Chapter 872 871: Terracotta Grottos (25)

Chapter 872 871: Terracotta Grottos (25)

The deer monster laid limply a few feet to my left, its body mangled and twisted from the impact of being thrown at me, and I couldn't help but stare at it as it tried to lift its head and bleat at me, its eyes drowning in hot agony as it felt the life drain from its body, its blood pooling around its mangled and broken body.

Its ribs and other bones were splintered and poking through its skin, one of its antlers had snapped clean off and was impaled in the ground a few feet away, its brown fur was matted red in more than a dozen places, its flesh laying on the grass beside it.

If I had been the one to cause that damage, to torture the monster like that, perhaps I would have felt more than a fleeting satisfaction as it bleated once more, only for its heavy head to slam against the ground with a dull thud as the life faded from its eyes.

Sadly, I wasn't the one to have killed this magnificent monster, and as I scrambled to my feet and began to run further to my right - towards Jahi and the others - the one responsible snorted and grabbed another passing monster, this time lifting the all too familiar bovine above its head and roaring as it hurled it forwards as well, throwing it ahead of me.

Skidding to a halt, I leapt back and watched as the leafy bovine crashed into the earth in front of me, its heavy body leaving behind a divot in the ground as well, though this one was deeper than the one the deer left behind.

The ear splitting roar of that Minotaur filled the grotto once more as it started to charge forwards, ignoring the spells that arced down towards it and instead relying on its incredible, mind boggling speed to rush towards me, each time it took a bounding step forwards using those giant fists and heavy hooves sending tremors through the earth, cracking the ground with each step it traveled.N♡vεlB¡n: Your Escape into Infinite Tales.

Heavily resistant to slash, I frowned and grit my teeth as I layered Mana Cloaks on my body and darted to the side, hoping that its speed was one directional and unable to be change; a hope that would go unrealized as the Minotaur dug its fists into the earth and changed its momentum as it pivoted to face me again, snorting in delightful malice as it resumed its titanic strides to reach me, all while I tried to think up some strategy to counter it.

My pursuer simply barreled through them without a care, using its giant fists to smash the monsters into a paste or flip them into the air, clearing a path straight towards me and cutting the distance that way, though whenever a lightning bolt or fireball slammed into its head and arms, the Minotaur slowed for a brief heartbeat, giving me time to widen that gap again.

We were playing a numbers game at this point, and I understood that I needed to either deal with this monster on my own or wait for those numbers to dwindle down so that I could get aid from the Demons, and both had merits and detriments to them.

lightsnοvεl I didn't have time to study those upsides and downsides like I loved to do, so I instead went with my gut and acted on instincts, keeping my left hand raised and harnessing some of the mana inside my Core, specifically the pinkish cyan mana that I had been harvesting and storing away as soon as I discovered I could gather it.

With a resistance to slash known, and a relatively high defense known as well, I needed to do something complex in order to break through that emerald fur and get to the flesh beneath; if something was able to be cut, logically it could be punctured, and if it couldn't be cut OR punctured, then the last remaining weakness was blunt force trauma.

It being resistant to both cuts AND punctures was unlikely, and there was another variable to consider that I hadn't tested yet, but something that I knew to be true; if a projectile had enough speed, it would almost be able to pierce almost anything.

Something that had been ingrained into my mind through study and prior applications was brought back to the surface in my time of need, and I traced out the runes for a simple arrow spell before supplementing some of the other runes for speed and velocity runes, overloading it with any type of speed I could in place of power.

My finger danced in the air as I traced out my spell, and as I heard the roar of the Minotaur grow closer, I grit my teeth and looked back after securing a stretch of grass in front of me, pointing the spell back at the monster and 'pulling the trigger'.