At that moment, a flash of black gold appeared and a smooth disk appeared before the flying spear.
BANG!
Sylas' gaze deepened. The spear actually broke right through, but even worse than that, sparks of a greenish fog were beginning to spread.
His gaze flickered and the runes that the green gas emitted told Sylas one very important thing.
He did not want it to get anywhere near him.
Although it was a bit of a surprise that the spear was able to break through a shield with 400 Defense, Sylas was still exceptionally calm.
At that moment, <King's Shield> broke through from Fragmentd Master to Bronze Mastery in a single bond, raising its Defense to 600.
He cast it once again before the spear could close in the rest of the distance, relying on his shield to slow it down.
At the same time, he activated his Basic Aetherflow and Blade Aura Gene Talents, striking out with two heavy palms. His hands suddenly formed illusory green palms in the air, shuttling forward and swiping at the air. A large gust of wind blew the fog approaching him in the other direction.
All the while, Sylas never stopped moving. He reached a second mammoth corpse and stored it away.
The bouncer-like man wanted to send out another attack toward him, but the infuriated mammoth beast before him didn't give him such a chance. It rose onto its hind legs, its long, powerful tusks radiating with a silver-blue light as it stomped downward.
The gathering runes reflected in Sylas' eyes and his expression changed. Almost instantly, he activated <King's Shift> on his body and his sideways momentum became backward momentum.
THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!
His three kunai bolted themselves against the trees' trunk, and the same moment the mammoth beast stomped downward, his toes had already firmly pressed against the lowest.
His thighs flexed and he bolted himself upward.
BOOM!
The ground violently trembled and a wave of earth spread out in all directions. Sylas' second foot managed to reach the second kunai just before the wave reached his tree.
It rocked him.
The tree swayed to the side under the strong impact and was almost ripped up from the ground. However, Sylas was unprecedentedly focused. Having gathered up momentum, he had already soared up several meters, grabbing onto the thickest branch that he could.
His visualization was still locked on the battle below, and his frown couldn't be concealed. The mammoth suddenly toppled over, a green venom pulsing in its large eyes.
He had already had worries after seeing that the man used poison. He couldn't help but recall the Rotten Wolves that attacked Casstle Main. Would the Basilisk King be able to take advantage of these corpses?
However, Sylas realized something else.
The man had disappeared into the portal, having been partly blown back, and another part retreating to escape the range of the mammoth's final desperate strike.
When Sylas saw this, he dropped down from his branch, landing on the third kunai and pushing forward with all his strength.
He soared over the wave of earth and the plumes of poison gas, falling over the dead mammoth and stretching out a hand. This was clearly the strongest creature here, and though he hadn't had time to check its stats, it was no doubt the greatest prize.
Poisoned to death or not, he would take it now and check the situation later.
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