Chapter 76: Level 2 Hunting Mont! Headhunter!
At this mont, from this perspective, Leo was able to see countless fine threads extending from the red Blood Core, connecting to every part of the Goblin’s body.
No wonder—Leo recalled that once a Goblin was killed, it would directly turn into a pool of liquid.
As for Blood Goblins, only after the Blood Core was dug out would they liquefy.
Through his Hunting skill, Leo had gained a deeper understanding of the bodily structure of Goblins as a species.
This also ant that the next ti he faced a Blood Goblin, he could directly attack its Blood Core.
This new skill effect was indeed sowhat useful for hunting.
However, what Leo paid more attention to was another change on his panel.
(Hunting Mont Level 2)
Originally, Level 1 Hunting Mont could greatly enhance his vision.
So after reaching Level 2—
Leo looked at the skill description.
【Able to block out other senses to enhance hearing. Duration and cooldown are related to the Spirit Attribute.】
Hearing enhancent.
Leo attempted to activate it.
Hunting Mont! Hearing Enhancent!
In an instant, Leo felt as if he had entered a completely new world.
This world had no light or scent, yet it was filled with all kinds of sounds.
It was a world composed entirely of sound.
Leo could hear his own heartbeat and breathing, even the sounds of his stomach digesting.
He could hear beetles rubbing their shells in the surrounding cells, and the sound of burrowing rats crawling through tunnels.
Pushing further, Leo felt his hearing penetrate the thick walls of the Potion Laboratory.
Soone was speaking—no, it was Lady Manta talking to herself.
“Leo is actually quite suitable for this task—smart, diligent, just don’t know how he’ll be after getting married.”
Married?
Leo was stunned for a mont, and as his hearing reached its limit, he directly exited the effect of Hunting Mont.
With his current Spirit Attribute, this was as far as he could go.
But it was already extrely powerful.
Compared to vision, hearing could obtain far more unseen information, and eavesdropping was more concealed than peeking—much harder to detect.
Moreover, Leo felt that vision was more focused on observing a single distant point.
While hearing was better suited for gathering information over a wide area.
However, limited by his Spirit Attribute, the duration of Hunting Mont was still too short.
“Spirit… still Spirit.” This Spirit Attribute—Leo had only increased it by 0.1 through reading. “If I want to further unleash this skill’s potential, I’ll need to find ways to improve my Spirit Attribute.”
One step at a ti. Leo already had too many things to do—hunting, swordsmanship, Breathing Technique.
He had also taken on the slaughtering task here.
Additionally, the feeding duties were his responsibility as well.
In other words, the entire Beastkin breeding and slaughter production line in the dungeon had been taken over by Leo.
This setup was extrely suitable for improving both his swordsmanship and Hunting skill.
While earning a fixed monthly salary, he could also gain rit Points from slaughtering.
At the sa ti, he could accumulate Hunting experience.
Leo found himself liking this sowhat gloomy dungeon more and more.
In the following days, Leo resud his daily life of moving between two points.
The Knight Hall released new hunting tasks every day.
Since he had obtained a large amount of resources from the assessnt, Leo temporarily only accepted the task of slaughtering Beastkin.
However, this task felt as if it had been tailor-made for him.
He spent most of his ti in the dungeon taking care of the Beastkin.
As hunting tasks increased, more and more Beastkin were continuously delivered into the dungeon.
Lady Manta had strict requirents for raw materials, so the hunting tasks required that all Beastkin be delivered alive.
The number of Beastkin in the dungeon grew day by day.
But for Leo, the pressure was not great.
He created a schedule—every ti a Beastkin was delivered, he would dynamically adjust the titable.
He only needed to feed them according to the designated ti points.
During the fragnted intervals between feedings, Leo made full use of the ti to train his Breathing Technique and swordsmanship in the dungeon.
With his prior experience fighting the Level 3 Beastkin Thunder Lizard, Leo’s courage had grown sowhat.
He quickly selected a new sparring opponent—a Level 2 Beastkin Headhunter.
Since the hunting tasks had only recently been released, most of the newly delivered Beastkin were Level 1, which had little value for sparring.
Until this Level 2 Beastkin Headhunter appeared.
Leo had previously seen records of this type of Headhunter in books.
He originally thought it would be a large, towering creature.
But in reality, its body was only slightly larger than an ordinary Goblin.
“Maybe because in that illustration, the other creature—the small elf—was even smaller.”
At this mont, Leo looked at the one inside the dungeon: a large head, a sharp elongated nose, beast-like protruding molars, and a hunched body.
From afar, it looked like a large monkey squatting on the ground. But the most striking feature was the string of ornants around its neck—seemingly made from the skulls of the Elf race.
From this, it seed that the elves depicted in the illustration, with dragonfly-like wings, probably had heads no larger than a baby’s fist.
In the bestiary, the Headhunter Leo had seen seed to specialize in throwing spears as weapons.
But now, confined in this cage, it had clearly been disard.
“Lady Manta’s requirent is to slaughter it before sunset, so I might as well make good use of it during the day.”
Leo cautiously stepped forward, holding the Starfall longsword.
Suddenly, the Headhunter’s hunched and folded body sprang open like a compressed spring.
Its previously bent spine instantly straightened.
Its entire body stretched to about three ters in an instant, lunging toward Leo like a massive net.
But Leo reacted quickly, using the Power of the Vortex to deflect the Headhunter’s attack.
Without its spear, the Headhunter posed little threat to Leo.
“Just the right kind of safe opponent.” A faint smile appeared at the corner of Leo’s lips.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
Facing the Headhunter’s continuous attacks, Leo repeatedly used the Power of the Vortex.
Constantly neutralizing the opponent’s strikes.
The Headhunter’s attack thods were very simple, and Leo quickly figured them out completely.
With his current strength, Leo was already capable of controlling the rhythm of the battle against the Headhunter.
Ti passed bit by bit.
His sword techniques continuously shifted between vortex and stacked waves.
Between offense and defense, he manipulated the montum of his sword at will, like controlling the rhythm of waves crashing against the shore.
Until, in a single instant, a flash of inspiration passed through Leo’s mind.
It felt as though he had suddenly grasped a fleeting opportunity.
On a vast and boundless sea, waves had originally surged layer upon layer, rising and falling endlessly as they crashed toward the shore.
But in one sudden mont, the successive waves on the sea’s surface all overlapped together, forming a massive wall of water dozens of ters high.
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