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"If only those corpses weren't here…", he thought as his nose couldn't help but twitch by the smell hanging on the air. "I can sense that quite the amount of killing intent had been stored inside of it, and he couldn't help but feel as though his weapon was being upgraded.
"An upgrade of Soldier's Fortune is news as good as a breakthrough for my cultivation.", he thought with a smile as he felt his weapon turn stronger with each minute pa.s.sing. He knew the importance and relation of a sword for a sword cultivator and wouldn't be surprised if there existed cultivation techniques that aimed at grooming innate weapons.
"Anything is possible…", he thought as he gazed a the moon. His mind pondered on the many possibilities of the ways of cultivations, and dozed off in a semi meditative while instinctively feeding his sword ma.s.sive amounts of the poisonous killing intent surrounding them. He couldn't help but feel that all of this amount of fighting was beneficial for him, in one day he fought more, and bled more than in the rest of his time in the main district.
"Battle Center sure is different from reality.", he thought as he felt the difference existing after this fight to the deaths. "The experience from the endless battlefield had come in quite handy…", he thought while hearing something in the distance.
He closed his eyes, and his sense of hearing sharpened, and the next moment he heard rustling in a few dry weeds that was tenaciously growing on the deserted rocky area. Fell didn't move as his eye opened and opened in a sharp slit- his breathing stopped as his focus rose to an incredible degree- and patiently waited while making himself unnoticeable.
If one didn't take a look directly at his figure, one wouldn't notice his body and would only sense him like a rock. His nose twitched, but he didn't pick up any smell coming from the area around the senses. "c.r.a.p all those carca.s.ses might be hiding the creature's smell.", he thought as he tried focusing even harder on his senses.
The temperature of his brain rose, and he entered the hyper focused state as his senses sharpened in a split second. He continued gazing at the void for a long period of time, without flinching or give any sign of his presence despite the fact he was using the hyper focused state.
Strangely, and thankfully, the fact his mind was void of killing intent gave an odd cool headed sensation in his mind. And it helped him better his hold on the hyper focused state he had put his mind through.
"There is definitely something in front of me!", he thought with confidence in his senses. Time pa.s.sed quietly as Fell kept holding the focused state, he held for more than thirty minutes before deciding to stop the technique.
Still, he didn't reveal his presence at all, and continued hiding his breath. Before long, more than an hour had pa.s.sed, and there was still no change in his surroundings.
"This creature is quite the type to be patient…", he thought with his eyelid began closing. He kept them slightly open- forming small slits- with a minute but intense glint appearing in those slits from the dark.
The more time pa.s.sed, the more his mind worked to kill time. Before long, a deadly promotion formed during his random pondering, a premonition related to the creature he sensed.
"This is one strong creature…", he thought as he felt that the creature must have come as it sensed the strange change in the place surrounding Fell. The more he kept feeding his sword the killing intent existing near the mountain, the more his surroundings would be void from it.
"I was a kind of creature capable of sensing the changes in the valley, I would surely come to the place where the most killing intent would be absorbed.", he thought as he felt lightning course through his body.
"Although this is only a possibility, I still feel that it might be closer than what I thought.", his thought moved to what he was clenching in his hand. "Should I stop the absorption of Soldier's Fortune?", he thought before immediately denying that possibility.
"Absolutely not! Doing that would reduce my benefits, and most of all would leave me back to the abnormal killing intent given by this poisonous aura in the air.", he thought as he continued the process of feeding his sword the surrounding poisonous aura.
The night advanced, and with each hour pa.s.sing, Soldier's Fortune quality rose. Fell didn't unsheathe his sword from the scabbard, but he knew without taking a glance at it that its edge was already far sharper than before.
"Looks like the creature wants to compete on patience…", he thought as a minute twitch surface on his lips. "It ain't really my forte, but if it's perseverance, you need… Then, I'm your man.", he loudly thought in his mind. He wasn't interested in killing the many beasts, and the upgrade of his sword had already made the trip worth it.
He continued sitting there, without moving his muscles, moving a single inch. During that time, Akainmhar continued his bloodbath and slaughtered one beast after another in his pursuit of strength. In the end, both of them had come here for the purpose of reducing the beast wave, but had strangely ended up upgrading themselves.
One used a mysterious treasure, while the other refined his sword with the ambient poisonous aura. Like that, the night pa.s.sed, and there was only one hour left before the day made his way.
"There is only an hour left before it's dawn…", thought Fell as he knew that he should probably make his way back to the city. "I wonder what Akainmhar is doing right now, I just hope the b.a.s.t.a.r.d didn't turn into a beast."
For the first time since he had sat there to refine his sword, he moved. His joints popped and released numerous noise as he got up on his feet, he moved around a little bit before sighing. "Well, I guess he's not the kind to die from those creature's hands. In some sense, he's quite the beast himself.", he thought before gazing at the spot where he had sensed movement.
"I guess I have other trouble of my own to worry about.", he thought with a wry smile as he pondered on mean to force the creature out of its hiding.
His lips parted open, and a sigh escaped from his lips before he drew his sword. His body went into a striking stance in a slow yet steady manner. His knee dropped low as his body began acc.u.mulating strength.
His hand moved, and Soldier's Fortune screeched as it flew out of its scabbard. Under the high-speed motion, the sound released from the contact of the sword with the steel resembled a b.e.s.t.i.a.l wail.
His sword drew a semi circular path in the air, and released a vast amount of energy it had stocked during the night. All of the leftover aura it hadn't digested left the metallic weapon and flew in the air toward the direction where Fell had sensed the beast. The ominous energy mixed itself with Fell's own sword intent and formed a blood colored half moon that broke through the void and appeared near the dry patch of weed.
A focused expression could be seen on Fell's face, and he patiently waited for a long period of time without breaking sight with that place. His senses were released in an outward manner at the same time he had executed the sword strike, and nothing could escape from his detection.
After a few minutes pa.s.sed, the youth regained a normal stance and couldn't help but have doubt flash on his face. He stepped a few steps forward, and couldn't help but exclaim in a low tone.
"I guess all this killing intent had made me quite paranoiac…", he mumbled before turning around. His slow yet steady steps quickly took him out of the valley filled with corpses, and before long, his figure could be seen near the forest that laid at the bottom of the chain of mountains.
"Where the h.e.l.l is that b.a.s.t.a.r.d?", he thought as he couldn't help but imagine a scene where the red haired man would appear among the beast wave. "I don't think he'll lose his life here, and I'm just afraid that he'll lose his mind…", he thought as he began making his way toward the city.
"Whatever, I don't think he'll face much trouble with his treasure on him.". His figure disappeared among the many thick trees.
