Chapter 540: The First Step

Chapter 540: The First Step



Mr. Fluffy was different!

It made Northern's widened eyes sparkle with surprise. His mind faltered, unable to piece

words together.

'What... what... wha-'

Mr. Fluffy was standing on two bipedal legs, almost like Night Terror. His white fur seemed like it was cut directly from a slab of moonlight.

They fluffed and danced with every stray pass of the wind.

The beast had an intense, fiery, and at the same time, familiar ferociousness in its eyes. Although those eyes were now starkly different than before.

It was like an abominable creature that existed only in fairytales, standing almost seven feet tall, every part of its skin coiling with metal-like muscles.

His pale eyes against the drop of his white sheen fur were striking. It-for a moment-made the beast look harmless, rather stunningly beautiful.

"Mr. Fluffy..."

A wide grin formed on Mr. Fluffy's face; however, it looked like the devil was trying to smile. It would have made a little girl pee her pants.

Northern, however, was not even concerned about the awkward grin on the beast's face.

Instead...

[Monster Profile]

Name: [Mr. Fluffy]

True Name: [Silver Moon]

Rank: [Beast]n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Danger Level: [Devil]

Attributes: [Call Of The Wild], [Call of The Moon]

Abilities: [Cleave]

Northern leaned back, his eyes frozen with paling surprise.

'A devil? How did he become a devil!'

It was not out of place for some monsters to become different after evolving to a new danger level. After all, Night Terror had also evolved to Dark Terror at the last minute.

So, this wasn't strange at all.

But the pale shock on Northern's face told a different story.

hang of it.

So Northern felt it was an art that he should reserve for really extreme purposes.

'But those souls are quite valuable. They'd be a great boon to my force.'

He was somehow in a dilemma. Should he go ahead and do what he wanted to do without

creating a body for them?

Or should he go ahead and create them, knowing very well that some repercussion of some sort would hit him?

He was deep in thought, while they all stood opposite him in total silence.

Amidst it all, Northern suddenly remembered the precious ability he had received. His eyes

glowed.

'That's right. I don't have to use them as soldiers. There's Soul Forge.'

A satisfied grin appeared on Northern's face.

'Then I can carry along with this.'

Northern stood up, a pleased smirk adorning his face. He majestically walked through the

flames and stopped in front of it, about thirty steps away from them.

Then he started:

"I want to set a hierarchy." He observed all their faces for a moment.

And there was no emotional response, no change in facial expression, not even from Mr.

Fluffy.

'Did they all expect this?'

He breathed softly and continued.

"I really don't want to do this. As much as I would love equality to reign amongst all of you, that would be wishful thinking, and wishful thinking is the value of a naive person. In the end, causing utter ruin to one's fate."

His eyes went over all of them with a cold light gleaming out of it.

"I am currently suspecting that the enemies I will be going toe to toe with in the future are ones that no ordinary drifter would be able to face off with. Which is why I want to make you extraordinarily strong. Insanely strong. Hierarchy is the first step for that to be decided." His voice paused, causing absolute silence to instantly settle in the vast hall.

Then, like a ghostly blade, it cut through the silence.

"And how would this rank be decided? It's simple."

A vicious grin curved the corners of Northern's lips.

"Duel."