“S-sir... I... I...”
At once, a huge jolt went through the Uni-Horned Rose Python, and a smile that looked even more awful than a crying face appeared on its countenance.
“Thinking of leaving?” Meng Lei raised an eyebrow.
“No, no, no! I’m not!”
The Uni-Horned Rose Python shook its head incessantly. “I’m willing to be Sir’s follower forever until the oceans are barren and the forests wilt—”
“You can leave if you want to.” Meng Lei said calmly, “Now that I have Sacas to bring me around, you’re just an extra around here. If you want to leave, I won’t stop you.”
The Uni-Horned Rose Python was rather stunned. “S-sir, are you being serious? You’re really willing to let me go?”
“Hurry up and get lost if you want to.” Meng Lei waved it away impatiently. “Sacas, speed up!”
“Yes, Boss!”
With a sound of acknowledgment, the Multi-Armed Behemoth put in a burst of speed, and then it flew a few hundred meters away instantly, leaving behind the dazed Uni-Horned Rose Python.
“I... I’m free? I’m free! I’m finally free! Haha, I’m f— Ugh!”
A golden ray suddenly appeared and instantly sliced the Uni-Horned Rose Python’s throat. A bloody line quietly appeared, and then its head gradually left its body.
...
“You didn’t let it off, after all.” Ol’ Amos shook his head lightly. “I knew it! How could you possibly be that kind-hearted?”
“Even if I didn’t kill it, someone else would.” Meng Lei smiled lightly as he said, “With its strength, it’s not going to survive for long. If that’s the case, then I might as well kill it.”
“What a fool!” Ol’ Amos sighed. “The continent is a perilous place right now. Contestants are hunting Magical Beasts everywhere.
“Saint Domain Magical Beasts, in particular, are even luscious pieces of meat that all the contestants are fighting for. It’s still somewhat safe if it follows you around, but leaving? Only death awaits it, then!”
“Who can stop it from seeking death if that’s what it wants?”
Then, Meng Lei shut his eyes and continued to sleep.
Half an hour later, they arrived at the front of a cliff. The cliff rose a thousand feet sheer and stood tall and straight—it looked extremely dangerous.
The top of the cliff was riddled with densely-packed, beehive-like holes. They came in a variety of sizes—big, small, wide, narrow...
It was just that the place was currently extremely lively.
50 to 60 contestants had actually been drawn to the area, and they were currently fervently attacking a bird-type Magical Beast that was a snowy-white color throughout.
With the body of an albatross, the mouth of a crocodile, and the claws of a hawk, its wingspan was over 20 to 30 meters wide and covered in white feathers.
It was the social Magical Beast, the Crocohawk Albatross!
As a Wind-Elemental Magical Beast, the Crocohawk Albatross was relatively strong. Most of them were Seventh-Grade Magical Beasts, with a handful being eighth-grade. The outstanding ones reached ninth-grade while their king was a Saint Domain Magical Beast.
Given such strength and terrifying numbers, no wonder those social Magical Beasts could attract that many contestants.
“Kill!”
“Kill them all!”
“Protect the Magicians!”
“Hurry! Don’t let them take everything!”
All the contestants saw red from bloodthirstiness as they hunted the Crocohawk Albatrosses in an almost insane manner. Despite their sheer numbers, the Crocohawk Albatrosses couldn’t do anything about them at all.
Not only did every contestant possess the strength of a ninth-grade expert, but the vast majority of them were even Dragon People. They could be said to be double cultivators of magic and martial arts; how could the Crocohawk Albatrosses possibly be their match?
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Bam, bam, bam!
Boom!
Boom!
Densely packed wind blades!
Blazing fire dragons!
Thunderstorms of astonishing might!
Tornadoes that engulfed all!
Churning and surging ocean waves!
Vines covering every expanse of land!
Booming explosions and animal cries!
Sounds of collisions and furious shouts!
“The battle sure is fierce. This is much more exciting than even Hollywood visual effect blockbusters!” Meng Lei couldn’t help but sigh emotionally. “But I can’t just watch from a safe distance and cash in on the situation. I have to act, too!”
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“Sacas, hide here while I go over.”
Then, Meng Lei turned into a stream of light and flew into the battleground.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Several ice blades launched forcefully toward the Crocohawk Albatrosses in the sky. Ice blades were just low-grade spells, but in Meng Lei’s hands, they held astonishing might.
Splurt! Splurt!
Amid soft, continual sounds, the ice blades impaled the Crocohawk Albatrosses’ heads one by one with utmost accuracy, reaping their lives.
On top of that, Meng Lei was also rather sly and crafty—he went exclusively for the stronger Crocohawk Albatrosses like the eighth-grade and ninth-grade ones; he was above hunting the weaker ones.
“Ding! 1 Crocohawk Albatross killed. 9,000,000 gold coins gained!”
“Ding! Assimilation successful. Host’s Physical Body Constitution +1,987!”
“Ding! 1 Crocohawk Albatross killed. 6,790,000 gold coins gained!”
“Ding! Assimilation successful. Host’s Magic Power +498!”
“Ding...”
As Meng Lei listened to the system’s cold and emotionless voice notifications, he felt as if he was listening to celestial music. While humming The Most Dazzling Folk Style[1], he also released ice blades to the beat.
“The boundless horizon is my love!
“At the foot of the stretching mountains the flowers bloom!
“What kind of rhythm is the most...”
His movements were leisurely and carefree as if taking a stroll in the park.
It was just a shame that the battle was simply too chaotic, so even a ferocious tiger like Meng Lei had become completely inconspicuous among the dogs. He didn’t catch anyone’s attention at all.
Boom, boom,
