Sylas' head whipped toward the portal. If there was going to be an escape made, it would be toward there. If not, that would mean that he escaped outside of the city.
However, this sudden movement caused him to fall to a knee. His vision swam, and he almost blacked out. If it wasn't for a quick bite to his tongue, he would have.
Although he had swallowed a Transmutated Beast Pill, it was one, not a miracle drug, and two, because he used ice to slow his bleeding, that ironically slowed his healing as well. It was a double-edged sword.
Well, in the right circumstances, a Transmutated pill could work like a miracle drug. But the problem was that he hadn't run into nearly enough beasts that were both compatible with him and powerful.
Obviously, the stronger the beast, the stronger the pill would be.
'There's a large number of Ice affinity beasts here. I need to take advantage.'
His Skills collapsed in on themselves, and he closed his eyes shut. He squeezed his eyelids tightly as though he was trying to regain control over himself.
"City Lord!"
Finally, the Generals had already rushed over.
"... Bring me the strongest beasts you've killed," Sylas said in a voice much too steady given his current situation.
...
It was several hours before Sylas' situation had stabilized, and the sharpness returned to his gaze.
He had known that there were all sorts of shocking abilities in this world, but knowing was one thing, and being prepared for them was another. If not for his Luck stat today, he would have died.
The man was too quick and ferocious, and now he was aware of all of Sylas' trump cards on top of making one entirely useless.
Sylas looked over to the corpse of the Arctic Emperor Cobra. He truly hadn't expected that it would die just like that.
It had been cut in half, but Sylas had been too caught up in the battle to possibly waste the time he would need to put it into the Hibernation Realm. He thought that it could at least withstand the wound for a while since it had been cut down its thickness and not its length, but he had underestimated the insidiousness of Grin's blade.
There was definitely something special about it. But for whatever reason, that specialness hadn't affected him.
'No... it should be that when he stabbed me in the neck, he didn't use a technique for the sake of stealth. By comparison, there was a huge flash of Aether when he attacked the Arctic Emperor Cobra. Whatever that skill is, I'll have to be wary of it in the future.'
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