Chapter 15 Hunter

During the night, Lucas traveled out of the city to hunt some monsters. His thirst for blood was not yet quenched, and his eyes were still burning in bright red flame.

"Dammit." Lucas muttered, hearing the wild howl of the invisible dark wolves behind him.

A gang of dark wolves had already surrounded Lucas. All the beasts were hungry, and they had been running through the snowy woods all day trying to find food. They smelled Lucas' scent on the wind, and now he was trapped between a rock and a hard place. If he turned around, they would pounce at once; if he kept going forward, the wolves would catch up with him, eventually. He had no choice but to fight the creatures.

"Bring it! I need to practice new skills!" Lucas yelled as his black aura turned into a burning rock solid armor that covered his entire body. Each arm was equipped with a sword made out of pure fire which could melt any kind of material. The flames appeared at will from the tip of each blade, and they were extremely sharp. Lucas could easily cut through anything. It felt like he was wielding a living flame.

The first wolf landed its attack. Its front paws pushed Lucas back into the ground.

"Die!" Lucas commanded as he swung his flaming sword toward the beast's head. Black fire exploded in the air. A stream of fire engulfed the creature, causing it to explode in a huge ball of fire. The other wolves attempted to run away from the blast, but Lucas chased after them, cutting down every single one of them before they escaped.

Lucas looked around, seeing no more wolves in sight. He stopped and turned around. Not even dark wolves' bodies remained on the ground. Every last wolf was blown to pieces or melted by his blazing swords. Lucas stood tall, looking up at the sky. "I'm not done." He declared as he walked further into the forest to hunt for more creatures.

Soon, Lucas heard the sound of rushing water. He followed the noise, finding an old creek flowing along the forest floor. Three powerful crocodiles were swimming upstream. He crept slowly through the trees until he reached a clearing near the riverbank.

"Are you ready?" Lucas asked himself.

He summoned a glowing ball of fire in the palm of his hand, then threw the ball at the nearest horned crocodile. The beast tried to dodge the attack, but it couldn't move fast enough. The fireball hit the creature straight in the face, blowing it apart. The explosion caused the nearby trees to catch fire. Lucas rushed forward, swinging his fiery sword toward the next horned crocodile. The blade sliced through the creature's neck, opening its throat. Blood and water splashed on the ground. Lucas jumped onto the beast's back, then stabbed the blade directly into the monster's brain.

The animal let out a loud cry of agony, falling backward to the ground. Lucas pulled his sword from the crocodile's skull and looked at the remaining two beasts. One was rushing toward him, preparing to bite off his legs. Lucas waited for the right moment, then kicked the beast in the head as hard as he could. He sent the creature flying through the air. When the crocodile landed, it didn't get up again.

Lucas looked at the other crocodile, which was swimming closer. The beast opened its mouth wide, revealing its sharp teeth. "Oh, no you don't." Lucas said with determination. He took a step forward, summoning a flame-covered sword in his hand. The blade was about twenty feet long, and it glowed a bright red. Lucas brought the blade down toward the crocodile, slicing clean through the beast's body. Blood sprayed everywhere, covering Lucas' clothes. The second crocodile attacked, but Lucas dodged the blow with ease. He swung his flaming sword at the crocodile, causing it to explode in a shower of black smoke.

When Lucas was finished killing all three creatures, he lifted his fiery sword high in the air, looking up at the sky.

"YEAH! I AM THE STRONGEST!" Lucas yelled out, jokingly.

He started laughing hysterically as he watched the crocodiles's blood flow through the river, creating a beautiful crimson waterfall.

"Man, I am so tired," Lucas said as he dropped to the ground, exhausted. He laid there for a few minutes, taking deep breaths before getting up. He looked around the area and saw a small cave located not too far from where he had killed the creatures. Lucas crawled inside and closed the entrance behind him. There was a large winged reptile.

It was a dragon, sleeping with its wings spread wide open. Lucas stood over the beast, admiring its beauty. This dragon was quite unique, and its scales were covered in blue crystals that produced a soft glow.

The dragon stirred, waking up with a loud roar. Lucas moved away from the dragon, backing up against the wall as the beast rose up in the air, towering above him. Its two heads, one white and the other red, opened their mouths to reveal razor sharp fangs.

"Here we go again..." Lucas said, releasing his mana. His eyes burned red as he created a black mana armor.

The moment the dragon noticed Lucas's mana, it roared in anger, sending Lucas flying backward. His body slammed hard into the rocky ground. "Man, this thing is strong."

The dragon approached Lucas, its red eyes glowing with rage.

"Why is there an angel in my home?" The dragon growled, preparing to charge at Lucas.

"A... A what?" Lucas asked, confused.

The dragon crashed into Lucas, sending him flying into the wall. "You're an angel. What are you doing here?"

Lucas quickly recovered and jumped towards the dragon, punching it in the stomach. He grabbed the beast's tail, slamming it against the ground and sending it flying into the ceiling.

"I do not know what are you talking about!" Lucas said, struggling to keep the dragon from smashing him to pieces.

"I can smell your mana. You're an angel!" The dragon snorted.

"Y-You mean a demon?" Lucas asked, surprised.

"What?" the dragon asked, confused.

"What?" Lucas repeated as confused, looking at the dragon.