into the ground, its blood splattering onto the ground.
At the sa ti, it staggered and tried to stand up; however, Amon wouldn’t give the beast a second chance.
His sword moved at lightning speed once more, claiming the life of the beast instantly.
[-100]
The beast turned into a burst of white light, which gradually condensed into sothing akin to a bronze chest.
It glead slightly like an otherworldly treasure.
Staring at the treasure chest Amon was briefly taken aback.
Normally, there was a 1 percent chance of obtaining a treasure chest after killing a beast.
Due to the rarity of it, it was best one didn’t get their hopes up.
As such, Amon hadn’t been too bothered about it.
’Considering the number of creatures I’ve killed so far, it’s only reasonable I obtained a treasure chest.’ Amon muttered in his mind, already understanding so truth to the matter.
Just as Amon was slightly lost in his thoughts, the wolf decided to take this chance to attack him.
However, despite being distracted, Amon’s attention had always also been on the beast all this while.
As such, the mont the beast moved, he moved as well.
[-80]
Amon’s sword didn’t pause, streaking through the air and claiming the beast’s health.
The beast fell to the ground, dead. Staring at the beast, Amon rubbed his chin slightly.
’Although it was a little more thrilling than fighting the Tusk Boars, it still didn’t give much pressure.’
Amon reached down and stared at the treasure chest before opening it.
A bright light briefly flashed before it narrowed, gradually revealing the treasure inside.
[Ding! Congratulations on opening a Bronze treasure chest. You have received a unique bronze-rank armor, slippery Phantom!]
Amon’s eyes glowed in excitent, glancing at the description of the Phantom Armor.
Finally, he had another thing he could add prefixes onto!
[Description: Forged from the essence of the Ashfang Wolf, this armor embodies elusive motion and deceptive presence. It favors speed over durability, turning its wearer into a fleeting illusion on the battlefield.]
Attributes:
Defense: 5
Agility: 8
Movent Speed: 20%
Passive Effects:
Phantom Slip: 5% chance to phase incoming attacks, reducing damage by 50%; effects decrease with every increase in the gap between the attacker and the grade of armor.
Residual Afterimage: Movent leaves behind afterimages that may misdirect enemies.
Friction Nullification: Greatly reduces movent resistance, enhancing unpredictability.
Active Skill:
Phantom Step: Instantly displace and leave behind a decoy. Next strike deals bonus damage when attacking from a blind spot
(Cooldown: 10s)
Weakness:
[Stability Drain: Continuous movent and skill usage rapidly consu stamina.]
Amon sucked in a sharp breath, staring at the description with a dumbfounded look.
It was simply absurd.
Just as he was about to equip it, a grueso howl pierced through the air.
Awoooooo!!!
Amon’s gaze snapped to his surroundings because this howl was more than ten tis more fearso than the wolves he had just dealt with.
Turning around, Amon’s expression dropped slightly as he noticed a pack of wolves gradually walking towards him under the lead of a monstrously huge one.
He glanced above their heads and it was...
Blank.
’This is going to be a little troubleso...’ Amon muttered with narrowed eyes as he stood up, picking the sword.
’System... Equip the Slippery Phantom Armor. Looks like it’s ti for another dance... A more interesting one this ti...’
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