Slaughtering The Raven Boss!

The swirling debris made everything around him a grey haze. The beast could be right behind him—or in front of him—and he wouldn't even know.

His entire being tensed.

Every sense. Every nerve. Every fiber of his existence was on high alert.

He was ready to strike at any moment… to move at even the slightest disturbance.

In this kind of condition, the raven had a huge advantage.

It could send elemental attacks even if its body was broken… and with its natural vision, it would have no issue seeing clearly through the dust.

Leon, on the other hand, was practically blind.

He'd already activated his defensive Mana shield, but he knew it wasn't going to last long. The beast he was fighting now possessed the raw might of an LVL 9 creature, even though it was just LVL 6—and it was all thanks to that Berserk skill of its.

Earlier, just two LVL 5 beasts had been able to break his shield after repeated attacks.