Chapter 12 Cresent Blade Arc

Seeing that he had five points, he navigated his hand toward his skill, 'Crescent Blade Arc'. If he remembered correctly, this skill was one of the sword techniques his father had taught him.

A third-tier technique known for its swift, precise attacks, it focuses on using momentum and accuracy to create a wide, arcing slash that maximizes the reach and power of the blade.

Don't think that just because it's only a third-tier technique, it's just a low-grade skill. This technique can be considered rare; even the nobles in his kingdom only had access to second-tier techniques.

[Active Skills: Cresent Blade Arc

Description: A powerful, sweeping sword strike designed to attack multiple enemies or deliver a single devastating blow. This technique focuses on using momentum and precision to create a wide, arcing slash that maximizes the reach and power of the blade.

Effect: Generates a crescent-shaped arc of energy.

Mana Cost: 30

Cooldown: None

(Mastery: 23/100)]

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[Do you wish to upgrade 'Crescent Blade Arc'? It costs 10 Omni Points for 1% Mastery]

Seeing the panel, Alexander was speechless. It was actually much more expensive than he thought.

After contemplating momentarily, he couldn't help but sigh in dismay. "Why didn't you at least train?" he muttered in a low voice.

"With my current mastery, I still cannot create an arc of energy."

"I should try honing this sword skill before upgrading it, since I need to spend my omnipoints wisely," he decided.

Suddenly, a loud sound of heavy breathing could be heard to his right. He turned in that direction, and sure enough, he saw it.

The animal is about 2 meters tall, its rugged body is covered in dirt.

Its black eyes were staring at him menacingly, with its mouth opened slightly which its saliva draping the ground wet.

Its stench was a little hard to sniff, as its massive claws dug into the ground. Alexander and the eyes of the two interlocked for a moment.

When suddenly more and more of this creature started appearing surrounding him from all corners.

His eyes narrowed for a moment. "Are they attracted to the blood of the dire wolf? This is bad—I at least need to get out of their encirclement."

Preparing himself for any attack, he remained on high alert. Suddenly, one of the dog-like creatures pounced on him.

It rushed toward Alexander, filled with malice. Alexander, who was prepared, dodged sideways. The speed of these dogs was not as fast as that of the dire wolf.

After he dodged and the creature's side was exposed, Alexander raised his leg and delivered a powerful kick, which collided with the creature's side.

The bones in its ribs seemed to crack from the force, and a loud pah sound echoed from its flesh.

The creature wailed loudly as it was sent flying. The other ground hounds, seeing this, rushed toward Alexander, filled with anger.

As the ground hounds surged forward, Alexander's mind raced.

"There are too many," he thought, his eyes darting around the area to find an opening. The creatures' stench and their snarls echoed in his ears.

As one of the beasts lunged again, its claws glinted in the moonlight. Alexander twisted to the side, avoiding the attack.

His movement was fast and precise, the hound flank was exposed and without hesitation he delivered a punch

Crack!

Another cracking sound was heard, the beast flew through the air as well crashing to the ground in a loud thud. He was besides the ground hound, who was kicked by Alexander.

It was breathing heavily like its life was depending on it, then one charged from the side, but

Alexander met its advance head-on. He ducked beneath its swipe and delivered an uppercut to its jaw. The force of the blow sent it sprawling backward, its claws flailing uselessly in the air.

"Is that all you've got?!" Alexander growled, his voice carrying an air of arrogance.

The ground hounds were angry but dared not attack recklessly. Since he had dealt with two of their kind so easily, they did not want to risk it.

They circled him like vultures. There were a lot of them, but Alexander had no interest in counting them.

[System Notification: You have slain a Level 1 Ground Hound! Rewards: 3 EXP | 6 Omnipoints]

[System Notification: You have slain a Level 1 Ground Hound! Rewards: 3 EXP | 6 Omnipoints]

[System Notification: You have slain a Level 1 Ground Hound! Rewards: 3 EXP | 6 Omnipoints]

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Three notifications sounded, indicating that he had killed the two from earlier and the last one he had hit.

But he had no time to check the panel, as there were still many more pests surrounding him.

Tightening his fists, his veins pulsed with power. The Behemoth Bloodline within him began to display its prowess.

The air around Alexander shifted, growing heavier just like an unseen force was radiating outward. It was dominating looking down everyone with its presence.

The hounds surrounding Alexander were now in a dilemma, starting to show signs of fear.

They did not understand how a human in front of them could possibly display power akin to that of a beast. Their eyes began to flicker with uncertainty.

In their minds they greatly wander if they have to run or fight, but Alexander didn't give them a chance. Taking a deep breathed he roared.

[Primal Roar Activated]

Then, a deafening roar erupted, covering at least a 30-meter radius around the area. The power of the roar was like that of a lion asserting its dominance.

The hounds surrounding him were slightly pushed back by the sound wave of the roar, while the leaves in the trees fluttered wildly.

When they skidded back a little leaving a straight line, their legs were shaking with pure fear this time. Their eyes were trembling as they looked at the human in front of them.

[-50 Mana]

[Mana: 150/200]

Seeing that they were disoriented, Alexander slammed his fist into the ground. The very earth beneath him cracked and split, sending a shockwave rippling outward.

The ground hounds yelped as they were thrown back, their bodies tumbling like leaves in a storm.

Seeing that they were in the air, he decided not to show any mercy, inserting strength in his foot.

The ground cracked and caved in slightly, and then, with a dash, he pounced like a cannonball being fired.

He appeared before each ground hound, sometimes delivering a punch to their faces or flanks, and other times landing a kick to their spines.

One by one, they yelped. Every second, a different hound's voice of agony echoed through the forest.

Alexander felt a twinge of guilt, but he knew he had to be cruel. Still, the smile on his face made it clear he was enjoying this.

It wasn't the killing or torturing of the ground hounds that he enjoyed, but rather the system notifications buzzing incessantly.