Fearsome Killing Intent
After traveling quite a distance through the Valley's dense forest he had emerged from the woods and discovered a majestic vista comprised of lovely rolling green hills covered with thousands of adorable slimes.
Strawberry Slimes, Lemon Slimes, Blueberry Slimes..., there was at least a hundred slimes of every type of fruit flavor gel imaginable forming an immense prismatic sea of bouncing slimes.
But despite their cute appearance Salvatore did not hesitate the slightest bit to wade knee deep into the slime sea to begin a massive slime slaughter.
Although slimes are inherently very weak, the sheer immensity of their numbers would daunt even the hardiest of adventures from beginning to massacre such a large number of slimes so blatantly in front of their cohorts.
However Salvatore was indifferent to such concerns, having complete confidence in his strength to deal with any eventuality that may occur.
Indeed they were completely impassive, ignoring his rapid extermination of their fellow slimes until, after he had killed roughly 20% of the total slime population they instinctively sensed the impending threat of Salvatore's ceaseless assault prompting them to quickly rush towards each other as they began to rapidly fuse together into one mountainous slimy mass forming a massive Slime King.
"[ANALYZE]!"
[Rank] MINI-BOSS
[Fruit Salad Slime King][Lv. 13] - A slime type fruits monster indigenous to Big Dipper Valley.
HP: 6000\6000
MP: 200\200
Although Salvatore was much stronger than the Fruit Salad Slime King, this fight was actually the hardest one Salvatore had had since he arrived on Goldstar. It was even harder than his life and death battle with the Watermelon Wolf King, for his foe this time was a 30 foot wide rainbow colored slime which, although might not seem a difficult opponent was actually immensely tricky since a slimes only vulnerability is its nucleus, which is usually directly in the center of the slime.
However to reach the Fruit Salad Slime Kings nucleus not only did he have to pierce through more than 15 feet of multicolored, fruit flavored, gelatinous slime, but had to overcome the ungodly rate the Fruit Salad Slime King regenerated any slime he destroyed, taking less than a second to regenerate over 1,000 cubic feet, (7,480.52 gallons) of multicolored slime.
Furthermore the smug, contemptible, Fruit Salad Slime King with its giant incessant conceited toothy grin was surprisingly nimble, moving his tiny nucleus lightning quick throughout his rotund, globular body whilst simultaneously wiggling his massive gelatinous mass around as nimble as a belly dancer, shifting ever which way as he continuously barely avoided his doom at Salvatore's merciless blood-red blade.
Fortunately Salvatore was uniquely equipped to handle such a difficult task. Quickly realizing his casual attacks would be unable to sufficiently damage the Fruit Salad Slime King, combined with the fact that the Fruit Salad Slime King was giving Salvatore and ever-growing look of pure arrogance he quickly halted his attack, suddenly stopping as he lock his gaze with the bulbous, smug filled eyes of the Fruit Salad Slime King.
Seeing the look of smugness with the Fruit Salad Slime Kings eyes only grow stronger once he stopped finally cause Salvatore to feel slightly annoyed. This slight amount of annoyance caused Salvatore to start to emit a sliver of his monstrous killing intent.
Although a sliver might not seem like much, the intensity of this "sliver" depended on the total amount of killing intent one possessed.
Unfortunately for the Fruit Salad Slime King the amount of killing intent Salvatore possessed was monstrous, having been amassed over a decade of endless killing.
Salvatore was probably the only person the underworld had ever known who could truly claim to have actually spilt oceans of blood by himself for the number of people he had personally slain with his own two hands was in the millions.
Feeling the sudden unexpected terrifying bloody wave of pure malice wash over it the Fruit Salad Slime King instantly frozed, filled with fear as its smug filled gaze and giant conceited grin instantly melted into an expression of pure unadulterated terror.
Having spent their entire lives trying to survive the unknown dangers of the wild had caused even the weakest type of monsters (the slime) to develop a heightened sensitivity to even the minutest amount of killing intent.
This fact alone caused this sliver which should have felt like the frightful wail of tens to feel like the blood-chilling wails of thousands.