Luck finally smiled upon him as he quickly found an 8-headed diamond hydra guarding eggs. The beast was monstrously powerful, but also predictable in its sleep routine.
One moment of carelessness was all he needed to steal one.
Or so he thought but one head saw him...
The escape had been frantic. He had to hide in countless crevices and abandoned tunnels. He spent almost all his high-level potions just staying alive while ascending.
And in the end...
He had to return the egg.
When he finally escaped and was returning to the surface defeated, having endured insane temperatures that only thanks to his gold beast he could withstand and that could be called torture, his body still ached with the memory of that heat.
Having suffered the constant stalking of powerful beasts...
Luck finally smiled upon him. This time for real.
He found that small vein at 350 meters, perfect for his purposes.
He couldn’t believe it, below he had found three others, as they were more common the further down, but all were guarded by beasts leagues above their real depth rank, impossible for him to defeat; he was sure not even the ridiculous Platinum King of Yano could defeat them.
Small mana vein outlets were extremely rare at that height, but there it was.
So… he returned to the depth of 1000 meters for 2 silver rank hydras, difficult to find without golden rank company.
But much easier to find and defeat than stealing the egg... If he had known there would be a vein, he would have done this from the beginning.
He eliminated the first to obtain its core and weakened the second.
Worthy opponents even one rank below him, but manageable thanks to him being a double tamer.
It was easy to drag the weakened one with his griffon to feed from the vein, and to keep it guarding and molding the core until it became an egg while he obtained more scorpion cores.
Everything had been meticulously calculated.
The core would need weeks to recover enough energy to become an egg next to the hydra. The hydra would guard until he returned with the rest of the cores.
Taking it would be easy when it had low energy, even if it had reached gold rank.
But now...
The next stretch of tunnel showed signs of recent activity. Fused worms and Living Tunnels had been excavating new routes, expanding territory.
But something wasn’t right.
The excavation patterns were erratic, as if the beasts had been fleeing. Claw marks and pulverized rock told a story of panic and hasty escape.
His steps accelerated.
’No,’ he thought while running. ’It’s too soon.’
His calculations had been precise. The silver hydra should barely have reached gold. The egg should have barely formed, it couldn’t have hatched.
Worry grew when he found the first signs of massive destruction. Demolished walls, collapsed tunnels, traces of energy discharged against rock.
Beast bodies lay scattered, some partially consumed. The hydra had been hunting, spending energy it shouldn’t have.
Someone had interfered.
Someone had provoked the hydra to spend energy it shouldn’t have in a chase toward the surface.
After observing them for so long, attempting the same thing, he knew there could only be one reason...
Someone had stolen the egg.
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