After getting rid of Michael and Calvin, Maxwell didn't return to the cave. The night had just begun, and the hunt had just started. For such a good levelling place, why would Maxwell waste his time going back now?
He sent out his senses and faintly detected a presence. Maxwell turned around with a faint smile before quickly diving into the midst of the dark forest.
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"Bam!"
"Grunts!" A six-legged gecko fell to the ground while its body gradually stiffened. The notification then sounded off in Maxwell's mind.
He was currently surrounded by spawned beast corpses. His XP bar had gone up by a large portion, and it was only missing a bit before he could level up. Seeing all the XP, Maxwell faintly smiled and said to himself, "With the levelling system in my grasp, there's no need to worry about raising my level. You're so arrogant because you're at the I3 bronze rank? Gregory, just watch how I'll smack you around!"
How can anyone compare to this speed of improvement? In a short several days, he was about to level up to level 4 bronze rank. This was similar to riding on a space rocket! The more he killed, the more powerful he felt. Maxwell was currently drenched in the blood of spawned beasts. The blood on his body had dried up to the point where it looked like a blood red armour, and the scent of his body had basically become the thick smell of blood.
Several hours later, unknowingly, Maxwell had arrived at the edge of Eden marked out for the entrance competition. The danger within the darkness had become more intense, and there were many pairs of dark green eyes currently staring at Maxwell.
Suddenly, on top of a cliff, a Wolf Lord with a white mane at a height of 2 meters and a length of 3 meters started howling. "Howooo...l" A heart-palpitating wolf howl reverberated throughout the forest. Right after that, many dozens of wolves also howled along as if creating a resonance. After howling, the huge wolf jumped off the cliff and quickly dashed towards Maxwell's location. The midst of the forest also started getting restless.
"Oh shit! Did I encounter a pack of wolves?" Surprise hit Maxwell's state of mind, yet a cold smile formed on his lips. He then said to himself, "I was already lacking some XP to level up and thinking I was about to leave the area for this competition to get more kills. Since its death, you seek; I might as well just give it to you. It's a win-win."
Immediately after, the eyebrows of Maxwell tightened before he was locked onto a Fiery Scarlet Wolf before charging out. The difficulty level of dealing with a pack of wolves wasn't the same as others. Their attacks were different from other spawned beasts. Under the Wolf Lords' command, there was a pattern to their attacks as they coordinated with each other. They were even able to use some battle tactics.
The combat power of a mere dozen wolves was equivalent to a hundred other spawned beasts. But wealth always comes with risks. The sudden appearance of dozens of wolves meant over 10,000 experience points, right? Moreover, fighting against a pack of wolves will be able to enhance his own combat skills. Fighting on the line between life and death will be a great help to Maxwell. Only when one faced adversity would one quickly improve.
"Fire Palm Attack!" Maxwell roared out as his right fist struck out with a trace of flames.
"Whimpers!" That Fiery Scarlet Wolf cried out, flying off to the side while another wolf pounced off from its hind legs, flying through the air.
"Dragon Palm Attack!" Maxwell's left fist quickly swept out while he quickly moved to the right afterwards. When one punch succeeded, his second punch would follow up. "Bam... Bam... Bam..." A series of punches smashed the Fiery Scarlet Wolf's head, and he didn't stop until he heard the system notification in his mind.
"Whimpers!" More and more Fiery Scarlet Wolves surrounded Maxwell with him in the middle. They started strutting around him in circles while letting off low growls. They were all glaring at Maxwell but not attacking as if they were waiting for something.
It was without a doubt that they were waiting for the Wolf Lord!
Maxwell knew this point, so that's why, before the Wolf Lord's arrival, he wanted to kill as many Fiery Scarlet Wolves as possible. Once the Wolf Lord appears, the explosive power behind this pack of wolves would be immeasurable. Moreover, the Wolf Lord was an above bronze rank spawned beast. With Maxwell's level 5 bronze rank strength, there's no way he can deal with it!
Focusing his state of mind, Maxwell's eyes revealed killing intent. He then clenched his fist before quickly rushing outwards once more.
"Dragon Fire Palm Attack!"
"Bam!"
Maxwell's pair of fists was like a torrential rain as it continuously struck out. Wherever his fists landed, blood would splash out like a dance of death. Without the command of the Wolf Lord, the pack of wolves was in a complete mess and was no threat to Maxwell.
But Maxwell clearly knew this was only a temporary situation!
In less than half a minute, "Howooo..." A howl that could steal one's soul came from a distance. The eyes of the Fiery Scarlet Wolves changed, and they started baring their long fangs. Their previous look of fear had now transformed into a look of viciousness. All the Fiery Scarlet Wolves stopped retreating and started edging closer towards Maxwell.
Maxwell's lips formed a sneer as he mumbled: "Has the Wolf Lord arrived?"
"Howooo" Another howl was heard. The five Fiery Scarlet Wolves in the front then initiated their attack, revealing chill-inducing fangs reflecting the moonlight from the gap of the leaves.
Maxwell lightly exhaled while his heart calmed down. He then roared out: "Kill!"
His pair of fists was like an illusion as it struck out four times in less than a second. That speed was already his limit, which was also the shackle of someone at the level 5 rank. Four Fiery Scarlet Flamed Wolves fell to the ground while the system notification sounded off in his mind.
A claw swiped at him, and the clothes on Maxwell's shoulder were shredded. Three lines of blood appeared, and the pain caused Maxwell to suddenly suck in a breath of air. A claw swipe had succeeded, and the wolf immediately retreated!
It was at this instant that ten Fiery Scarlet Wolves pounced forth. Maxwell's mind tensed up since he never expected the Wolf Lord's intelligence to be so high. And under the command of the Wolf Lord, this pack of wolves seemed to be unafraid of death.
Since five of them didn't work, try ten. If ten wolves didn't work, most likely there would be even more after that. "What the, isn't this a tactic to wear me out?" Maxwell frowned as he faced ten Fiery Scarlet Wolves. His eyes locked in a direction and said to himself: "I have to get rid of the Wolf Lord first or else they'll tire me to death!"
Immediately afterwards, Maxwell roared in his mind, "Overdrive!"
His strength and speed suddenly surged. In that instant, Maxwell quickly escaped the attack of the ten Fiery Scarlet Wolves and shot off towards a large tree. His target was the Wolf Lord behind the large tree!
It was originally dark in the forest, and for someone at level 5 bronze rank, their vision wouldn't extend further than 2 – 3 meters out. So how did Maxwell find the presence of the Wolf Lord behind the large tree? It's very simple – the Wolf Lord was a mini-boss, and there was a black light below its feet. Such an eye-catching black light amidst this dark and gloomy forest, how could Maxwell not see it?
Upon seeing that Maxwell was rushing towards the Wolf Lord, the eyes of the other Fiery Scarlet Wolves turned vicious and red as they pounced right after him. As for the huge white Wolf Lord, its eyes deepened in thought as it bared its fangs. It started issuing a low growl before a ferocious aura burst out of its body.
Without waiting for Maxwell to arrive, the Wolf Lord pounced out himself. Its huge body gave off an unprecedentedly heavy pressure as it weighed down on Maxwell's state of mind. Its body was like a huge chunk of lead as it crushed down, the pressure making one's spirit feel extremely uncomfortable. Maxwell's expression tensed up, and he cursed out: "Damn, it knows how to a Martial Technique formless pressure on others, shit!"
In that instant, the Wolf Lord swiped its claws in midair, and two cold and incomparably sharp wind blades reflected the moonlight.
"A special Technique?" Shock appeared on Maxwell's face as he retrieved his fists and rolled his body to dodge the wind blades. He awkwardly got up from the ground, and before he even regained his balance, the Wolf Lord once again released another pair of wind blades.
"Bam!" There was a deep cut left behind on the tree. If the wind blades landed on a person, their body would most likely be split in two.
"Oh shit, I'm completely not its opponent." Maxwell started panicking inside. This Wolf Lord was probably a Below Silver rank spawned beast, and probably one of the stronger ones amongst that rank. This was the power behind a boss-level character.
Since he failed his sneak attack, Maxwell started retreating and was once again surrounded by the Fiery Scarlet Wolves. Seeing Maxwell's awkward demeanour, the Wolf Lord's eyes revealed a look of disdain and ridicule. It was as if the Wolf Lord was laughing at Maxwell for being unable to know the immensity of the heavens and the earth.
"I'm being laughed at by a beast." Flames started flaring in Maxwell's heart as he cursed: "You dare to laugh at me? Now just watch how I'll end you." Maxwell had been ridiculed a lot lately, and even though his face looked fine, there was an inferno brewing in his heart. Never would he have imagined that even a spawned beast would ridicule him, so how could he take it anymore?
Maxwell did a glance at his experience bar and then coldly sneered to himself, "A Level 5 bronze rank isn't your opponent, then what about a Level 4 bronze rank?" Maxwell looked like he had gone crazy as he released all the power of Overdrive. He then rushed towards the pack of wolves, and death was abound with every punch.
The number of Fiery Scarlet Wolves rapidly declined. Since Maxwell's strength doubled, killing these Below bronze rank spawned beasts was as simple as killing chickens. No matter how talented the Wolf Lord was at commanding them, it was still useless. This was how powerful Overdrive was!
"Bam... Bam... Bam!"
"Crackle!"
In less than a minute, an extra ten plus Fiery Scarlet Wolf corpses appeared, and the pack of wolves were reduced by a half. The last ounce of power behind Overdrive exploded forth as Maxwell heavily smashed out.
"Crackle!"
"Congratulations to Player Maxwell Gillette for killing a Fiery Scarlet Wolf."
"Reward: 200 XP, 20 mana."
"Crackle!"
"Congratulations to Player Maxwell Gillette for levelling up."
"Level 4 Bronze Rank."
"I've levelled up!"
"Hahaha..." Maxwell laughed into the air. The injuries on his body quickly healed, while his stamina recovered. He then stared at the Wolf Lord off in the distance before coldly saying, "Here I come, my prize."