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Confronting the Parasite Beast, Freyr showed no fear.
However, his combat skills were evident. The Feather Dragon Dance was a technique-based move that entangled the enemy, and the greater the physical strength, the more effective it became. With Freyr's current power, enhanced by the Gene Chain and Ability, this move could still perform at a high level even with insufficient stamina.
Yet, the drawbacks of this technique were also apparent. Although its attacking power increased significantly, each moment of attack exposed vulnerabilities. This move lacked any defensive capability and relied solely on a linear offensive approach.
With his body spinning at high speed and the might of his sword, he could directly challenge enemies whose physical strength far exceeded his own. Even the largest Parasite Beast was left battered and bruised.
After all, the speed of his attacks was nearly impossible for the naked eye to track. Even if the Parasite Beast wanted to evade, it was nearly impossible. Seizing the moment, Freyr managed to inflict a significant wound on his youthful body.
Just as Freyr charged forward again, Fetter struck him back down to the ground.
The Feather Dragon Dance was essentially focused on aggressive offense; its ability to block or defend was greatly diminished. While it appeared agile, in a frenzied state, it became difficult to create reasonable and effective evasive reactions.
Recognizing the weakness of the Feather Dragon Dance allowed Fetter to act decisively and prevent a tragic outcome from reckless attacks.
A purple Aura quickly enveloped Fetter's body as he activated Ability Transformation. The glow of the Azure Light Sword shone brilliantly in the darkness. The other two Parasite Beasts were formidable opponents that ordinary hunters could not confront directly. The largest among them was undoubtedly their leader or chief.
Freyr crawled out from the ruins, his entire body aching, feeling as if his head had been struck by a brick, with a constant ringing in his ears.
Upon witnessing the scene on the other side, the Hunters looked momentarily dazed.
Fetter's agility surpassed that of their last encounter at the Giant Hive against Queen Mother; he moved with even more fluidity. The slicing waves from the Azure Light Sword cut through the air sharply, continuously unleashing razor-sharp waves that bombarded the Parasite Beast, creating plumes of smoke upon impact.
The roaring continued until an explosion finally ceased. Suddenly, the leader of the Parasite Beasts let out a piercing roar as its muscles tensed up; the bleeding from its previous wounds had stopped.
However, its muscles and size began to change rapidly, soon resembling that of a human in height.
At first glance, the Parasite Beast Leader was surrounded by gradually appearing strands of black malevolence.
"Counter-Feed!" Fetter huffed impatiently.
Counter-Feed was a common survival tactic used by Parasite Beasts. At critical moments, it allowed them to quickly absorb the remaining Gene Chain lodged in their shells, enhancing and perfecting their own Gene Chain, resulting in a rapid multiplication of their power.
However, maintaining such an effect would lead to muscle atrophy in their robust bodies.
Taking a deep breath, Fetter's form quickly blurred. Suddenly, countless intersecting waves of blades spread out like a super-speed Death Weasel, covering an area of nearly thirty meters.
Perhaps the Parasite Beast Leader had the strength to protect itself. The deadly bombardment from Confronting was like interlocking fangs; unfortunately, two lackeys, Heart and the head, were enveloped in a dark blue beam. Following that, numerous azure beams concentrated their fire, bombarding them like a vast galaxy, reducing them to mere pulp.
With its hands crossed over its chest, the Parasite Beast Leader had a hint of white mist mingling with the skin on its wrists. The previous strike had not harmed it; instead, its muscle density compressed together like steel formed under extreme pressure.
Clearly, through the effects of Counter-Feed, the Parasite Beast Leader had made significant advancements in strength.
Fetter landed steadily back on the ground as the Parasite Beast Leader's eyes glowed red, deliberately mimicking his descent.
A dense Aura erupted from the Azure Light Sword, enveloping Fetter as if he were submerged in azure light. The rich Aura clung to the sound of the Azure Light Sword, and in the next moment, it exploded forth completely, fiercely wielding the Azure Light Sword to execute swift and effective slashes.
The movements of the Parasite Beast Leader hesitated slightly; even from several meters away, the force of those slashes retained strong penetrating power, with waves of attack surging one after another.
The booming sounds echoed against its hardened muscles as the Parasite Beast Leader began to retreat under the onslaught.
It did not exhibit any overly aggressive behavior; it was simply being suppressed from the start. Although it could slightly withstand the attacks with its high physical Defense Power, it soon seemed to increase the burden on its body, with thin layers of blood mist beginning to seep from its wounds.
The power of this killing move was truly terrifying. The Parasite Beast had no chance of confronting it head-on, but after taking a few steps back to stabilize itself, it immediately displayed its terrifying explosive power, sweeping away the incoming wave blade and leaping into the air.
The Parasite Beast Leader still had its advantages, like this Parasite Beast that was a parasitic wild Vulture.
Being able to fly meant it had excellent aerial vision, and its night vision was many times stronger than that of a human. Although there was immense potential for humans to tap into, the gap between the two sides was still significant at the same starting line.
Suddenly, the Parasite Beast Leader descended and launched an unexpected attack, with its two hooked claws striking simultaneously.
Fetter suddenly recalled why there were strange wounds on the heads of those corpses; they had all fallen victim to this descending move. But if that were the case, it only confirmed the fate of those people.
Would he die? That thought lingered in his mind for just a second before he took action. Just as the claws were about to pierce his skin and sever an artery, Fetter's abilities surged around him, flowing rapidly like spring water gushing forth.
"Don't die!" Fetter shouted in anger, and in that moment, he effortlessly deflected the attacking claws with a single sword strike.
What seemed like an easy blow directly neutralized the Parasite Beast Leader's attack. The leader's body arched back and flew several meters away, spreading its wings to cushion its fall and stop itself from being humiliated further.
A roar of fury erupted from the Parasite Beast Leader; it was enraged.
A dark purple aura radiated from Fetter's Sharp Longsword, dazzling purple light shooting forth. If the scene created by the Death Weasel was exaggerated in its expansiveness, then the shock brought by this current scene was undoubtedly no less impactful.
The thick killing intent caused dark purple wave blades to exude a faint dark red hue, rendering the atmosphere eerily strange as if one could even smell the scent of blood.
With the formation of murderous intent, there was no one who could stop Fetter now.
The only way to halt him would be for his prey to remain in confrontation until the moment they were killed, at which point they would finally awaken to reality.
In the next moment, a tangible Crimson Blade seemed to coalesce before him.
Its power was enough to influence the very fabric of space, and the temperature in the air shifted. Those present felt an overwhelming sense of dread as they drew closer, their legs beginning to tremble uncontrollably.
In an instant, Fetter paused, then suddenly surged forward with incredible force. His speed increased dramatically, as if he had not exerted his full strength in the previous exchange.
The Parasite Beast Leader caught sight of him, its red eyes flickering as its form froze, then it lunged forward with its sharp claws.
At the moment of contact, both combatants were thrown back to their original positions.
In the next instant, a mouthful of dark blood erupted from Fetter's mouth. His protective armor shattered into pieces, and his body shook violently as he teetered on the brink of collapse.
However, the Parasite Beast Leader let out a solemn roar that quickly filled the air. Moments later, a gaping fissure slowly appeared along its massive abdomen and chest. It took a few steps forward before its head suddenly fell away.
With just one strike, the damage inflicted was enough to be fatal. The shock it delivered to those around was immense; killing an enemy whose strength far surpassed its own was no small feat.
Truth be told, everyone initially believed that the Star Hunter was merely someone of status without real power—much like how workers and managers are perceived in the economic market. Managers often exploit workers for profit, unaware that the Star Hunter had accumulated experience step by step through real combat.
The hunters with their preconceived notions fell silent as they witnessed this moment unfold.
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