Chapter 27 - Cursed Wyvern

*CRAAAAAA!!*

As soon as Marcus and the wolf began their intense face off, a loud ear-piercing shriek echoed out unnervingly close to them, and as if to confirm their deepest fear, a heavy gust blasted towards their direction, causing the both of them to instantly break eye contact and spin their heads towards the sound.

From the direction of the pitch black shrubbery towards Marcus' immediate right, an eerie 10-metre-long dark green webbed wing slowly began revealing itself; and a few seconds later, an intimidating reptilian-like head slowly emerged from the shadows.

"CRAAA!" It let out another ear-wrenching shriek as it landed itself before them, generating a soundwave capable of ripping the eardrum of anyone within a 200-metre vicinity, whilst simultaneously leaving behind a giant 40-metre deep crater below it.

"GRRRR!" The wolf suddenly let out a whimper as it rapidly shrunk its presence, it's whole body shaking and trembling; almost vibrating. The previous intimidating presence almost becoming like a child's pitiful act of bravery.

Then without a second thought, it turned a complete 180 and bolted away into the distance as fast as it's injured legs could possibility take it; its eyes filled to the brim with terror.

"CRAAKAAKAKAA!" The creature instantly responded, lifting its head as it shrieked; the sound eerily similar to that of a mocking laughter.

With a single heavy thrust of its wings, the creature slowly rose itself up once more, hovering a few centimetres from the ground and flapping down on his wings, sending a burst of wind towards the direction of the wolf, and as soon as the wind come into contact with the wolf's neck, it let out one final croak before its head came clean off the body, the blood slowly rapidly seeping out on the ground, the eyes still opened wide with intense fear.

[Morph - Giant Ancient Acidic Wolf Unlocked]

Marcus stood completely still from where he was, his arms quivering slightly as his whole body had become paralysed.

"CRAA!" The creature suddenly began slowly turning around, it's eyes staring straight into Marcus' own.

It once again descended back onto the deep crater it created.

"God damn it. Move" Marcus swore as he gritted his teeth in desperation, attempting to move his body; even just a little. "Move, move." He begged himself, as he noticed the creature slowly making its way towards him.

"Status," Marcus muttered, hoping to at least know what the creature before him was before he died.

Status:-

Species: Cursed Wyvern Mutant (Rank: SSS)

Age: 203

Level: 480

HP: 9,000,000/9,000,000

MP: 399,990/ 400,000

STR: 87,000

INT: 40,000

VIT: 90,000

AGI: 7007

RES: 100

LUK: 60

Condition: Elated

Skills:-

Wing Burst: (Lvl 80)

MP Cost: 10 MP

Breath of Death: (Lvl 22)

MP Cost: 600 MP

Void Cube: (Lvl 4)

MP Cost: 100,000 MP

"Fuck," Marcus muttered as he stared at the ridiculous numbers before him, he closed his eyes with a sigh. If he was going to die, he didn't want to watch it happen.

"CRAAAAKAAAKAKAA!" It let out another bout of cynical laughter as its eyes locked onto it's target; mouth wide open, ready to enjoy its next meal.

Then, within a blink of an eye, its wings flapped once more, it's figure flashing into a blur as it charged.

With nothing more to lose, Marcus grit his teeth in anger, in disappointment - in himself.

He had promised he would endure any obstacle that came his way. To become strong. Strong enough to take revenge. Strong enough to take down the ones who wronged him. To shred them to pieces. But, it was all useless. All lies. All just a dumb, meaningless fantasy. A pathetic and idiotic ambitions of a dreamer. A weak, trash, and ordinary human who thought himself to be special.

He was naïve. Ignorant. Credulous, impulsive.

All of it. He was just a nobody. Everything he touches gets killed or endangered.

With a single tear running down his cheek, Marcus slowly opened his eyes to face his inevitable death. He finally made his decision. If there was one last thing he could do. One last thing to protect. It was his own ending. Not as a coward, but as someone who was able to look death in the eye.

"CRAAAKAAAAKAAAA!!"

The creature's giant 2 row of razor sharp teeth filled his vision. It's sharp, thorny tongue whipping from one side of it's mouth to the other - Licking its lips.

Taking in one last deep breath to calm his nerves, he gripped onto the jagged pebble in his hand and channelled all his emotions into this one last move, swinging wildly.

CRUNCH!

It was no use.