Chapter 326 - The Mythical Beast. (2/2)

When he heard those words, his eyes widened.

'Oi… You're kidding me, right? You're telling me that there's someone that can control you? What kind of monster is he?' Hexo wondered

”Was… So that means he doesn't control you anymore right?” Hexo asked nervously

John gave a nod, and Hexo let out a sigh of relief, until it was stopped half-way, nearly choking him as John said. ”For now.”

”H-He won't try to kill us, right?” Hexo asked

John turned towards Hexo, and remained silent. Hexo on the other hand, could hear his heart beating out of his own heart beating out of his c.h.e.s.t.

In that moment, he let out another sigh.

”Guess I'll just beat him out of you, if he comes back.” Said Hexo as he slammed his fists together.

John didn't doubt Hexo's abilities. He knew there was still a lot left to be shown. In fact, he genuinely believed Hexo had much more potential than the dragon they had taken out.

Occasionally, a strange aura would radiate out of Hexo. It would happen whenever his emotions fluctuate or become unstable. An example of that would be

'Anger.' John thought to himself.

***

”John, on your right!” Shouted Satire

The wolf leapt through the trees, lunging itself at John. Since the hunting had begun, John had stood completely still.

The reason? Simple, to make himself a target.

”AAAWOOOOOO!” The wolf howled

It's fangs stood proud as they were about to pierce into the neck of the young man ahead of them. However, the moment they stepped within a one meter radius.

They went right past John. One went through the left, while the other went through the right. However, it was no longer in one whole shape. It had been cut cleanly, right down the middle.

You could see it's severed organs as it's corpse laid dead on the floor.

While this happened, the others also finished their fight. Hexo slammed a fist into it's jaw before grabbing it's wide open mouth and tearing it open. It was a brutal sight.

Shera, didn't use her poison as they were planning on eating it. Instead, she decapitated it in a single leap.

Satire took out the remaining four in one single spell.

Fire, water, earth, and air lances were all formed above her, each aimed at a specific wolf.

The moment the first wolf lunged, it was pierced right in the middle of it's head. Excellent precision and aim.

The wolf following after that, and the one after that all suffered the same fate. One hit kill.

”Is that all?” Hexo asked

”No.” Satire and John simultaneously replied

The two then turned their head towards the trees behind them. They had left the snowy biome, so it wasn't unusual to start seeing some more monsters.

However, they hadn't quite expected this.

A Large white tiger with stripes running down all over it's body. Tiger was used, but at the same time, John couldn't help but think of it as a panther from the way it sneaked around them.

Whatever it was, It wasn't a regular beast, that was for sure.

It remained hidden amongst the trees, but John could see it clearly.

”Hey, John. Do we fight-”

Satire didn't bother to finish the question after giving a quick glance in his direction. He was no longer there.

'Where'd he…'

She then noticed him heading straight to the trees, in the direction of the dangerous presence. He was carrying one of the dead wolf corpses.

He then stopped right in front of the trees in it's direction, before placing it down.

Hexo, somewhat understanding what was happening thanks to his sense, gave John a thumbs up, while Shera and Satire both remained clueless.

The tiger went out from it's hiding and walked out of the trees.

Satire's eyes widened when she saw it. It was big, over three times the size of John. It could probably swallow him whole in one bite.

Shera readied her daggers in case of confrontation, but Satire reassured her that it would be better to wait and watch.

John and the tiger panther stared at each other for what felt like hours, before it eventually took the corpse in front of him and left.

”Let's go.” Said John after appearing beside another corpse and picking it up. He froze off the wound so that the blood wouldn't get on him.

”What was that? Am I hallucinating?” Satire asked