The Monster Domain [14]

It was a new day in the Monster Domain.

Clinton stepped out of his bastion, his skeletal frame gleaming under the dim light that filtered through the thick canopy of the Monster Domain.

Unlike before, when every step had been cautious and wary of apex predators, this time he moved with the confidence of a seasoned hunter.

After crafting new weapons, repairing damaged ones, upgrading his best weapon, and repairing his bastion for a whole day yesterday, now, he was ready to enter the depths of the Monster Domain again to hunt.

His newly upgraded Magedon, Light Slayer pulsed faintly in his grip, its power source, the very heart of the Dreadclaw Behemoth now fully integrated.

With every movement, he could feel the weapon’s latent power thrumming through his bones, waiting to be unleashed.

Today was different.

No apex predators, no reckless challenges.

He wanted just a pure hunt, a methodical extermination of the lesser creatures that roamed the Monster Domain.