More ruthless to himself than his enemies

Rose didn't stay for long. After playing around with Gray for some time, she disappeared like the wind.

Gray stood on the spot looking at the sky listlessly; never in his life had his dignity been trampled like this before.

He wanted to curse Rose, the vicious woman, along with her nine ancestors, and indeed he did just that in his heart.

Sounds of painful screams filled with desperation resounded throughout the surroundings. The disturbing sound of flesh being torn open by sharp teeth became common.

A group of Phantom Tigers had managed to sneak inside, their eyes filled with thick bloodlust and hunger, chewing on the corpses lying outside the wall.

Their razor-sharp teeth easily tore apart the tender human skin.

The commotion also reached Gray, standing on top of the wall. He frowned and suddenly had the urge to slap himself in the face—why was he acting like a little bitch?

He immediately shook his head and swiftly moved out of the outpost, his steps light and steady, his blue eyes flashing with steely determination. Today, he was definitely going to unlock his first skill.

Moreover, from what he could tell, Rose wasn't as carefree as he had earlier thought. Otherwise, there would have been no need for her to disappear again. There was definitely something bothering her or forcing her to stay alert; otherwise, there was no need for her to disappear again and again.

It could be easily imagined how big the threat had to be for her to act like this, but Gray couldn't care less—it was something which he couldn't do anything about..

The three purple suns shone intensely, giving the sky an even more demonic look. The Phantom Tigers who were feasting outside suddenly stopped, their noses twitching as they noticed a beautiful and savory scent in the air. The largest of them immediately growled and let out a roar—its roar filled with bloodthirstiness rang like thunder, alerting the soldiers some distance away.

Immediately, shouts filled with panic and desperation were heard throughout:

"Alert the quick response team! A group of Apocalypse beasts has managed to sneak onto the battlefield!"

"Anyone who is not at least an Earthly Knight, quickly evacuate!"

"Argh! Mother, where are you?"

Cries of fear and desperate calls made the situation even more depressing. Anyone who was still near the vicinity used their full speed and escaped.

It was utter chaos without any order; people didn't care about anyone—they brutally stamped over anyone who fell to the ground.

Gray didn't look afraid witnessing the panic all around him, but their desperate cries worked to strengthen his resolve to grow stronger.

He had already felt desperate two times in the span of a few days; his fists was unconsciously clenched.

First, the unknown Earthly Knight, then today, this Rose.

Gray unknowingly arrived at the edge of the huge wall and looked at the group of Phantom Tigers rushing in his direction. His grip on the sword unconsciously tightened, and he took a deep breath to calm down his heart.

A strong wind swept in. The largest Phantom Tiger, which was as big as an elephant, moved like an unstoppable force—its body was like a cannonball, destroying anything that came in its path.

Suddenly, the beast's eyes flashed with a ferocious look and turned its head to look up. Noticing Gray, it let out a bloodthirsty roar, as if telling everyone around that Gray was its target.

The beast's growl was like a sonic attack which hit Gray's face like a loud, resounding slap, making his head buzz. The sword that he was holding almost slipped out of his hands.

Gray was surprised by this; the beast was really strong, stronger than he anticipated. But at this stage, he couldn't back down—he had no intention to back down either. If he backed down in front of the challenge today, he would have to spend the rest of his life constantly backing away.

Suddenly, he took a deep breath and jumped down from the wall with a fierce glint in his serene blue eyes, fully taking advantage of his initial position.

Now that his strength was higher than the average Corrupted human, just a slight push exerted by his legs sent his body barreling through the air toward the beast at an extremely fast speed.

"Die!" Gray shouted furiously and swung the large sword forcefully with as much strength as he could possibly exert.

His muscles forcefully contracted, forcing the large sword to move at great speed, ripping the air apart.

The forceful slash landed on the tiger's head and almost pierced its skull; blood immediately started to ooze out of the fresh cut.

Gray's actions caught the Tiger off-guard, allowing him to deal a lethal blow; however, Gray didn't celebrate in his heart—he knew this was just the start.

Even unranked Apocalypse beasts like this Phantom Tiger had terrifying vitality. Although the blow dealt by Gray was severe, it wasn't enough to end the tiger's life.

Thud! Both of them fell to the ground. The surrounding smaller Phantom Tigers let out simultaneous roars, their eyes filled with madness.

Without hesitating, Gray grabbed the sword's handle and ruthlessly twisted it; the sudden action made the beast whimper in agony.

Hearing the pained sound, a strange, almost sadistic smile appeared on Gray's handsome face. If his little sister were to see her brother smiling like this, she would definitely ask in concern, "Brother, are you okay?"

Before the beast could react, Gray frantically attacked at the same spot in succession. His hands were starting to shake because of strain; Gray gritted his teeth and refused to slow down.

Roar! Finally, the beast seemed to have had enough. It let out a roar filled with anger and humiliation and slapped Gray's body, sending it flying through the air like a broken kite.

Gray felt as if his chest had been hit by a hammer. He tried to stop himself, but his efforts were futile.

He was like a ragdoll bouncing through the rough terrain, only stopping when his body hit the stone wall.

His clothes were torn in several places, with fresh blood flowing out.