Chapter 175 The Mercy Of A Monster

Chapter 175 The Mercy Of A Monster

'Ah...shit... is this the end for us...' Arlem's mind shattered in sorrow.

They were spent. In just a few minutes of their exchange with the monster, his physical limit had been tested multiple times.

And this had caused an unnatural fatigue for him. He couldn't be more ashamed of himself, even though.

After all, he called himself the strongest in terms of brute force amongst the party leaders.

And he couldn't stand the assault of this villainous creature.

One could even say he was carried by Ryan all through. 'Cause the guy was undoubtedly strong. Finnd new chapters at novelhall.com

Thinking about it made Arlem rife with anger.

'I can't go down like this... no, I can't.'

His brows furrowed, eyes slowly drifting up to apprehend the form of the creature standing before it.

'Even if it's the last thing I do... even if I have to use all my talent abilities and expend myself, I should see this to the end. And I still have that too...'

Arlem's face contorted with determination, a wild glow was subtly being illuminated in his blue eyes.

And as seconds passed, they soon carried a dangerous spark in them.

From behind, Ryan turned a pale face to him, watching how Arlem was struggling to stand before the monster.

There was nothing he, on the other hand, could do. He had expended himself more than he should.

'I can't move...'

Both physically...

'...any more than this will cause my flaw to activate.'

And talent-wise.

Talents were not all perfect; they worked in synchronization with the soul core. It is theorized that a talent cannot be 100% synchronized with the soul core.

If it was possible, there would be no need for attributes.

In a way, it could also be said that attributes exist to regulate whatever little percent of imperfection that is left in the soul core.

However, it did not mean that this little imperfection is completely dealt with.

While the scope and potency of this 'regulation' is dependent on the rank of the attributes itself, should the drifter over-exert themselves, the attributes could become a totally useless regulator.

This is the part where 'flaw' kicks in.

Because the talent has been used to a point where its synchronization with the soul core is disturbed, it begins to seize synchronization.

Not to speak of a monster that was as powerful as they claimed.

Even though one of them was missing, there were no traces of blood or anything indicating that he was dead.

It was another impossible thought that a monster would kidnap a human... alive.

So they were all conflicted as to what to believe. Then Braham made a discovery...

At least that was what he claimed.

His discovery was that this person who had gone missing could use illusions.

That discovery changed everything, and since it was Braham—

even though there were doubts—everyone believed.

"We were wrong..."

Arlem could now see how mistaken they were.

"Those guys were right. What in the world did we just face?" He questioned himself.

Ryan was on his knees, pearls of sweat rolling down all over his face. At the very least, he was glad his flaw didn't kick in.

But things just got more dangerous.

"We have to report this to Lady Raven."

A monster capable of making such 'humanly' decisions... a monster that didn't fight to kill.

Ryan looked at Arlem with a pallid expression, his voice trembled as he opened his mouth.

"Did you see that grin before it left?"

The remembrance of what he had seen caused a dark frown to strain Arlem's thick brows.

He clicked his tongue.

"Tsk, you are right... we need to report this... we should signal for our parties to return to the stronghold."

Arlem managed to fully stand on his feet, his armor disintegrated into sparks of light as he did, revealing his brown ripped body and tight pants.

Then he raised a cone-like object and wiggled it in the air. Something shot out of it and exploded into red dust in the sky.

Arlem threw the cone away and gave Ryan a smug grin.

"Looks like I'll be giving you a piggyback ride today..."

"...ah, shit."