Outside the cave, the anxiously waiting group saw the surging flas and imdiately grew tense.
"Will Mr. Lin Mo be alright?"
Finnie's brows furrowed deeply, her face full of worry.
Ellie gripped her weapon tightly, ready to charge forward at any mont.
Alden was also quite concerned, yet he trusted Lin Mo's strength and judgnt, comforting everyone: "It's fine, trust Lin Mo."
"Whoosh—!"
As the flas dissipated, Lin Mo stood outside the cave, glanced at his slightly burned left arm, and let out a heavy breath.
He could only say it was fortunate he had been prepared for this move and retreated fast enough, otherwise he would have really been in trouble...
Magic wasn't comparable to physical attacks; while constitution could still provide so effect, it was significantly reduced.
He had learned from Flora that according to the Imperial Mage Association's specialized research on this, the defensive capabilities provided by constitution only offered about 66.7% effectiveness against magic.
This was one of the reasons magic was so powerful.
Except when dealing with the few creatures possessing corresponding elental resistance, magic of equivalent power often caused higher damage than physical skills.
That's why Lin Mo, with only 3 magic points, could instantly kill low-level magical creatures like goblins using ordinary, non-max-level magic.
However, this move probably couldn't be used too many tis.
Looking at the increasingly weak Crimson Fla Tiger inside the cave that didn't dare to chase after him, Lin Mo actually felt more confident.
After all...
A Holy Light ca from behind him, and the burns on Lin Mo's left arm imdiately began healing at a visible rate. In just two or three seconds, they had completely recovered as if he had never been injured at all.
After all, he was fighting with a healer by his side.
With his injuries fully recovered, Lin Mo charged forward again, rushing toward the Crimson Fla Tiger before him.
The Crimson Fla Tiger's remaining single eye clearly showed so fear. It roared and swung its front claws, attempting to force Lin Mo back.
Lin Mo dodged swiftly, avoiding this attack, then imdiately unleashed a [Charged Sword Slash], sending three Sword Energy blades aid at its eye.
The Crimson Fla Tiger could only retract its claws to block. Three consecutive Sword Energy blades sliced through flesh, leaving deep, bone-revealing wounds on its intact front paw.
With both front paws injured, the Crimson Fla Tiger grew increasingly agitated. However, just as it prepared to counterattack regardless of its injuries, Lin Mo had disappeared from its sight.
The next mont, another three Sword Energy blades attacked from behind. These three blades struck at exactly the sa angle, hitting the sa spot repeatedly, nearly severing the Crimson Fla Tiger's spine.
The Crimson Fla Tiger turned its head with difficulty, fire elents gathering in its mouth. But Lin Mo, having learned from his previous mistake, had already moved in front of it, directly mounting the tiger's back.
"Boom—"
The flas from the Crimson Fla Tiger's mouth shot out, but could only burn against the stone wall of the cave.
It struggled, trying to throw Lin Mo off its back. At its peak, this wouldn't have been difficult, but the Crimson Fla Tiger was now at the end of its strength, extrely weak, unable to exert even half of its original power, completely helpless against Lin Mo.
A sharp glint flashed in Lin Mo's eyes as he brought his sword blade down hard on the Crimson Fla Tiger's cracked spine.
With a crisp snapping sound, the Crimson Fla Tiger's struggling movents imdiately ceased. Its massive body fell powerlessly to the ground, twitched for a mont, then breathed its last with unwilling reluctance.
Lin Mo panted heavily. Although the battle hadn't lasted long, fighting magical creatures of this level was completely different from slaughtering goblins.
Using skills consecutively, plus the contest of strength with the Crimson Fla Tiger, had consud nearly half of his stamina.
He could only say that if this Crimson Fla Tiger hadn't been injured, he would have found it very difficult to defeat a threat level 3 magical creature at his current strength. At best, he could only hold out for a while and look for an opportunity to escape.
Although the process was difficult, the rewards for finally killing this Crimson Fla Tiger were quite substantial.
[Accumulated Sword Combo] proficiency 23
A single magical creature directly provided 23 proficiency points, raising Lin Mo's Accumulated Sword Combo directly to level 4.
"Skill [Accumulated Sword Combo] Lv3 (40/40) leveled up!"
"Current skill [Accumulated Sword Combo] Lv4 (4/100)"
Gained attribute points: Strength 3!
Having just recently advanced to level 2 warrior, Lin Mo's strength attribute had increased by another 3 points.
Besides this, the most important thing was the profits this Crimson Fla Tiger could bring...
Lin Mo walked out of the cave and waved to the others. Alden brought the group over and began processing the corpse.
It took several people working together to drag the Crimson Fla Tiger out of the cave. Looking at the massive body before them, Solan clicked his tongue repeatedly: "This big? That's really impressive..."
Wasn't it even more impressive that Lin Mo could take down such a monster?
Alden looked at Lin Mo, recalling the scene when he had first joined their team.
Back then, he could still sowhat hold his own against him in a fight, but now he could barely even help.
And how many days had it been?
This growth speed was simply unbelievable.
He would guarantee that even the most talented nobles of the empire, with the best resources poured into them, could never improve their strength as quickly as Lin Mo.
He had a feeling that their Raging Bull Team might beco famous throughout the continent as supporting characters in Bard stories!
After working for quite a while, they finally managed to butcher the Crimson Fla Tiger's corpse.
Just the enormous tiger skin alone couldn't fit in their backpacks and had to be rolled up and carried.
"How much would such a large tiger skin be worth?"
Solan couldn't help but ask.
"The task we accepted was for a sub-adult Crimson Fla Tiger, priced at 60-90 gold coins. This adult Crimson Fla Tiger would be worth at least 150 gold coins or more."
After saying this, Alden added: "But this has nothing to do with you. Lin Mo hunted this Crimson Fla Tiger by himself."
150 gold coins, plus double...
Lin Mo felt that the 800 gold coin mithril gloves no longer seed so unattainable.
This was the aning of adventure - wealth cos through danger. If he hadn't dared to try, he wouldn't have obtained this huge sum of 300 gold coins.
Of course, he couldn't keep all the money for himself. Although he had indeed almost single-handedly killed it, Finnie had still helped, and the other team mbers had helped with carrying and disassembling, so he should give them so compensation for their efforts.
"I'll take 80% of the money from this Crimson Fla Tiger. Finnie gets 10%, and the rest goes to everyone else."
Alden didn't respond imdiately: "Let's discuss this after returning to the city. This isn't a good place to linger; we need to leave quickly."
While they were talking, Finnie was looking at the tiger skin, frowning slightly.
On this tiger skin, she sensed a bad aura.
She hoped it was just her imagination...
With all tasks completed, the group soon set off, returning fully loaded with the gains from their journey.
However, they couldn't return within the day, so they had to spend another night in the forest.
Unlike last night, everyone was clearly more relaxed today. After carefully setting traps and confirming there was no danger around, the atmosphere in the camp beca cheerful.
A large bonfire was lit in the center of the camp, with large chunks of roasted at skewered on thick branches.
This was all at from the Crimson Fla Tiger; they had brought back as much of the good cuts as possible.
"Eat up while it's fresh. High-level magical beasts have abundant Qi and Blood in their bodies. Eating this at is good for your health. If you eat it consistently, it might even enhance your physical attributes."
There was such a thing?
This was the first ti Lin Mo had heard of this. "So how much exactly do you need to eat to increase attributes?"
"You an specifically Crimson Fla Tiger?"
Alden smiled: "If it's just magical beasts of this level, you need to eat it long-term to see effects. If you eat about ten pounds every day, it would take several months to show noticeable results."
"..."
Lin Mo's mouth twitched for a mont: "That's way too slow."
"After all, while the Crimson Fla Tiger is incredibly powerful to us, looking across the entire continent, it's just a relatively low-level magical creature."
"If it were flesh from lord-level, or even epic-level magical creatures, the effects would be much better."
"I know about this... In Bard stories, those legendary-level powerhouses defeat mythical-level magical creatures, then eat their flesh and gain imdiate improvents!"
Solan joined in the conversation, adding to the topic.
"Epic-level magical creatures actually have quite good effects. Lord-level ones are slightly worse, but if you persist in eating for about a week, you can get direct improvents. The effects gradually diminish the more you eat..."
But these things were too distant for them.
The potions crafted by those heroic-level and legendary-level alchemists could also enhance attributes, but was that aningful?
For 99.999% of people across the continent, such things were beyond reach for their entire lives. Even for royal families of kingdoms, they were extrely precious items.
Lin Mo ate roasted at while learning about this information.
It might be useful for him in the future.
But you know, this Crimson Fla Tiger at is actually quite tasty... After roasting, the at is firm and springy, full of juices. After eating it, your body feels warm and comfortable inside.
Forget about attributes or not, it's definitely quite beneficial for the body. Ordinary people who eat it would probably avoid many minor illnesses and pains.
Everyone chatted intermittently, and gradually the conversation drifted toward gossip topics.
Rick teased: "Captain, when is your Bella going to hold the banquet and invite us to the wedding celebration?"
"Get lost, get lost, stop bringing that up..."
Alden rolled his eyes and, embracing the idea of sacrificing others to save himself, redirected the fire toward Lin Mo.
"What about Lin Mo... How are things with you and Ellie recently?"
"?"
Lin Mo pointed at himself with an innocent expression: "If I said it was a misunderstanding, would you believe ?"
"No way."
Only a ghost would believe that. Ellie wasn't even pretending anymore now; the way she looked at Lin Mo was practically oozing with affection. If you called that a misunderstanding, who would believe it?
The unanimous response made Lin Mo roll his eyes helplessly.
To be reasonable, he was truly innocent.
But since things had reached this point, he couldn't be bothered to explain anymore. He might as well go with the flow—it wasn't necessarily a bad thing...
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