Battling a Seventh Shackle Realm

The rewards for the quest seemed underwhelming. He didn't even know if the title "Slayer" would be of any use.

It should be good, right?

He decided not to dwell on it. He would find out once the quest was completed.

Bang!!

As the clash continued, Souta activated several of his equipment skills, boosting his strength significantly. He moved with everything he had, desperately trying to outpace Feron's relentless pursuit.

Souta wielded the Vajra sword with precision, blocking and slashing with calculated strikes. Yet, despite his efforts, he could feel Feron's pressure mounting—his opponent's attacks were unyielding.

"What's wrong, Blood Lightning Monster?! I thought you were going to slay me?!" Feron taunted, laughing cruelly.

Souta wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his retreat finally coming to a stop. In the blink of an eye, Feron appeared in front of him, and without hesitation, Souta swung his sword with deadly precision.