Chapter 29
With newfound vigor, Nyx strides through the normalized forest, his multifaceted eyes alive with determination. The once towering and twisted vegetation now stands as ordinary trees, their branches forming a natural canopy that filters the sunlight. The air carries the crisp fragrance of the forest, a stark contrast to the surreal, mutated realm he traversed during the chase.
"This is... weirding me out," Nyx murmurs to himself, his mandibles twitching in confusion. The overgrown vegetation had become his familiar backdrop, and the sudden shift to a more typical forest environment left him feeling disoriented.
Driven by curiosity, Nyx decides to delve deeper into the mystery of this place. "What's the difference between this place and the overgrown vegetation on the ants' territory?" he wonders aloud, his multifaceted eyes scanning the surroundings for clues.
As Nyx ventures further, his senses heighten, searching for signs of life in this seemingly ordinary forest. The air is alive with the sounds of rustling leaves and distant calls of birds. Yet, there's an absence of the menacing hum that accompanied the swarm of ants.
His search for creatures leads him to a clearing where the sunlight filters through the branches, creating a play of shadows on the forest floor. Nyx's multifaceted eyes widen in surprise as he spots a creature, level 16, unusually large for its kind.
"Well, that's unexpected," Nyx mutters, his gaze fixed on the creature. In the overgrown vegetation, creatures of this level were more common, but here, the size and strength of this specimen defied his expectations. It's towering over him a level 19. Nyx thinks he might be just small.
As Nyx continues his exploration, he stumbles upon a group of creatures, their levels ranging between 15 and 18. His multifaceted eyes widen at the sight, and he can't help but express his amazement.
"Wow, don't tell me in this place the creatures are overgrown and not the vegetation," Nyx jokes, a mixture of disbelief and amusement coloring his words. The unexpected discovery adds another layer of intrigue to the mysteries of this forest.
Within the group, a prominent creature stands out—a level 18 beast with a unique name, "Gloomsylth." This creature, resembling a hybrid of a wolf and a panther, boasts a sleek, obsidian-black fur coat. Its multifaceted eyes gleam with an otherworldly luminescence, reflecting intelligence and a hint of curiosity.
[Race: Gloomsylth (level 18)
Special bloodline: ??
Skills:
Lunar Roar: Gloomsylth unleashes a powerful roar infused with the echoes of the abyss. This sonic assault disorients and weakens nearby foes, reducing their resistance to subsequent attacks. The Abyssal Roar is not only a formidable offensive skill but also serves as a means for Gloomsylth to establish dominance in its territory.
Lunar Prowess: Gloomsylth taps into its celestial connection, enhancing its agility and strength under the influence of the moon's energy. During this heightened state, its movements become even more fluid and precise, allowing it to navigate the terrain with unparalleled grace. The obsidian fur takes on a subtle silver sheen as it channels the lunar power.
Nocturnal Senses: Gloomsylth taps into its heightened nocturnal instincts, enhancing its senses to an extraordinary degree. In darkness, its vision becomes nearly flawless, allowing it to perceive even the slightest movements. Additionally, this skill grants it the ability to detect hidden or stealthy creatures, making it a formidable hunter under the cover of night.
Nyx observes Gloomsylth with a mix of fascination and caution. The creature's presence challenges his assumptions about the wildlife in this forest, raising more questions about the nature of this realm.
As Nyx observes Gloomsylth and the other creatures, his attention is drawn to a peculiar detail—the notation of "??'' under Gloomsylth's Special blood. It's the second time he's encountered the system giving a question mark on the special bloodline.
"Wait a minute... The system put a question mark in special blood," Nyx remarks, his mandibles clicking in surprise. The mystery of Gloomsylth's special blood adds another layer of intrigue to the already complex nature of the creatures in this magical forest.
Since Nyx's reincarnation in this unfamiliar realm, he had made a personal vow to gather companions. In his past life, he was a lone assassin, and the solitude weighed heavily on him. Now, with the opportunity for a fresh start, he is determined to change that fate.
"I've been a lone wolf for too long. In this unknown world, I don't want to be alone," Nyx declares to himself, the echoes of his solitary past lingering in his thoughts. The prospect of companionship becomes a beacon of hope, a chance to share the challenges and wonders of this magical forest with others.
While Nyx watches, Gloomsylth, with a stealthy grace, begins to move. Its sleek form weaves through the underbrush, shadows embracing its fur as it stalks a creature of level 19. Nyx observes with a mix of curiosity and awe, recognizing the boldness of Gloomsylth's choice—a creature of higher level, a formidable challenge for any hunter.