Chapter 29 Spirit World (Re-written)

"Hmm! Why am I not going out of the dream world." Allen thought as he looked around, at most he was only able to stay around day in this dream world, but today he had been here for more than one day and there is no sign of going back again.

"System! try explaining why am I not still out of this dream world huh!"

Allen. asked as he sat and looked around waiting for the system to speak out again, at which he also notice that this world looked amazing huh!

*Ding.*

* Host after my complete update, you can stay in this spirit world for more than one day and it can be around 8 and half days around, of you didn't die in between, since after time your limit decrease varied.*

" So I can stay inside this world for around 8 days huh."

Stared at the Hound Black Dog who was looking down to eat meat, and he was already thinking about whether to use steamed or braised the meat that the hound was eating.

In the end, after a difficult choice, Allen chose braised but found that there was no seasoning at all, and even the fire was a bit difficult. The endless prairie was all meat land, given every kind of meat can be found along with fish To drill wood and to make fire, he had to give him a piece of dry wood.

At this moment, the Hound Black Dog, who was buried in the meat and eating meat, seemed to perceive something. His long ears stood up alertly, and then suddenly raised his head.

Flaming Dog eyes, 3 mouths of 3 heads that keep chewing even if lifts the head comes.

One person and one Dog looked at each other for a long time. It seemed that they had read something similar from the other person's eyes. After confirming their eyes, they were all food lovers.

However, Allen felt that the appetite in this Dog's eyes must be aimed at the meat, not him.

It wasn't until the lovely 3- vicious mouth opened that exposed the sharp teeth and bloody mess with cold light inside, that Allen found himself wrong.

Allen clenched his fists in both hands, staring fiercely at the Hounding Black Dog. Don't panic when you meet the tiger, as long as you look at it with a fierce expression, when the time comes sure, you can die with some dignity.

As Allen looked at other hounds who came from the side, oh if you are thinking why am I here, of course, I couldn't just study all the 8 days right so I thought of fighting beast and in case I die at least I will be able to go out.

That should be have been my perfect plan until now since the mouth of this hound looked very vicious and I have no will to go out by dying.

Allen has never encountered a tiger, but this Hounding Black Dog is almost as big as the Alpha on Earth …. Is it a beast?

Started by the bloody eyes of the Hounding black dogs, Allen's psychological pressure is extremely high. Soon, he had more and more sweat on his forehead, and he feels dry, where he was unable to bear the silence.

At this moment, the Hounding black dogs stepped back and kicked the ground vigorously and forcefully, making a dull sound. A few strands of grass mixed with mud were pushed into the sky all around by the power of the Hounding black dog's group. Their bodies had turned into a black streamer. Closing to Allen.

The distance of several dozen meters passed by, and in just a few seconds, the Hounding black dog came to Allen. The vicious and rugged Huge paws turned into a life-taking sickle, and the cold light was drawn towards Allen's chest.

Allen bit his lower lip hard and stayed awake under the fierce imposing manner. His instinctive right leg kicked the floor, twisted his hips, and turned to the left, and smashed which only twitched the single dog at the front of the group.

Chi!

A small crackle sounded, and the sharp claw shimmering like a paper cut through Allen's pajamas, leaving a shallow scar on his chest, and the blood slowly overflowed from the flat wound, under the action of gravity Slowly flow down.

Allen escaped the blow of the Hounding Black Dog but had no time to gasp. After landing, the Hounding Black Dog kicked back and turned into a black light again for some reason other hounds didn't flinch like the hound before he growls.

It was clear he wanted to fight Allen like a man that was one to one.

Allen smiled as he looked at the hound since given this guy had the pride to fight him alone he must be special then, looking around he could tell, they don't have any intention to meddle up between their mess.

In the face of the super Hound black dog's rapid rush, he was still a little nervous since another hound just now made a few movements and could he could barely keep his calm, as long as he calmed down, he might kill it was only thought he was able to think.

In the face of the super black dog's rush again, Allen's had completely calmed down, his eyes were cold, his legs were hard, and he turned sideways, avoiding the attack again.

The difference is that at this time while avoiding the attack of the super black dog, Allen's right hand clenched his fists, twisted his waist and exerted force, and punched him in the side position of the super black dog.

Boom!

A dull sound came, and the super black dog was blown away by a bloody strike, drew a parabola in the air, and landed 4 to 6 meters away.

Allen coldly smiled: "humph, dogs are dogs, no matter how big they are, they are weak and helpless … grabbing junks ?!" Only half of the words he pretended to be unable to bear made another inharmonious sigh, because the undying power of the fallen Hounding black dogs rushed over to him again.

Allen didn't think right since his hand was very strong 'I can break the stone even if I hit it. Is this dog made of iron?' he thought

Seeing the super black dog as a sticky Mucus rushed over again, Allen's mouth twitched, his eyes cold, and his heart was ruthless: one punch hammer is not dead, ten punches, 100 punches, 1000 punches, barrage and capital of barrage is about to burst Your dog head he thought viciously.

After the last 100 clashes, Allen punched the head of the Hounding black dog with a punch, and the Hounding black dog fell to the ground softly. Its ears and eyes shed blood, and his head was shattered from the inside.

"The two rookies pecking each other was ultimately your skill, huh! Allen's."

The old man laughed as he looked at Allen with a wicked smile as he pointed at Allen clothes and chuckled

"Although your pajamas were scratched by the sharp claw of the Hounding black dog, ha-ha! "

But Allen had no time to rebuke as one after another wound appeared throughout the body, and there was a lot of blood, but not at a single fatal wound could be found which can get Allen killed.

However, when his fist hit the head of the Hounding black dog again and again, Which finally rocked it directly inside out of the Hounding black dog.

Allen gasped with his hands on his knees, staring at the dead body of the Hounding black dog, and his heart was sullied: this dead dog's Defense was too strong, and he hammered it with 100 punches.

The old man silent by the side smiled at Allen.

A boy who looked to be around twelve was swinging a sword about the size of his body. As if it wasn't heavy enough for him, this boy was also wearing steel armor that was oversized for him. He was about 150 centimeters tall, so the armor looked more like a belt as it was covered around him.

That was Allen since after getting beaten by another dog and dying which didn't pain that much.

The look on his face suggested that training was something sacred to him. Every time he swung his sword, he shouted with as much vigor in his lungs as he could. There were reasons for that. One, to breath in as much air as he could, and two, to squeeze out all the strength in his muscles.

Allen was dead serious about becoming a swordsman since the fight with the hound he could tell having a weapon he can count on in a straightforward fight is necessary.

"97…98…99…100," Abel chanted as he made his final swing, then collapsed right on the grass field below him. His purple eyes were looking straight at the sky above him.

"Which of these stars is my original home?" He asked himself.